here’s a full 15‑track SSWIFTDVBZ playlist to ride the wave 🔥. I’ve mixed his new drops, freestyles, and raw SoundCloud gems so you get a full spectrum of vibes:

Dude is actually fire, go stream him here!

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SSWIFTDVBZ Ultimate Ride Playlist (2025 Edition)

LYRICS:

Yeah, I'm half rich, but I ain't frontin',  
Got a little paper, still out here stuntin',  
Half in the game, still playin’ for the win,  
Got the hustle in me, but I'm just tryna fit in.  
Designer on the low, but it's knockoff drip,  
Still got dreams, just tryna flip this script,  
Mansion ain't mine, but I'm still in the mix,  
I’m half rich, baby, but I’m countin' my clicks!  
I'm half rich, livin' in between,  
Got a taste of the life, but it ain't pristine,  
Sippin' apple juice, but the budget's tight,  
Workin' on the dream, but it's a half-lit night!   
I’m at the top of the bottom, nowhere near the peak,  
Half rich, got the game, but it's kinda weak,  
Got a Benz, but it's leased, still a flex on the street,  
Half-rich dreams, but I'm workin’ for that seat.  

AYY AYY AYY WORKIN FOR THE MONEY
AYYYY
WORKING FOR THE MONEY
AYY
WORKING FOR THE WORKING FOR THE 
GIMME MY GOLD CHAINS OUT HERE
WORKING FOR THE MONEY
(WORKING FOR THEM BANDZ)
THATS MY GOAT RIGHT THERE
(looking for the money)
THATS MY GOAT RIGHT THERE

-VERSE TWO-

Yo, it's Brandon, 15, runnin' through the game,  
Chasin’ every dollar, man, you know the name,  
Hustlin’ hard, grindin’ like he’s grown,  
While the other kids play, he's out here on his own.  
Stacks on his mind, yeah, he’s chasin' the green,  
Flippin' every hustle, got a vision unseen,  
Parents say slow down, you’re too young for the ride,  
But Brandon's got ambition, let it be his guide.  
Brandon’s 15, and he’s out here chasin' dough,  
Got the grind in his veins, watch his money grow,  
No time for games, just a dollar to tow,  
Brandon’s on the rise, and he’s takin’ it slow.   
He’s workin' on his side, makin' moves with finesse,  
Stackin' up his paper, ain't no time for the rest,  
Learnin’ the game, watchin’ older dudes flex,  
But he’s ahead of the curve, call it money success.  
Selling all the merch,(cap) got a brand of his own,  
Got the mind of a boss, way ahead of his zone,  
Fifteen with a dream, never scared to go big,  
Brandon’s grindin’ hard, ain’t no stop to his gig.  
Brandon’s 15, and he’s out here chasin' dough,  
Got the grind in his veins, watch his money grow,  
No time for games, just a dollar to tow,  
Brandon’s on the rise, and he’s takin’ it slow.  
So if you see him out here, don't forget the name,  
Brandon’s the kid who’s playin' a grown-up game,  
Fifteen with the vision, watch him take that fame,  
Chasin’ money every day, Chasin' money every day!!

HALF RICH

LYRICS:


Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (spillin’)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (ceilin)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (rah)  
Backseat girl too villain (skrrt)  
New much juice, can't hold it (nah)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (what?)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ (woo)
Pop one, I see stars (stars)  
My cup look like Mars (red)  
Rick Owens lookin’ like scars (scars)  
My whip got wings like Charizard (skrrt!)  
Shawty said “you got sauce”
New bag came from Prague
Too much juice, I flood (flood)  
Spill on her lace, no rug (what?)  
I’m that guy, no maybe (maybe)  
Whole lotta juice like baby (baby)  
They want clout, that’s lazy (nah)  
I want a vault like Jay-Z (woo)
Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (spillin’)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (ceilin)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (rah)  
Backseat girl too villain (skrrt)  
New much juice, can't hold it (nah)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (what?)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’


