prod. greentop

lyric:
(mumbling)
talkin on the gang we gon slide
do not try again nigga u will dieeeee
nigga u will die
hit em wit dat fyeee
nigga we gon slide
nigga in the skyyyy

b- b- b- b- b- bitch get out my wayyyy
slide on the nigga wit a k
we gon ruin his dayyyy
tell that boy get out my faceee
fell like kankan ima slayyy
spin on yo block like a bayblade
we ruin his dayyy

no luv entertaining wit a chopper
feel like the doctor of the straw hat
cus i got a chopper (no chopper)
finna cut him up like a doctor
d- d- doctor
finna stop that nigga movement 
i aint talkin bout door stopper
s- s- stopper

overpass that nigga know he angry (ur mad)
ended that nigga career now he cryin (thats sad)
that nigga said he gon quit music (im glad)
(i dont wanna hear ur fuckin song cus ur bad)

Ima pull up wit a choppa a a a
make him dance, ima make him do the cha-cha a a a
need some energy, I think I need some chakra a a a
got some bands on me, incase you wanna talk yuh

cutting like surgeon
deep inside her cervix
put him down the surface
pussy getting nervous 
shots through the curtains
(talking all dat shiii)
yea that takes a lot of courage 
thinking that it's working

bitch I fucked up, I can never get the signs
bitch I'm stuck up, I'm egoing people online
put yo guns up, before I take yo life
please just shut up, you're just a waste of fucking time

you don't know me
bright lights over you, you're dying slowly 
I'm the queen, bitch you know you is below me e e e e e e e e

##slide 🔫 w/1crusafix

stop listening to this song

prod wayza + ragedrugg
with @trustt + @prkrblu + @1crusafix

lyrics:
@1crusey
i-i-i i see tht ur mad ma-mad
dont give a fuck u u u uck
p-p-pull up with a blade 
body in the fucking trunk u-u-unk
i-i cant stop it i-i-t
im fucking up u-u-up
she just wanna fucking fight
out of luck lu-luck
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff

@trustt
why u mad
is it cuz im different?
fuck fuck fucked up
i can't see 
think i lost my vision
they gon talk down bitch
i never let that hit me tho
see me goin up rn?
i can't fold rn
ima stab u in the back 
ima make sure that u down
ima pull the knife right out
and i know that makes u mad
and i know that makes u mad

@prkrblu
uh-uh-uh-i-i be making money now they mad
i-i-i aint gonna listen that shit trash
uh-uh-uh-uh-i-i i be blowing off the map
u-u-u u be in ur twenties calling me a faa-bleep
im  with ellie we gon fuckin spin yo block
feel like crusafix cuz ima paint ur blood like ross
made that boy retire like its mo$h
and i feel like prkr plz go get a fucking job

@1crusafix
empty out da clip, hunnid bullets through his neck
steady talkin shit, u talkin shit up on da net
pockets fat like peter griffin
codeine what im sippin
tryna runaway, but my choppa got the distance
why u mad, ah-ah-ah-uh ah-ah
why u madd, ah ah -ah-ah-ah-ah
(wait)
why u mad? is it cause' I'm in my bag,
choppa shooting out, ill turn dat bitch into a tag. 

@1crusey
i-i-i i see tht ur mad ma-mad
dont give a fuck u u u uck
p-p-pull up with a blade 
body in the fucking trunk u-u-unk
i-i cant stop it i-i-t
im fucking up u-u-up
she just wanna fucking fight
out of luck lu-luck
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff

spotify

ur mad prod wayza + ragedrugg

bitch shut the fuck up (rifle)
bitch shut the fuck up (rifle)
bitch shut the fuck up (rifle)
yeah, yeah 
i’m on the come up (rifle)
so what i’m stuck up? (rifle)
bitch shut the fuck up
(shut up, clock in, and load up)

i-i-i-i-i-
i jus bought a rifle (YAOWWWW)
(target neutralized)
i’ll kill u while ur idle
one shot, bodies towered like the Eiffel 
look at the leaderboard, can’t get any higher

