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lyrics:
DARK ONE:
I BEEN CHUFFING ON SOME WAX IT LOOK LIKE TREE SAP
I THINK THAT THIS BEAT SLAP
I'LL KNOCK OFF YO KNEE CAPS
I BEEN LOOKING FOR MY OPPS LIKE 
WHERE THE BEEF AT?
I BEEN EATING WAYGU
IT GOT LOTS OF BEEF FAT

I BEEN CHUFFING MARY JANE 
SMOKING ON A GREEN PACK
HIT IT THEN I LEAN BACK
I THINK I NEED A CPAP
I JUST HIT UP THE PLUG CUZ I NEED SOME TREE STAT
HE KNOW WHERE TO MEET AT
THIS THAT NOT NO SEEDS BAG

I JUST MADE A FIRE SONG
I THINK I’LL RELEASE THAT
THEY’LL BE LIKE “HE SNAPPED”
FIND THE LYRICS READ THAT
I BEEN PILING UP MY MONEY IN A NICE NEAT STACK
I JUST DROP ELITE TRACKS
THAT SHIT IS COMPLETE FACTS

PUT THE MIC TO SPEAKER YOU MIGHT GET SOME FEEDBACK
GIVE A MIC TO A TWEAKER HE GON SPIT SOME WEAK RAPS
GIVE A MIC TO A SPIDER HE GONE GO THREE PLAT
NIGGAS AIN'T MAKING NO MONEY THEY CAN’T EVEN BE TAXED

I BEEN CHUFFING ON SOME WAX IT LOOK LIKE TREE SAP
I THINK THAT THIS BEAT SLAP
I'LL KNOCK OFF YO KNEE CAPS
I BEEN LOOKING FOR MY OPPS LIKE 
WHERE THE BEEF AT
I BEEN EATING WAYGU
IT GOT LOTS OF BEEF FAT

I BEEN CHUFFING MARY JANE 
SMOKING ON A GREEN PACK
HIT IT THEN I LEAN BACK
I THINK I NEED A CPAP
I JUST HIT UP THE PLUG CUZ I NEED SOME TREE STAT
HE KNOW WHERE TO MEET AT
IF YOU NEED SOME PLEASE ASK
IT’S GAS

BVDLVD:
Drop that verse and see the shell shock off the hand grenade 
you know I had to slave for years so I could activate 
I’m getting bank for days I’m flipping cash all kindsa ways 
any body fucking want it, man I’m plugged in 
got the World Wide Web straight bumping
from the search bar to the mosh pit man I’m fronting
im chemist making flames straight out the Bunsen
burning any man that wanna come in contact
but you can’t cuz your stuck in a contract
you ain’t on trap, you just rap off your own back
best know that I throw crap when I’m pissed off
need a Prozac and gold strap uh
come in clutch with the arctic optic 
got red dot you can hardly stop this
shot I’ve got the place that I’m docked In 
gods will if I pop that it’s locked in
and until then imma keep on top winning 
gotta make sure that the ops don’t stop feeling
like da next move I make is a whole killing

GAS! (DARKIE x BVDLVD) (PROD. 19AKIRA/FONY WALLACE/YVRIKVN BXND)

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NO COMPLAINT

(Yo, put in on dow-)

Switchblade in the back of my pocket, 
you know I’m in for the profit, I always aim to get my money up Stupid niggas only be looking to get they funny up 
If I see em come around they know they getting muddied up, 
don’t give a fuck 
I’ll pop out on like any nigga, keep it tucked on waistline, you know I am not fucking wit the play time 
You can’t rhyme, you know I’m only riding wit the best, got the foo foo niggas stressed, I’m on the block and never need a vest

Introduce a nigga face into my timberland, 
I got my oppas shivering, they’ll never play wit me again 
Walk into the party and my diamonds glistening, he wasn’t listening when I told him I’m boutta up it on him 

Think about me so much that I’m prolly in ya dreams, rockin old supreme, while I’m takin a shot of Jim Beam, you switched teams So now I think it’s justified to make ya fuckin bitch cream, you know I’ll take ya life away on live stream  (Aye, aye, aye, aye)


Aye,
Bitch I hop out the Beam
Aye,
Bitch I walk out the Beam
Big steppa, and I'm Big Double D
Big steppa in my Louis V/Supreme

I can't walk, watch out, I might slip
From the 9-5-4, bitch we still on fuck shit
Gang gang, if you ain't gang you can't hang
You so broke, what you on for?
Noctvrnl Gang, its what ya bitch say
I'm sippin drank, put my whole three in a Lemonade
Bitch on my dick, aye
Because I'm cool, aye
Finna pop up on this pill like ooh, aye

I'm in the same damn shit that I been in, pussy
Imma pull up on yo bitch, she gon suck up on me, suck up on me
Gang
From the 9-5-4 to the N-Y-C 
Bitch it's Big Double D


Me and my boys in NYC, and we poppin shit
I walk into the Rick Owens store, cuz I'm coppin shit
Rick Owens shorts, big pockets, I be droppin shit
Take that nigga out of the photo, we be croppin shit

