Lyrics

Throw them racks in the air, throw them bands up yuh
blowin smoke in the air bitch im gassed up yuh
yea bitch i dont care i cant fuck with ya
they told me life aint fair, and it fucks with ya

spending bands i dont care ima make that shit back
Smoking gas top tier and you smoking shit pack
I seen em running with my swag ima take that shit back
tryna flex on me with hoes, do you even have a rack?
hit my jerk, lean, swag, on a punk bitch
If i get the ball in my court ima dunk it
yea get my bag up ima run shit
Had to take my time with this shit i cant rush it

Had to take my time with this shit i cant go fast
i dont got no time just to talk with a broke ass
Counting up these bands bitch you know that i need more cash
Remember i was down on my luck, i cant go back
I cant fw a bitch whos obsessive
She see im coming up, she like oh i wanna sex him
I do this for myself i aint trying to impress them
I beat the game, 10 stars like its xStep

gassed (prod yxngi)

Artwork by 0mega Man
Mixed by 0megaFactor
#HKWD

Samples ! (Rondo) - 0megaFactor x 03osc [Produced By 0megaFactor + 03osc]

Im not the President * single *prod by narcix (music video)

Pullup let it hit now
let it rip now
sacrifice in vain 
yea dat boy aint do shit now
c it thru my fit now
aint concealin shit now
violent thots in my brain i might get it lit ahh

runnin thru yo shit bro 
nuthin worth the takin 
u just copy swag from the ones who swag makin
when i hit em up yea they never do no flakin
thats before i tellem bout the cash that i rake in

walk into the spot and u kno im watchin liveleak
im so antisocial idk why the hos love me
maybe cuz im slutty maybe cuz i own my swag
idc kick em out time to fill some body bags

i b lurkin round i be runnin round the city ye
i b runnin shit yea u kno i lookin pretty uh
i dont do no gunfights but u kno i hittem yuh
they about to breach and u kno im fuckin ready up

i been mia 
i been in my head
feelin like im better dead
thats the day they fuckin dread

saw that corpse out there
told him to come here
 do i look scared
do i fuckin care

walkin round w his head cutoff he a chicken huh
like a blood clot in the air it start to thicken huh
feelin like my vision dissapear i been drinkin huh
im a pyromaniac love the lighter flickin huh

pull up w a whole dam fleet its decay time 
every one come 2 me u gotta social climb
im covered up in grime im covered up in slime
she dont text me fuckin dry 
pullup its a good night

Pullup let it hit now
let it rip now
sacrifice in vain 
yea dat boy aint do shit now
c it thru my fit now
aint concealin shit now
violent thots in my brain i might get it lit ahh

I dont got much time bitch i gotta do it quick now
all deez biches gettin thrown in da pit now
weird like a fungal infection pullup to my section
u aint gettin let in hah haha

im so pretty yea haha
she left with me yea haha
one day ill b dead
but ill hit u first haha
piss up on yo dirt haha
yeah yeah

GoreOnline! (prod me)

spanish translation by @emigotbands

@3witch:
gotta keep it spellbook i dont need your feature
shoutout to my shawty yeah i really need her
know I might be next up watching out for leachers
play em like a game yeah fans in the bleachers
fuck you if you hate me school you like a teacher
they mad cuz they aint me im a fucking schemer
i been happy lately but im still a geeker
if they wanna make me ill go grab that heater
@montclaire1
smoking on that pack no I cant feel my face
god I love the way she kiss and bite all on my face
she got tats on her body it drive me insane
and I love my jewelry silver love it plain jaine
smoking on that pack no I cant feel my face
god I love the way she kiss and bite all on my face
she got tats on her body it drive me insane
and I love my jewelry silver love it plain jaine
micheal jordan hall of fame dont you talk down on my name
what that n**** flocka say go pour that boy sum haterade
i love getting drunk ill drink that shit just like some gatorade
me and 3witch on the track they need to throw a damn parade
---
traducción
@3witch
solo trabajo con Spellbook, no necesito tu feature,
saludos pa mi shawty, realmente la necesito
sé que podría ser el próximo, me cuido de las sanguijuelas,
lo hago como en un juego, los fans en las gradas,
chupala si me odias, te doy escuela como un profesor
ellos ’tan enojado porque no son yo, soy un puto manipulador
he sido feliz últimamente pero sigo siendo un geeker
si quieren aplicarmela, voy a darles con el calentador
@montclaire1
fumando ese pack, no puedo ni sentir mi cara
dios, me encanta la forma en que besa y muerde toda mi cara
ella tiene tatuajes en su cuerpo, me vuelve loco
y me encanta mi joyería de plata, amo mí plain jane
fumando ese pack, no puedo ni sentir mi cara
Dios, me encanta la forma en que besa y muerde toda mi cara
ella tiene tatuajes en su cuerpo, me vuelve loco
y me encanta mi joyería de plata, amo mí plain jane,
Michael Jordan, salón de la fama, ojo cono hablar mal de mi nombre
ese negro Flocka dice que le sirvas a ese chico un poco de Haterade,
me encanta emborracharme, me bebo esa vaina como un Gatorade
si yo y 3witch en la pista, ellos se ponen a celebrar