need a new supplier
i robbed my last plug
i know ur a liar
yeah, cuz ur bad one
ha ha
ur a fucking joke
ha ha ha ha
ur so fuckin-
ur so fuckin broke, but u lie about it
heard u got no bitches, go ‘head n cry abt it
i heard u roll w snitches, don’t wanna talk abt it
as quick as i get in it, i gotta walk up out it
cuz i’ve been on a mission, to stack up all the cabbage
n they ain’t ever heard shit like this b4
nooo
but u want sum more
she asked me if i know ‘@funnycore’?
well, yeah, of course
then i took all of her money
n her boyfriend’s Porsche
u should become nothing
go commit unborn
yeah the reaper’s coming
n no u won’t be mourned
yeah, i’m like Chester Stone in this bitch, when they see my fit, “God Muthafuckin’ Damn”
i put all the clothes on his bitch, and he still got the nerve to not shake my hand
they all acting different now
ima stay distant now
smokin evil vvizard vveed
i ain’t even hit my peak

i-i-i-i-i-
i jus bought a rifle (YAOWWWW)
(target neutralized)
i’ll kill u while ur idle
one shot, bodies towered like the Eiffel 
look at the leaderboard, can’t get any higher

[@1crusafix]
ive been at the top yea
why u on my cock bruh?
can u get a job?
no you're broke, and im u-u-u-up
a-ah-uhuhuh
now ur life is over 
smoking sticky icky pack, such a fuckin stoner
yea i hold dat rifle
knock him out no nyquil
bodies stackin in the room
stacking like the eiffel
shutup-shutup,
wait thats the wrong song
talkin shit on me
ah-ahah-uh
smash him in the wall

[@1mosh]
hate u pussy bitch, u wanna die?
bitch, u never treated me right
i dont wanna talk unless you wanna fight
ima go and snort another line
wtf are u saying to me?
lying so bad that u make me wanna leave
talkin shit but u behind a screen
what'd u say wtf do u mean?

[@v2nthan]
why u always tryna judge me oh my god
and you always startin drama
shoot em with the choppa
they checkin his vitals
onto the next target
it's part of the cycle
*uh- uh uh uh uh uh
told that bitch to get the fuck back
*uh- uh uh uh uh uh
crucify you with a tumbtack
*uh- uh uh uh uh uh
ask me why i'm goated bitch i practiced
fuck the chances imma put u on the blacklist


i-i-i-i-i-
i jus bought a rifle (YAOWWWW)
(target neutralized)
i’ll kill u while ur idle
one shot
click click click, reload, reload, reload

wizard weed w/ 1crusafix , mosh , venthan (breakupbreakdown)

produced by @1collapse
with @1crusafix + @proddime

yeah.....I made glitchcore again..my fault

lyrics:
[@v2nthan]
bitch i'm losing all my data
ask me where i've been i've been way up
and I played it like a game like it's sega
5 stars bitch rate us
he was talking crazy imma hit em with BO BO BO! [#pistol #gunlife]
give that boy a halo
let me sit up on my throne like a pharaoh
and im making all this gold up in pesos
what'd he say?
he was talkin crazy so we pull up let it spray
bitch im with the gang (gang gang) [hello?]
why he talkin?
mfs dead to the core call em rotten
and I know some pussies on the sideline watching!
told him watch his business
before this shit gets wicked! >:)

[@1crusafix]
b-blowin up, b-blowin up, im not fallin
t-talkin tough, t-talkin tough then imma stomp em
i-can't stop uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
it's a problem
bitch we is the best 
and you isn't in the column

i-imma catch you in the night time 
yeah I gotta strap and I keep it on my bedside
yeah I gotta strap and I aim it at his left eye
g-got some blood on my shirt like it's hair-dye