Big bands, big pile of money, with the opulence
Everytime I ride the subway, hop it, they ain't stop us once
Everytime I ride the subway, leave a sticker on the seat
Dark liquor, brown liquor, I like all my liquor sweet

I smoke grabba-leaf, not so swisher sweets
I'll take a Bacon Egg and Cheese, don't be cheap with the meat
It's 3AM, but a nigga starving and he gotta eat
I'm smoking so much weed that the stars are not that far to me
I'm sorry, bitch ass nigga, huh, pardon me
Didn't see ya there, I guess you're just hard to see
Lil Darkie, that's a tough act, hard to beat
I see them tryna spit, but this rappin shit's a part of me

HOBKNOCKER FEAT. XATOKAI, EDDISON, LIL DARKIE

lyrics:

blx:
fully automatic when i’m writing w the pen 
me n brokie finna kill the beat again n again 
roll a blunt n think about like every time i took a rapper n his ego to the end  
when they try to phone a friend 
cut a hand off 

i really wanna make him a puddle so let him rebuttle 
im really bouta muddle his iminate death 
like a little bug he finna scuttle know he sweet like a truffle 
n lackin the muscle but damn now he bound to ascend 

got problems they coming up again n again 
really ego every local rapper here cuz i can 
really beat a bitch up like i’m kan w a kan
knows it’s blxup who the man im the man 

you a fuckin fan but i understand cuz im me 
he a lucky man cuz i got the fan w the beam 
but i let him pass for the week cuz i need pack yeah the green passing the blique opps when i spaz on the beat 

lil bitch better get it right now when i speak cuz i hate when i gotta repeat myself 
i don’t care if he punch up on me w this pelt on 
take in that damage n rain down hell for em

bitch i’m knowing he a square 
workin metal shoot it tick em like a box 
it ain really fair when i got the power to undo his bullet moving back the clock 

got a blade n i up it 
like fuck it 
i’m peeping a vessel
i gut it 
inhabit the carcass 
i plug it
w rapping ability money n craving to cut it 
like blxdesmith do 

“well blx i heard you be doing this”
“n blx i heard you be doing that” 
that’s lies 
i’ve fucking had it w the cap they spread im finna get em fed up w the lead n killed for they crimes

JESSIE N JAMES! (FT. ISSBROKIE!) [SAINT URYA]

allegedly

I think I'm Losing her

It's 2 am I'm steady trippin on computer words 

Give u the gun I said can u be executioner 

If theres a god then someone's gotta be the lufcifer


Yuh yuh yuh get the pack then I go and zip it up

I remember times where I ain't have shit now the paper stacking up 

I walk alone up in the night I said like no one dap me up

Can't pass me up  can't feel my face I put my pain inside a cup


U was my special person inspiration for my verses

But ever since u fucking left I've never felt so worthless

U was my audience to me I had to close the curtains

I put my soul up out for auction im looking for a purchase 

I know my momma disappointed tryna find my purpose

But if I don't then I might die I watch my body flourish

And I've been tryna fill that void I'm always fucking searching 

But at the end I'll just be under all the hands of surgeons


Batter up no idk know said I dont know no nobody 

I feel alone when I'm with people what's wrong with my body

Self destruction was a curse I turned it to a hobby

But now I cannot function without a blunt can someone show me something else show me something else 

I cannot breathe it's seems I'm just tryna please everybody

Pick up the phone the only answer imma get is when the devil call

All I wanted was for me to go and hold somebod

If I jumped off of the bridge like would you even care  would you even know at all



LOSIN’ HER (PROD. SIXTHSIN)

MURDA MELODIES (FT. 870GLIZZY) (PROD. SIXTHSIN)

vocals and lyrics by shteppi and thorne baker
production by mac kay

(shteppi // verse 1:)
waking up to 3pm sunlight
head is hurting n my stomach feelin sick
somethings keepin me up way past midnight
i can’t afford to give a fuck bout what it is
my medication aint workin like it’s supposed to
i’m so anxious, feel like bugs under my skin
i got my homies hittin me up “is u alright?”
i just tell em “yeah it is what it is”

(shteppi // chorus:)
let me know wassup i might come thru
thats if i can get outta bed that day
so scared what my heart n my lungs do
i aint new to this shit boy i been afraid

(thorne // verse 2:)
livin in my head a bit too much, gets uncomfortable
not sure if i love you, at most i think you're tolerable
yea yea
oh no
oh god that's terrible
yea yea oh no
(oh god that's terrible)
i know that youre sound asleep
ill be up alone again,
wish you could wake up and see how im doin
(oh god that's terrible)
wish you could wake up and see how im doin
call my friends but they dont hear a word i say
trapped inside an echo chamber baby its ok, i'll go away

(shteppi / thorne // chorus:)
let me know wassup i might come thru
thats if i can get outta bed that day
so scared what my heart n my lungs do
i aint new to this shit boy i been afraid

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