bleachers

bleachers w @montclaire1

(prod. armindidit)
mixx also by armindidit shoutout gang
#TOMBSTON3

lyrics: 
you aint seen a rack in yo life dont talk to me
everywhere i go i got that glock tucked on me
spend all my bands on drugs life peacefully
pussy talkin shit he get tote down got that piece on me

i was down but i been up recently
all i had was my choppa it was teachin me 
automatic bullets tell a nigga rest in piece
got some different bitches different flow yall wont get the recipe
how the fuck it hard to jugg but me it is so easily
bitch you borin with the money but im eagerly
i fucked the bitch i make her scream then i make her leave

peacefully

dyec (prod. lakeside) (ft. devilishheaven)

call me ranch cuz i b dressin (prod. ieatemoz) *2012**

prod. 88sigils / #careteam
lyrics:

[@isocharm:]
back in-
back in the function with a auto, i don't wanna talk
if that boy is talking shit to me i'll leave him up in chalk
i don't wanna speak in class, i don't wanna speak at all
i just wanna speak up to the microphone better than yall
i got 4 poles, hoe
might shoot up his torso
bitch i feel abandoned so i wonder where the lord go
i walk around stranded really wonder where that whore go
shorty off the coke, tryna cop a nigga wardrobe

yeah
i don't think they care what i say at all
i got a rpg, it's up on me, i swear i'll set it off
i got feelings that i can't help
hellfire in my mind, hoe
yeah that bitch is mine, i don't care if it's online, ho-
5 times, out of luck
tell that bitch to focus up
when i record opens, that's the only time i open up
i'll record my feelings on this bitch, i don't even give a fuck
really put my feelings in this bitch, i hope she gives a fuck
sell it like a auction
isocharm be bossin
they think that i'm bottin
they done really lost it
max caulfield, rewind in time, i swear i got it
i just wanna make some fucking music, don't need profit

back in-
back in the function with a auto, i don't wanna talk
if that boy is talking shit to me i'll leave him up in chalk
i don't wanna speak in class, i don't wanna speak at all
i just wanna speak up to the microphone better than yall
i got 4 poles, hoe
might shoot up his torso
bitch i feel abandoned so i wonder where the lord go
i walk around stranded really wonder where that whore go
shorty off the coke, tryna cop a nigga wardrobe

@isocharm - wardrobe

s/o @saddex333
Never Say Die comes soon... tell a friend

my lyrics:
only one on the scene i be deadstock
runnin laps take a nap at the rest stop
if you tryna step up get yo shit rocked
come to me i'll draw something omgpop
38 long clip call it petscop
feel like macklemore my closet from the thrift shop
jacobs ladder i been climbin to the tip top

think im runnin outta time need a wristwatch
steady grindin on my timin im just tryna make bank
hit his ass with the spin move call me faze rain
they could never count me out cause im finna take reign
steppin in this bitch til my feet get sprained
been this way 14 days we cant change
i dont fuck with the fakes cause that shits lame
on the highway speedin and im finna switch lanes
but i aint switchin on the guys tho
walk steady got the game on a tightrope
feel like uzi throwin money in a spiral
and my buddy keep a drum call it taiko
told the teller keep the 1s i dont like those
withdraw number lookin like a typo
put my life on display like a trifold
and im walking thru the city with my eyes closed

saddex lyrics:
just touched down now i’m back on my bullshit
we ain’t never stopping bitch i bet you wish we would quit
nowhere near the top you know we finna keep it pushin
you too far behind uh huh you better hit the books bitch
talkin down behind me hit 180 now the mood switch
sick and tired of dealing with your ass you got me too bent
turned to muddy waters once i started stackin blue strips
i ran outta favors miss me with your lil to do list
tab just lobbed me this lil open finna slam it break the glass
feel like hotel hell got hella hoes on camera showing ass
you too young for all that talking boy you better get to class
you talking all that talk but now i see you fallin on your ass
know it came with that drum shit gon give em whiplash
lead foot to the floor triple digit on the dash
i don’t wanna hear your music man just throw it in the trash
need to fly me to the chi the way this shit a summer smash

omgpop w/ saddex [p. tabris]

rest in peace antihoney 🖤

bambi eyed girl
i’ll take care of you

bambi eyed girl
i’ll take care of you
they want to rob you of your dignity and youth


they pull me, closer
yeah im doomed
while im alone they bring me closer, to the unknown
it’s like im less than you for you 
but i can’t decide no i won’t decide while im on my own
cause none of its real if you come closer 
i come down on my own
close your eyes
dream on
dear little child in the

sweet dreams

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