Bonus Track - I REMEMBER $LOWED  ( Prod. RARINGTON )

Coca Cola (prod. FLTHYRCK)

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omertà 

noun

(among the Mafia) a code of silence about criminal activity and a refusal to give evidence to the police:
"loyal to the oath of omertà"

Omertà (prod. Y$99)

DISOCIADO

Who’s Slain?( Prod. y6no) BonesWannabeslain

Cause I’m known to kill a bitch
Watch yo back you fucking snitch
You stab me in the back
I take the cash and leave you in a ditch
Asking why do I exist
Then I recall that I’m that shit
Three Villains chillin in the myst
Grippin’ it tightly in my fist
Desert eagle let er’ rip
One false move’s a pistol whip
Back to back B, D, and G
We’ll crack yo skull until it splits
Even if I had to slit my wrist
I’d be down with it
Three or Die
I’d rather die tonight then fuckin’ call it quits

Put that bullet between my eyes
Nothin sweeter than revenge served 
Suckin nectar from a Godless soul
When all roads point to hell or death row
Low blow to the ego
Better roll around all of that evil
Soakin up the sin like an IV stuck to my vein
Slumped in this hole like a ‘cuzzi
life couldn’t ever be more mundane 
Gotta keep my pockets thick
Cuz all these snakes is tryna flip a trick
What you fucking think?
I’m a dirty son of a bitch 
Fuck the afterlife
I’m taking whats mine in this life
Punishment like a mob hit
Better dead than a sad bitch
Bury that body no box
No need to latch it

And I’m known as the loneliest 
I’m the one they love to hate 
This blue chrome around my waist 
Make it easy to tolerate  
I kill a 
Bitch 
Smackin lips 
My whole click get up on yo shit
She hit me back on some sly shit 
Man I’m too fuckin high for this 
Middle finger to the reaper 
He coming I know he sees ya 
I’ll pack ya out right now 
Just be gone by the sunrise
litter This propaganda 
This hatred I got is standard 
Yet plead to god I’m a man 
Can’t know the reason I planned it 
The crash has been so romantic

And I'm Known As

StoneColdStunna(Prod.RM$BVKER)

LYRICS:

Boy its crunch time lockin in 
Boy this beat from fuckin hell 
I scalp em peelin off they skin 
Motherfucker banned cause they dont want my ass to fuckin win 
Father oh forgive me but tonight might be a night of sin 

Its over hoe 
I cant be no sucka muthafucka 
That shit over hoe
I cant be your captain save a hoe no longer longer for 
You i might be trippin but its never over no damn hoe 
S why i rip this shit like i aint never have before 
If you dont know bout my shit then what you even listen to? 
When that shit be going hard thats cause its fuckin wither bruh 
When i'm on the beat you can sit down and you can shhh uh huh
These bitches aint a threat 
They miles away from being a problem bruh

Hold on, wait imma tell you why you a fuckin clown 
Nobody do shit while 
I'm out here grindin sharpening polish a sound 
I gotta do it 
Feelin so sick from fucking delusion 
Cant fuck with em aint no inclusion 
Ballin till the next time i lose it 

Worried bout some? 
Fuck u mean aint worried bout nun 
I'm in the stu
I'm killing shit 
You tell me why you aint doing nun? 
You Trippin son 
Stay up out my way when i be gettin shit done 
Having my fun 
Making these sounds go stupid bitch i make em go dumb

CRUNCH TIME

Rome Osama x Prince Jefe - 392’s (IG: rome.bgp)

Hype (prod. sixfigure)

freak off

YUNG STUNNAS


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Omertà (prod. Y$99)

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