*(CHORUS)*
Too much juice, I’m spillin’ (drip)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (nope)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (huh)  
Backseat girl too villain (rah)  
Too much juice, can't hold it (hold it)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (bye)  
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ (floatin’)
New much juice, I’m spillin’ (drip)  
All this drip, no ceilin’ (nope)  
Woke up rich, no feelin’ (huh)  
Backseat girl too villain (rah)  
Too much juice, can't hold it (hold it)  
Neck froze up, I’m golden (bling)  
She want love, I ghosted (bye)  


**[Verse 2]**  
I just copped that rare (rare)  
Glisten like I care (care)  
Whole outfit unfair (drip)  
Even my dreams got flare (drip)  
Pulled up lookin’ like theft (what?)  
So clean, might get arrest (rah)  
Juice on me like crest (shiny)  
Can't stop now, no rest (nah)  
I'm too up, now I can't crash (can't)  
Juice run deep like splash (splash)  
Balenci', cost that dash  
You ain’t got juice, just flash (flashy)
Too much juice, I’m sippin’ (sip)  
They dry, I’m floodin’, slippin’ (slippin’)  
She ride like it's transmission (vroom)   
Too much juice, can’t fake it (nah)  
Whole new wave, I make it  
Old me gone, upgraded 
Now I drip so loud, they hate it
Too much juice, can’t fake it 
Whole new wave, I make it   
Old me gone, upgraded  
Now I drip so loud, they hate it 
Too much juice…  
I’m drippin’, I’m drownin’, I’m faded…
I got that juice on overload (uh)  
New drip came with a code 
Even my shadow froze 
I just float, no motion 
Whole lotta ice, no ocean 
Girl in the back too open  
Brand new keys, no lease  
Backseat throne, not seats   
I don’t drip, I leak 
Juice too new, it glitchin’  
Drip too wide, it’s slippin’   
Mood too cold, I’m distant 
Can’t stop now, I’m lifted

*(CHORUS)*
Too much juice, I’m spillin’   
All this drip, no ceilin’   
Woke up rich, no feelin’   
Backseat girl too villain 
Too much juice, can't hold it   
Neck froze up, I’m golden   
She want love, I ghosted   
Too much juice, I’m floatin’ 
New much juice, I’m spillin’   
All this drip, no ceilin’   
Woke up rich, no feelin’   
Backseat girl too villain 
Too much juice, can't hold it   
Neck froze up, I’m golden   
She want love, I ghosted   
Too much juice, I’m floatin’

2 MUCH JUICE

LYRICS:

Watch your mouth ‘fore I really react
Say the wrong thing, get your ego smacked
This ain’t rap, I don’t do it for claps
One wrong move, get popped like caps
Talk real loud but your story all cap
Act real tough but your aura say "nap"
My dogs don’t bark, they snap and trap
Catch one fade, get left in your lap
Better pipe down, I don’t do no threats
You runnin’ your jaw, but ain’t broke no sweat
This ain’t Twitter, we don't post regrets
We show up quick — no time to reset
Watch your mouth, that tone ain’t it
Say one word, and the whole room flip
Tryna act bold? That’s a bad-fit script
Might catch five like a post-game clip
Better fall back, don’t get involved
This type of smoke don’t ever dissolve
We pull up calm, then problems get solved
Ain’t no peace when respect gets robbed
Why you speak if your heart ain't in it?
Real ones move with the weight each minute
Mouth run wild, but your soul ain't in it
That lip gon' write a check, we’ll spin it
See, silence gold, and talk is cheap
But some of y’all chirp like y’all can’t sleep
Got no wins, just L’s you reap
One quick jab, and you fold up deep
Say less, move smart, stay sharp
‘Cause I don’t throw hands just to leave a mark
I aim for pride, I break the spark
Push me once — I light the dark
Watch yo mouth cuz this tone ain't it

(CHORUS)
Better watch your tone, better watch yo tone, better watch your tone, before I break your jawbone. (X2)

WATCH YA MOUTH! (FT. Nat James & Secret!)

