Thank the SC feed for feeding me this GAS in time for the album

My Playlist #9

ALRIGHT*- void, Xanakin Skywok, Yumi, Yung Kage (Prod.AVGOTDRIP)

p. @ssjchrome

Yea uh, Got 50 niggas that been ready to crash out (Boo)
Got a fine little shorty, pipe her back till she black out
Bust a nut right in her eye, man we call that shit black out
Swear that nigga wanna die, we'll be smokin his pack now

Nigga high as a kite, we finna take him down
I know my niggas wont leave me even if they hear the sound
But they goin give me the space when too many niggas around

Cuz everybody scatter when i hit that billy bounce, huh
Make that nigga two step when i shoot that hunnid round, huh
I been totin' two tecs, now im lighting up the town huh
Snake walk, Up inside your crib we make no sound huh
Im a king in my city, never see me with no crown huh
Crashout, Bitch im finna spazz out
220 on the dash, burnin' rubber, finna crash now
Up inside your block, spin around just like we crash now
Bitch im still the same, difference is im getting cash now

In the stu, We uppin chrome
He done sent the instrumental, now that i been getting known
Put my niggas on now that i been in the zone
We in the future getting grown
Niggas on my side, bitch im never on my lone

Everytime i go out, bitch i walk with a skrilla
Know you noticin' perfection ever since i dropped killa
Tower over niggas, now they call me godzilla
If not then god will strike me down, but i know kami not finna
Yeah they call me that hitta
Know these niggas getting bitter
Taste the salt like kitty litter
Every verse im getting litter
When i speak, i make niggas flee, when they around


Cuz everybody scatter when i hit that billy bounce, huh
Make that nigga two step when i shoot that hunnid round, huh
I been totin' two tecs, now im lighting up the town huh
Snake walk, Up inside your crib we make no sound huh
Im a king in my city, never see me with no crown huh
Crashout, Bitch im finna spazz out
220 on the dash, burnin' rubber, finna crash now
Up inside your block, spin around just like we crash now
Bitch im still the same, difference is im getting cash now

Spotify

Snake walk p. ssjchrome

prod. kiyoto
feat. @soraxleblanc & @xainmorrow
mixed by me

Right now (prod. kiyoto)

w/ @soraxleblanc
prod. pxiqzes

lyrics - https://genius.com/Soraxleblanc-yagami-lyrics

YAGAMI

STREAM

(zapt the animator guy but rapping)
20 years and im still here
still dealing with my fears
keep telling myself
like maybe another year
ill break that cycle
got like 20 more left in me
the dead aint gon look pretty
that coffin a mask for me
im hiding myself from me
dont know who could tell me
you better than me and me
just want a piece of peace
the puzzle you piecing together
still aint appeasing me
that abstract art
you call work
its souvenir
the mob u claim to roll with aint really deep
they leave when it get dark
my blunt bitch it do spark
you say that u shoot lots
on the contrary think not
i need me a lighter right
you is a shooter right
so when i tell you light the blunt make sure that u aiming right
like nigga ya headtop
look like a xbox
press it in the center
wanna witness a real spark
like nigga that chain chop you holding aint replacin my real bullets
push it one more time and ima show u a real killin
then flic up sned it to ya friends gave a real feelin
my gun aimed at ya face how i got u shiver
and still moving
told him he can press a button try it
he wont do it
jinxed the way his trigger finger trying 
but wont pull it
better than an echo
ima show u a real coustic
thinking he the vicktor
nigga dumb and he look stupid

(mobbu)
Yea alot of niggas aint makin out of shit
That blissful oblivion lookin nice when at 20 years
No hope or no faith with the way its lookin, so pull the trig
You might as well do it, cuz all your niggas been losin it
Yea your dreams have been wacked out, They gone thats fact now
Too focused on past tense, You let it all pass now
Dont care what the past meant, Dont care what you pass down
Dont care how you meet your end, as long as its right now
Get ready to bite down, Your senses are gone now
Your times comin up, So make sure you got the right amount
Aint no sayin goodbye, Cuz you been ready to die
And then your open eyes, and you can see all the light now

still here? feat. mobbu p. skotskr

afraid to call you.

w/ @issbrokie
prod. @killmiri

lyrics — https://genius.com/Issbrokie-and-supxr-necklace-lyrics

NECKLACE

NECKLACE!

Prod by @ssjchrome

Featuring @soraxleblanc & @zaptanicus

Lyrics~
[Mobbu]
Too many niggas see me as an idol
Know these numbers put these niggas in a spiral
Talkin shit but ima end this on a high note
Want me to stop, but i got me like 5 more

Bitch i aint common no more like, let you know how the top floor feel like
Shootin through holes, my career been a steel pipe
Alot on my plate but i finish my meals like boom
Like nigga now what is you talkin bout
Gimme a week nigga ill make a hunnid thou
Pop out the window, we shootin a hunnid rounds
Numbers too numbin, these numbers do nothin now

Body for body nobody can do it like me
Red on my shirt from my dogs makin noise, yea my niggas we causin a scene
I aint off a no drugs, half of you niggas too high off your rocker to get up to me
And the rest of you niggas been too busy fuckin on girls when you know that they only a teen

Like whatchu talkin bout, Watchu talkin bout
Tell me what they talkin bout, now what they talkin bout
Mobbu up to somethin now, he up to somethin now
No your god aint coming down, naw he aint coming down