[@proddime]
(me and ven we)
smokin on ur mans
got a problem catch these hands
crusi in the (back) coutin up these bands
smokin on his pa- aa- aa-
u kno u cant get him back
that boy a snich that boy a rat
talkindown that boy get smacked

in the face
aa- aa- aa-
im wit yo hoe u kno we goin 3rd base
aa- aa- aa-
u keep talkindown we run up in ur place
aa- aa- aa-
i told that bitch to c'mere bitch i feel like jace
aa- aa- aa-

[@v2nthan]
give that boy a halo
let me sit up on my throne like a pharaoh
and im making all this gold up in pesos
what he say?
he was talkin crazy so we pull up let it spray
bitch im with the gang (gang gang) [hello?]
why he talkin?
mfs dead to the core call em rotten
and I know some pussies on the sideline watching
told him watch his business
before this shit gets wicked

pharaoh w/ 1crusafix & dime! (tonycomputerlove)

feat @1larry01 @1dog52 
prod @prodelxnce

lyrics (only my part):
yeah ur mad (@1crusey reference)
you ain't getting bank like me
yeah it's sad
i know your a clone of me
i'm your dad
and you ain't making no money
it's so sad, so sad

got a check i ran it up
yeah you say you up next
but your music fucking sucks
i got a choppa by my hip
let it spray, you better duck
yeah you say you up next
but your music fucking sucks

i got fire on me, let it blow away
why you talking on me, i'ma let it spray
yeah i'm better than you, in like every way
why you talking on me, i'ma let it ahhh

so sad w/ larry01 & dog52 prod elxnce

@wr3tch @v2nthan @lorrific
produced by @moonshopp


@wr3tch:
when we all up on ur block yea u know thats @v2nthan n me
i got cops up on my ass lik dey was molestin me
i got cops up on my ass but dey aint arrestin me
he gon die 2nite my choppa got da fkn best of me
shawty sendin mail cz i blocked all of her txts
i feel lik my name is @wr3tch cz my name is rly @wr3tch
fuck her once den kick her out
left sum bruises on her neck
i js couldnt giv a fuk ab these hoes cz im the best

@v2nthan:
i said go go
i dont wanna talk up the pole pole
kill everybody else i got the floor to myself
countin up the tally
we gon hit em wit dis shit yea he goin straight to hell
when we all up on ur block yea u know that wr3tch and me
we done put that boy to sleep like he off some ketamine
heard he talkin about us i told that pussy rest in peace
i got a choppa now they dead i guess it got the best of me

@lorrific:
im a fuckin winner
yo days gettin thinner
we gon run it down and me and venthan we gonna kill em
he gon catch a mag eating bullets like its dinner
know they askin how i did it but its written in the scripture
run up on yo block we take his life away
talking 365 yea we got him countin days
and i know im gonna make it know im goin all the way 
and i stabbed you in yo fucking back i hope you feel betrayed

GO! 🚦 - wr3tch + venthan + lor

caution

lyrics
(@c4v)
if he talkin down i might catch a body
sippin dirty im moving like a zombie
i told u im up next u gon watch me
20 bands last week now she want me

uh yea me n bro just ran it up
talkin bout u up next but u rlly fking suck 
u only got 1 check go n make urself sum bucks
i told u im up next tryna climb u outta luck yea

i slide w my pole on me like watch out 4 dat glick yea
i heard his crew was talkin down but i dont give a shit yea
it was all a joke til i started making bricks yea
told u so many times i cant fold on that bitch yea

(@omgisai)
i cant fold uh im over it
c4 imma blow a bitch
he got 1 chance and i think he fucking fumbled it
bitch he cold
imma make a rack then i double it
dont know what the struggle is
my choppa leave u tumblin
im over it
c4 imma blow a bitch
he got 1 chance and i think he fucking fumbled it
bitch he cold
imma make a rack then i double it
dont know what the struggle is
my choppa leave u tumblin

with my brothers yea
u cant go like that
ive been about it u cant take it u cant roll w that
roll the dice yea got no luck with that
we take him down, no he wasnt ever fighting back
with my brothers yea
u cant go like that
ive been about it u cant take it u cant roll w that
in the gutter yea we gon climb out that
we pull the choppa we gon put his ass in cardiac