LYRICS:

(CHORUS)
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah


  
Crashin' out, can't stop, I’m burnin' bright  
Demons in my mind, yeah, they tryna fight  
Swingin' on 'em like I’m fightin’ for my life  
I crash out hard, no rest, no light  
Crashin' out, I can’t feel, but I feel the pain  
Demons in my chest, they all speak my name  
Treat 'em like opps, in the fire we’re the same  
I crash out, let 'em know, I ain’t playin' no games
Late nights, I’m talkin' to the shadows, no peace  
Tried to pray, but the silence won’t cease  
Used to be love, now it’s war, no relief  
Every word, a bullet  I’m fightin’ my grief  
Creepin’ through my mind like a storm with no sound  
Can’t turn it off, gotta shut it all down  
They say I’m lost, but I’m fightin’ the crown  
A king in the chaos, won’t let myself drown

(CHORUS)

Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah

(HESI PART)

i cant take my chances in the world im not into Hollows Epho make demon run like scorp i’ll push you back 10 times over and i aint never really scared i know that god is my soldier if i was to up and leave right now im up in heaven with my brother we gon be rejoicin with the crowd singing holy wit one another i think you should give your life to god, believe in christ it aint no other soakin up the word like im a sponge, pineapple under sea
Epho tryna spread the word dont got no time for unbelievers
Keep my Bible Close Mordern Weapon, Boy i love my NLT Mortal Kombat Demon Pull Up, Knock him off his feet, Get Temptation out my life, put me on your soccer team
I like Lotify my work, with tracers rounds up in my magazine
Aresnal of Scripture, keep it long just like a Limousine
Stay up in the word, it do me right, feel like Creatine
Remember what i said in that other song, i got Lil Fo Offended
He Told me be kind to the people so i aint bein mean
His Armor like cologne, i got it on, boy i got it on
he saved me for the real, not the fake, Jesus aint a phony
Frontline, steppin bout the lord Epho win a -
Takin Demons out, im talkin bout Left, and Right, Get these demons off me
and this beat majestic, super smooth, Remind me of lawford
eatin on the word early morning, im not drinking coffee
backed in in my sin, i prayed to God he got it changed for holy
whats up? down up boy i know my games is holy
I Said my Abba Comin back defend the night, i know my jesus coming
praisin jesus christ, im down the street, and my speakers stompin
Lil Epho im on a Jerk Beat, I might get to Crumpin
Get up out that word i cant hang with satan, he play you like a trumpet
I Cant keep no lies in my circle, cuz i got it trusted
Im with the army of the lord, if we with satan, then we finna rush you
run up on that cross cover me in blood, from my head to toe
Grabbin on my faith i stank it up just like a toliet bowl
Dont believe in sinner i speak jesus thru the northern pole

SSWISS CHEESE PT. 2 (feat. HESI & EPHO)

where my dad at?

Clock hands tap Morse code, a slow jam with no chorus
Still I orbit thoughts, torch lit, mind porous
Time warps like vinyl loops in warped crates
Replay mistakes, fate’s baked in warped plates
Caught in a vortex, wore specs to see clearer
But the past got mass, objects appear nearer
Minute hands pickpocket plans, vanish hours
The tick a sick trick, power drips like sad flowers
Laced in a hoodie stitched with star maps and scars
He barters bars for Mars rocks and memoirs
Iron mask melt slow in the forge of regret
Still he etches each breath like a forged cassette
Memory palace with halls full of static
Dust on the mantle, smell of spellcraft and panic
A manic mechanic, rebuildin’ moments in rhyme
Like Doc Brown with a crown, tryna freeze time

(SSWIFTDVBZ)
Villain spit stillness, kill switch syntax
Mapped minds like a thief that gift-wraps syntax
Pages fold inward, verses like wormholes
Slip a simile in soup, serve it in burnt bowls
He looped days like tape spliced by monks
Where the monks wear Timbs and quote Sun Ra in chunks
Lurks where the hours dissolve, dusk-colored
Voice like a jazz loop dunked in moth butter
Clock face cracked — he laugh, “it adds flavor”
Scribble sonnets in the dark, mask on like a savior
Each line a fossil, encased in beat sediment
He meditate on loss with a villain’s etiquette
Ain’t no rush — time bends to the pen stroke
He write rhymes that age slow like trench coats