[Zapt]
ima be honest nobody is competition
and u tryna be me theres a lot u missing
gotta pick up the pieces u gripping switches
and u docking them boats in the different digits
being better than pest but u hardly different
been in different positions u never switchin
make his x ask y she didnt get it
i switched over my coords so u wouldnt get it

cause my usb c and my micro it aim better
cause u is not plugged in like me
we putting static all over your damn channel
cause you aint got nothing to see
you not a rapper lil nigga you backpackin
so better stay off the streets
im really beating the 808s out of a nigga
just like when im changing the beat

you needa calm down lil nigga
for we get yo top popped lil nigga
my chop wanna hotbox u nigga
no i do not wanna talk talk
yea figure
you better get lost
you not the bigger threat
got you pussies all waiting with baited breath
for the next one to try it is surely dead
no remorse for a nigga i hardly met

like when i said i got 23ks
and the klan couldnt bother me no
she looking tall on a pole
you dont wanna talk lil nigga i know
that isnt part of my issue
go get em a tissue
cause everything you drop blow
it isnt adequate nigga u slow
and you back on my dick
while im back end dicking her
making her moan

you been surrounded by bums
so we not connecting
my usb c through
all that bullshit u been talking
my nigga im ready to meet you
my choppa it full of suprises
it got a gift so whenever we greet you
a magic trick to turn a solid nigga to a see through
had to relisten to it cause i forgot how my verse went

[Sora]
buddy see through, but he transparent like a png
got a shawty starin, now she feel embarrased, he a talkin money he aint seein me
made this shit apparent, double glockies pair it
airin out that nigga, wet him up he perish
shawty want me bad but i aint ever care if he want beef ima give this man another parent
if he really wanna beef ill make a nigga my son
nigga step to me you only try once
wolf wood big yappa on my waist
nigga wanna cross me made em try guns
shawty ride my dick, gave her pipe once
heater leave him roasted if he miced up
if you got a problem better pipe up
been here sittin quiet, nigga im done
cuz yall niggas talkin, now a nigga pissed off
you a lil bitch, im a big dog
what is that? diamonds on my wrist watch
talkin on me you get picked off
big body mayback sum like rick ross
leave my ex in space if she talkin hot
choppa on my waist goin give her lift off
sora quiet but the blick not
damn how did my pockets get fatter than you (naw its crazy cuz you're like fat as fuck)
clearly the music dont matter to you (how are all your songs bad)
you're usin that microphone, tragic abuse (that poor at2020)
now there aint no way that you aint embarrased, like how come a singer rap better than you
(now how did you let me outrap you, yall need to lock the fuck in cuz that shits sad)

Fonked out (prod. ssjchrome)

cold hearts and heated floors.

Spotify 

prod & feat. @snackingpeaches
Lyrcs soon~

Top floor feat. snacking peaches

Too Fonked (prod. W4ddles)

G2G Woo - Migo (Mahlo)

LEVEL

LYRICS:
yeah… uh... 
what about juice?
what about juice? 
you got juice? 
cuz I got juice
cuz when we juice
we get loose 

They said swagger… I said juice
They said muscles… I said juice

Heh — y’all don’t get it
Alright, let’s go!  
cuz y'all don't get it 
maybe I'll spark somethin' in ya
maybe y'all wake up

Walk in the room
Light flicker on me
Everybody start
Like they caught a disease 
Juice in my step
Got the world in a squeeze
Confidence drip 
Like it’s fresh off the leaves

Swagger on chill but the heart stay warm  
Smile so bright, it’ll bend the norm
Not talkin’ orange, not talkin’ grape
It’s the kinda juice that no one can fake

What about juice, what about riz?
What about style, what about flair?  
What about confidence?
What about smooth?
What about charm?
What about fun?  

That’s my juice
That’s my riz
That’s my style
That’s my charm
So hit me up
Don’t be shy
I’m right here —  

about juice, about juice
about juice, about juice
hey, ya feeling it?
make the juice yours 

y'all feel the juice?

what about juice? 
what about juice?

What about juice? What about juice?
Neo on the hook with the velvet tone
Em with the flow when I’m in the zone
Play both sides like I’m flipping a coin
Hard and soft, yeah, that’s how I’m coined 

juice ain’t clout, juice ain’t fake
juice is the glow when the real ones wake 
It’s the vibe, it’s the flair
It’s the spark in the room
It’s the bass in your step 
When you’re bringing that boom

What about juice, what about riz? 
What about style, what about flair?  
What about confidence?
What about smooth?  
What about charm?
What about fun?  

That’s my juice
That’s my riz
That’s my style
That’s my charm
So hit me up
Don’t be shy
I’m right here —  

About juice

feelin' the juice? 
I'm givin' ya the juice 

whatta ya going to do with it?

What about muscle? 
What about juice?  
What about soul?  
What about juice?  

What about money, the car, the suit
None of that hits like the vibe in the roots 

What about pretty?  
What about soul?  
What about winnin'?  
What about whole?  

You can keep chasin'
All that shine and ex'cuse
But I’mma keep shinin' 
I'm powered by juice

Who got the juice? (I got the juice!)  
Who got the juice? (We got the juice!)  
Sip it, flip it, vibe real loose
Life taste sweet when you pour that juice

Who got the juice? (I got the juice!)  
Who got the juice? (We got the juice!)  
Sip it, flip it, vibe real loose
Life taste sweet when you pour that juice

What about juice? (I got the juice!)  
About juice. About juice. About juice
I got the juice
About juice. About juice

Yeah… What about juice?
That’s the question
That’s the truth

so I'm askin' ya one more time...

you got the juice? 
you feel the juice? 
you groove to the juice? 
you vibe with that juice? 

you do? 
brother got the juice
you got the juice 
the juice 

the juice 

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JUICE (feat. T-CHAINZ)

AKA Shinzou | pfp/banner by @sahi_bomb
from the heart.. 🕊️
XIII

Fonked out (prod. ssjchrome)

mobbu

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