(@14106lyn)
if he talkin down i might catch a body
sippin dirty im moving like a zombie
i told u im up next u gon watch me
20 bands last week now she want me

zombie

zombie w/ isai

REUPLOAD
WE BACK RUN ME UP BTICH

shoutout @dog52 for the fire cover art

@1dog52 @1r4ichu

lyrics:
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

uncomfortable w/ dog52 + r4ichu (t57thetank) (reupload)

Clearing out some old files, produced by @saiwai

Lyrics:
Whachu want?
Gas in my lungs, I can't even run
Saying crazy shit like fuck you on
Gotta move for the team, gotta put 'em at one

Like hey, don't fuck up my day
Got a bad bitch from LA
Like where you at? I'm moving this way
Gotta hit my step, gotta do my thing

I just be hitting my dance for real
Ya'll all on my dick, ya'll fans for real
I got this shit spinning like a hamster wheel
You flipping packs, show your hands for real
I really do not understand for real
You really don't get no bands for real
You fuck up and leave I'll be damned for real

Just gotta tell you how I feel
What we have I swear it's real shit
Can't describe how I feel shit
Can't keep this a secret
You give me everything I'm needing
And you always find a bandage
To stop my fucking bleeding

Whachu want?
Gas in my lungs, I can't even run
Saying crazy shit like fuck you on
Gotta move for the team, gotta put 'em at one

Like hey, don't fuck up my day
Got a bad bitch from LA
Like where you at? I'm moving this way
Gotta hit my step, gotta do my thing

Like scruff, you find it dumb
I got options I ain't waiting on
So much shit and it's weighing on
Would you say you're fading out?

Is you really gonna get with it?
I get fucked up, go to sleep spinning
So many texts I never went sending
You'll never know the shit I been in

Did I fuck up for good or not? 
I don't know if I'm really good or not
Did some shit I shouldn't have
I don't know if you should or not

Maybe I should've showed you
Did shit I ain't supposed to
So many nights I wrote you
So many nights I broke you

Gas in my lungs, I can't even run
Saying crazy shit like fuck you on
Gotta move for the team, gotta put 'em at one

Like hey, don't fuck up my day
Got a bad bitch from LA
Like where you at? I'm moving this way
Gotta hit my step, gotta do my thing

I just be hitting my dance for real
Ya'll all on my dick, ya'll fans for real
I got this shit spinning like a hamster wheel
You flipping packs, show your hands for real
I really do not understand for real
You really don't get no bands for real
You fuck up and leave I'll be damned for real

I just fuck up again and again
When it's all done, will you be my friend?
I don't wanna see this fucking end
Imma stay with you 'til the fucking end

This weight on my shoulder
She know I love her because I already told her
She the only one that really showed up
Way before I got my dough up

Whachu want?
I don't think that I wanna run
She gon' get me better like fuck what I'm on
Move for the team and put 'em at one

When I can't send a text
Or I can't spend the night
When I'm all by myself
And I miss how you would smile
You gon' throw me in the pile
I would walk 100 miles
You said it'll be okay
I knew it would be a while

Whachu want?
Gas in my lungs, I can't even run
Saying crazy shit like fuck you on
Gotta move for the team, gotta put 'em at one

Like hey, don't fuck up my day
Got a bad bitch from LA
Like where you at? I'm moving this way
Gotta hit my step, gotta do my thing

I just be hitting my dance for real
Ya'll all on my dick, ya'll fans for real
I got this shit spinning like a hamster wheel
You flipping packs, show your hands for real
I really do not understand for real
You really don't get no bands for real
You fuck up and leave I'll be damned for real




for real (p. sai)

notlieu - why would i

ran out of space on the other one :p

perobug blocked me xD

notlieu - why would i

notnotlieu2