(KrXno)
Even silence got rhythm when the villain walk
Footsteps sync with the ticking of a hidden clock
He ain't preach, but the sermon got a snare hit
Dropped gems in the soup — peasants never dare sip
He hop trains of thought, boxcars full of riddles
Syntax tight, looped twice like moon middles
Forked tongue speak codes to a beat’s soul
Wrote bars in a cave with a spoon and a cheat scroll
Talk cryptic, glyph-laced linguistics
Smoke curls from the pen — that’s physics
Tea cold, but the soul steam eternal
Plot from the margins like a cloak-wrapped journal
Villain in the trench, lens cracked, mind frayed
Still scripts blueprints on beats that time made

INK & ETHER (FT. SSWIFTDVBZ)

LYRICS:

Steppin’ in the ring, I don’t talk, I perform,
Every line land heavy like a hundred-man storm.
Opps throw shade, but I shine through the hate,
I’m the quiet in the dark that decides your fate.
No cap, I’m a phantom with a pen in the booth,
Every rhyme’s a blade, every word’s the truth.
Never need fists when the bars hit deep,
Opps fold quick when the wolves don’t sleep.
Pulled up silent, left ‘em stuck in rewind,
Whole crew shook, like they read my mind.
Ain’t beefin’, I’m feastin’ — that’s word to the wise,
I just kill ‘em with the skill, no need for disguise.
Fuck what they talkin’, I’m built for the smoke,
Came from the gutter, turned pain into quotes.
These opps all bark, but they ain’t got bite,
I’ve been killin’ with the pen since my first street fight.
No love in my chest, just fire in my soul,
Every bar’s like a shot, I don’t miss, I control.
Fuck peace — I spit war in a verse,
I don’t pray for my enemies, I lace 'em with a curse.
Catch me in the dark where the real ones thrive,
Opps talk tough, but they run when it's live.
I ain't throwin’ hands, I throw lines that cut,
Put a name on the track, and it’s ashes and dust.
I’m the calm one in the storm, the grin in the grave,
The fuckin’ kingpin of the booth, not a slave.
Never begged for a crown, I just took what was mine,
Now I piss on these rappers like I’m crossin’ the line.
Fuck what they said, I ain’t here to play nice,
Came for the throne, now I’m rollin’ the dice.
Opps talk big, but they soft in the chest,
Say my name once — I leave no smoke left.
No smoke left, no soul spared,
Pull up with bars like I just don’t care.
Whole scene quiet when I step through next,
Say it with your chest or get chin-checked.
I don’t do sneak disses, I address it direct,
Turn your whole squad ghost, show the scene disrespect.
Came up from nothin’, now I’m all in their heads,
Still ten toes down while they beggin’ for meds.
I ain’t flinchin’ when the threats get loud,
I’ve been walkin’ through fire, y’all just part of the crowd.
Talkin’ 'bout beef, but they vegan in heart,
Only time they throw hands is when they clickin’ a cart.
I spit pain, spit truth, spit facts in flames,
I ain’t never dropped a verse that ain’t fucked up names.

RUN IT UP! (FT. EthoSuave)

LYRICS:

On my mama, I was raised round hitters, I ain't never froze
Shorty caught a body last week, now he just want some more
Ain’t no talkin’, we just stalkin’, mask on, kick in the door
Caught him lackin’ by the store green light, now he gone fo' sho
Told lil’ bro, “Be smart,” he said, “Big bro, I’m tryna score”
We don’t do no passes, if he opp, then he gon’ meet the floor
Slimed him out like snakes in grass, camo’d up, we trained for war
On my mama, we gon’ get him, ain’t no runnin' when it’s time
He was dissin’ in them captions, now he sleepin’ with the slime
If I said it, then I meant it  I won’t cap, I won’t rewind
He got hit and said “I'm hit!” but that boy ain't got no spine
My voice in my head like “Go get back, don’t let it slide”
So I’m lurkin’ in the bushes, hoodie tight and full of pride
Seen his cousin, that’s enough he related? He can die
Ain’t no tears when we outside, we just up and let it fly
Ask the city, they gon’ tell you who them real steppers be
No attempt, we do it clean he ain’t breathin', rest in peace
Spin again, just like a loop if he live, then we repeat
On my mama, ain't no peace, just revenge until we eat
On my mama, we gon’ get him, ain’t no runnin' when it’s time
He was dissin’ in them captions, now he sleepin’ with the slime
If I said it, then I meant it  I won’t cap, I won’t rewind
He got hit and said “I'm hit!”  but that boy ain't got no spine
On my mama, I can’t trust no soul, these streets be full of lies

