Lancey Foux - Ride Til You Die [White Jamal Remix]

Mix & Mastered by @PLATZUS
Album Art by Montsho Jarreau Thoth

Wake Up and It's Dark

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Chickin Prod. White Jamal & Swish Fifty

Anyways (feat. Jonny Jukebox) Prod. White Jamal

Produced by @prodtoriya & @mysticdakid
Mix & Mastered by @PLATZUS
Album Art by Montsho Jarreau Thoth

Stuck (feat. Jonny Jukebox) Prod. toriya! & mystic da kid

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Really I thought the shit was fine but we sent it back
I’m too stuck in my mind I can’t interact 
You always going live on the internet 
She always look me in the eyes when we interact 
I can’t Touchdown I’m on hella wax 
Twelve said ABC can you spell it back 
Fuck no, bitch I’m off a bean I’m feeling cutthroat 
When it come to respect I need the utmost

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes

That’s just the way it goes, lady love don’t 
Forget to play it slow, when it comes up 
That’s just the way it goes, way it sums up 
Now I need gross sums, something handsome
Just tryna match my mood made an anthem
I don’t mean to be rude but you rancid 
Throw some water on your body need a baptism 
Act gifted said you hardbody but yo pack missin 

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
 You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the u t most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes


That’s a grown man thirty have you itching 
Handle business wake up in the mornin do the dishes 
Gasoline smell have you breathing where the fish is 
Delicious, lamb chop greasy out the kitchen 
Pitch it he did a buck fifty for the whole zip 
Roll it, while I’m getting busy gettin focused 
Whole clip do it for my dogs like I’m John wick 
Conscious, grown man thirty lose conscience 
Ain’t done shit yet why you acting so accomplished 
That’s your brother why he name you his accomplice  
That ain’t yo friend why you buyin in that nonsense 
I had to tax said they was here for a conference 
Had some concentrate I whipped it in an omelet 
I’m at the intercontinental in the gauntlet 
You got need I got wants that’s a long list 
I don’t need what I want but I want it 

You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the u t most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes
You niggas weak you just ain’t got the gusto 
Trust issues got ya trust broke 
I don’t do the most I do the ut most 
Got your heart broke that’s how love goes

Utmost [Prod. White Jamal]

Written, performed and produced by Eric Mikulak aka 
Click-Clack / @click-clack
White Jamal / @mikulak

Engineered mixed and mastered by Aime Brunn & Eric Mikulak at Launchpad Studios in Austin, Texas.

Artwork by ULTRASHOOK
https://twitter.com/ultrashook?lang=en

Released under Ballteam Records.

Lyrics:
Get get off my di dick fuck a buckle I want riches 
Hand me down lil nigga look you got yo windows tinted 
Think you doing something something wrong wit yo transmission
In the kitchen ima chemist I got wax for my pension 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin clear get me right there
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin brown get me right there

Lil nigga simmer down you are not scared 
Can’t get nothing done when you live in fear 
Hardly wear it down she got long hair 
Gold teeth lookin soft that’s a lot of karats 
My nigga keep it tux but he not married 
The crossover smooth I did not carry 
I can’t touchdown I don’t like air 
Slow play call my cpa and I’m right there 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares 
What you trippin on sweep the leg we don’t fight fare 
Cause it could be ya last fight 
And his soul his left his body from that last right 
Fall back head crack that could be my last breath
My souls left my body from that last left 
I ain’t got no dreams or no nightmares
Fuck a 40 oz sippin brown get me right there

Hold on hold up money line money down I’m winning 
Fuck nigga on Instagram trying flex nigga ye’ain’t living 
Need condo in Ibiza, molly on me they gone eat it up, 
I just got me another zip break it down I’ma beat it up 
Hold on hold up money line money down had to double up, run it up,
Run it up fuck ya belt buckle that’s a hundred bucks, 
Where I’m from that really ain’t no flex you just a mother fuck
Soul left-from that uppercut disrespected didn’t think I’d knuckle up, ain’t it funny now

Moneyline [Prod. White Jamal]

Goin' UP! Told my guys aint NO Limitations!

Lancey Foux - Ride Til You Die [White Jamal Remix]

WHITE JAMAL

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