(SSWIFTDVBZ VERSE)

Look, I was in that cell with lifers, real ones who ain’t never told
Came back out and caught a case, but beat it, lawyer did me cold
Now I’m back up in the field I keep steel, no centerfold
He was tough up on the net, now he stiff and centerfold
I don’t talk too much in public  if he tweak, then he a ghost
Heard they slid and missed my homie, now they toast, we do the most
This that backseat with the switch, with the gloves, and nothin’ post
This that “Mama lost her son,” and they still don't know the host
He was talkin' on my cousin, now he sleepin' with his cousin
Karma quick, we caught him lackin', now the case just got a dozen
Ain’t no duckin’, ain’t no bluffin’, all that woofin’ lead to nothin’
Ask the block, we got it jumpin’, left his whole gang huffin’, puffin’
On my mama, we gon’ get him, ain’t no runnin' when it’s time
He was dissin’ in them captions, now he sleepin’ with the slime
If I said it, then I meant it I won’t cap, I won’t rewind
He got hit and said “I'm hit!” but that boy ain't got no spine
On my mama, I can’t trust no soul, these streets be full of lies
Lost my brother to a backdoor, now I look in every eye
If he blink a little wrong, that’s a sign, he gotta die
Ain’t no mercy for no opps  we send shots, not alibis

ON MY MAMA (FT. SSWIFTDVBZ)

OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS!

LYRICS:

Ridin' ’round wit’ that stick 
She in my bed, take a flick 
Chrome on my pants, I’m lit 
Don’t even talk, just hiss 
Ugh! I’m on Mars wit’ the clique 
Hop in the whip, then I drift 
Neck like a glacier, it drip 
Walk in this bih like a myth 
I got fangs, no cap 
She love the way that I snap 
No soul, blacked out 
Codeine dreams, I nap 
Heart cold like ice 
Pop one, then I float 
Don’t call my phone, no ties 
I don’t play no roles 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Vamp mode, we don’t sleep, bruh 
Fangs out when I creep up 
I’m the reaper, nice to meet ya 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Blood red seats in the Beamer 
Too gone, I might delete ya 
I'm in my own world, no subpoena
Racks in the back of the trunk 
I put that boy in a blunt 
Neck on froze like a tundra 
I took yo’ ho to Wakanda 
She wanna ride in a spaceship 
I don’t do talkin’, I face it 
All black fit like a Mason 
Mask on tight, I’m Jason 
Walk in the club with my fangs out 
He talk slick, now he rang out 
Chrome Heart belt, let it hang out
Geeked off red, not the same now
(She like “Brandon, you changed now”)
I don’t know you nigga
I don't know you nigga
I don’t fucking know you!
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, I can't die 
Look in my eyes, you’ll see fire 
All of my opps get denied 
I don’t do love, that’s a lie 
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, born to ride 
VVS tear when I cry 
Hop in that 'Rari and fly 
Bih got fangs like me 
We don’t sleep, we feast 
All night runs, that geek 
Pop that tab, I’m free 
I don't play fair, I cheat 
No soul, I’m elite 
Pentagram on my tee 
Penthouse top, no lease 
I’m in that mode again 
Twin Glock twins like codeine twins 
She in my line, tryna sin 
I told her, “bring a friend”
She do what I say like I’m Zordon 
I'm not human, I’m foreign
Neon light drip, I’m glowin’
Ain’t no slowin’, we soarin’!
Yeah, I just blacked out in the Maybach 
She said “you cold,” I said “say that” 
I see through lies like a face tat 
They copy my swag, I hate that 
Chrome Heart lens, can’t see no opps
All of my bros got beams on Glocks
Never go broke, I bleed that guap
Put me in Hell, I still won’t stop 
Talk to the mirror, he don’t talk back 
I'm not real, just a format 
Plug hit once, now I orbit 
I’m not me, I’m morphin’ 
Hunnid round drum, distortion 
All of my fits imported 
I got demons I talk to nightly
All of this drip, unsightly 
Yeah… walk through walls like ghost 
Bih got fangs, she do the most 
Vamp life tatted on my throat 
Heart gone, I left that boat 
Crashin’ the scene like “who dat?”
Too many hits, no comeback
Fell in the fire, came out black
I'm from Mars, that’s no cap (brrr!)
Skull in my cup, I sip that doom (doom)
She off shrooms, she floatin’ too
No rules, I’m born to lose
Still came first, I bent the truth
Uh, never had fear in my chest
Ink on my neck like death
Jump in the mosh, make a mess
I don't want fame, want rest 
NO MIND,  I don’t think no more
NO MIND, I can’t feel no more
NO MIND, I this not real, I’m sure
NO MIND, I can’t sleep, I soar
NO MIND, I diamonds red like war
NO MIND, I she crawl on all fours
NO MIND, I that’s my final form
NO MIND, I rage till I’m reborn
I ain’t got a mind no mo’
I ain’t got a heart no mo’
All I got is rage and glow
Blood on my coat, let’s go
(vamp,vamp,vamp)
I just popped out with the static 
I'm not human, I’m graphic 
She wanna bite me, addict 
I’m in the cut like fabric 
No heart, no soul, just havoc
Red eyes glowin’ in traffic
Plug too wild, that’s magic
Neon wings, I’m blastin’ 
High off nothin’, I tweak 
Balenci moon boots, sleek 
I don’t text, I delete 
If you ain’t slime, don’t speak 
Got no ceiling, no peak 
Whole clique glitch, no leak 
I'm in Hell with the keys
VVS drown, I freeze

BLOODLINE! (FT. KrXno)

LYRICS: 

Used to post up where it’s hot, now I post up in the stu (facts),
Told the gang, “don’t call ‘bout them,” unless it’s somethin’ I gotta do.
Too much heat in my past, but the vision crystal blue,
Put my pain in a verse, now it slap when it come through.
I was beefin’ with some ghosts, they don’t even show they face,
Now I’m beefin’ with the booth, tryna kill every 808.
I forgot that boy existed ’til I scrolled and saw his face,
Ain’t no threats in my lane, I got deadlines and dates.

Remember runnin’ with that blick tucked, hoodie on, all tense,
Now I’m runnin’ up these numbers, gotta hustle, not revenge.
They still postin’ up for clout, I been postin’ dividends,
I ain’t soft, I just grew, If it’s pressure, we gon’ spin. (Don’t get it twisted)
I forgot that’s opps, I’m too focused on the drop,
Used to plot a block, now I’m plottin’ for the top.
Got a label tryna talk, got my tape about to pop,
I don’t hate, nah man, I don’t even think about the opps. (nah)
I was raised on the code, yeah, I bled for the set,
Now I’m tryna feed my brothers with a check, not a threat.
Used to slide with no mask, I was wild, full of sweat,
Now I’m slidin’ to the booth with a verse full of steps.
Told shorty I’m locked in, no drama on my plate,
She said “you changed,” yeah, I changed my fate.
Still got it in me, don’t test my grace,
But my energy too pricey to even waste.
They be tweetin’, I be schemin’ on a drop date,
My whole hood know I’m next, it’s not up for debate.
Could’ve crashed out, but I hit the brakes,
Now I’m cookin’ up songs, tryna raise the stakes.
Could’ve slid last week, but I let that ride (ride),
Could’ve lit the city up, but I chose to write.
They still throwin’ shade, I’m in rooms with lights,
My name ring bells and I ain’t even signed.
Chain still dancin’, pain still lingers,
I been turnin’ trauma to tracks with fingers.
Still got aim, still move like a thinker,
But I’d rather hit charts than pull that trigger.

(if my dad is listening, you a faggot, nigga)

JERKMATE FREESTYLE

OUT NOW EVERYWHERE!!

LYRICS:

(waze verse)
Run it, I run it, I run it 
Countin’ the money, I done it 
Hop in the whip and I gun it 
Look at me, boy, I’m stunnin’ 
Pigs in the sky and they spinnin’ 
Whole lotta racks and I’m winnin’ 
You talkin’ but I do not listen (nah),
I triple the bag and I flip it 
Fast flow, dash flow, don’t stop 
Big chain, wrist cold, ice drop 
Big smoke, opp talk, get popped 
185 beat don’t flop (never).


Fly, fly, fly, pigs fly (fly),
High, high, high, sky high (high).
Lie, lie, lie, big lie (cap),
Why, why, why, can’t try (yeah).
(X2)

(SSWIFTDVBZ VERSE)
Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m gone 
Money be stackin’, it’s breakin’ my phone 
Hop in the coupe and I’m switchin’ the zone,
Drip on my body, I’m freezin’ the chrome.
Talkin’ that cap and I don’t wanna hear it 
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’ in spirit 
Chasin’ the bag and I’m chasin’ the digits,
I triple it, flip it, I double, I get it.
Fast lane, no brake, don’t stop 
Backpack, big racks, no prop 
Ten toes, I rose to the top,
One shot, one drop, get popped 
Pigs fly, sky high, don’t lie,
Whole vibe, big time, I’m live.
No sleep, I grind, I shine,
Whole beat, I ride, trip-line.

[KrXno & waze verse]

Chain on my neck and it shine like a star 
Whip go “vroom,” I don’t care what you are 
Walk in the room and they point from afar 
Whole lotta smoke, I’ma raise up the bar 
Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m fast 
Whole lotta hunnids, I’m stackin’ the cash 
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’, they laugh 
Sayin’ I can’t, that’s stuck in the past 
Do what I want, no leash 
Cookin’ it up, that’s feast 
Flow go beast, unleashed 
185, no peace 

(waze verse)

Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m on 
Money be stackin’, it’s breakin’ my phone 
Hop in the coupe and I’m switchin’ the zone,
Drip on my body, I’m freezin’ the chrome.
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’, they lift 
I’m makin’ it happen, I triple the flip 
I’m laughin’ at rappers, they talkin’ they quit,
I’m snappin’, no cappin’, I’m runnin’ this shit.
Fast lane, I’m movin’, I’m zoomin’ 
Whole lotta smoke and I’m boomin’ 
Chain on my neck and it’s coolin’ 
Look at my style, it’s a movie 
Backpack, big racks, stack 
hip black, no cap, dash 
Talk slick, get hit, flash 
Big drip, can’t miss, splash 

(SSWIFTDVBZ & KrXno verse)

Whole lotta dreams that I’m chasin’ 
Whole lotta time I ain’t wastin’ 
Pigs in the sky, it’s amazin’ 
Flyin’ too high, elevation

pigs fly (feat. KrXno & waze.) [PROD. SSWIFTDVBZ]

Mimi (feat. SSWIFTDVBZ)

No closure (feat. waze)

samples: back on 74 - jungle 
Higher - sonata

Out now on ‘PURIN’

HOLY SMOKE // ASHES

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i think we collectively as a scene need to harass people like anthony fantano and other music critics to review and platform our albums and big projects. we haven't had representation in the mainstream music world since skrillex and people are so unwilling to platform bass music because they associate it with 2013 vine memes but a lot of people are truly missing a huge piece of music that is happening.
with syzy's new album, yvm3's first EP, and hvdes album (and some more projects im privy to (bejalvin)) dropping we need to push these projects because things are changing. we should embrace the alt electronic

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SSWIFTDVBZ Ultimate Ride Playlist (2025 Edition)

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