DEATHNOTE [prod. Oh bats]

Lyrics - 
Bitch are you mad cuz im better n bigger 
This stick on my hip put ah hole in your liver 
Bitch im too cold you stand close n you shiver 
Deliver these scriptures like I am the giver 
Said that im mean bitch go cry me a river 
I don’t got a sliver of care I can give her 
Hand on the trigger you should reconsider 
Send shots too his top like he askin for liquor 
My wallet jus thicker my following bigger 
Come try to act stupid you gettin disfigured 
I spin with some vigor 
N rip out his innards 
Then serve that shit up like it’s time for some dinner 
I’m twisted oh well imma kick it in hell 
All you pussies is funny like Keenan n kell 
I keep a tech but no kel on this belt 
N I’d lie if I say that I care how they felt 
I saw your pack n that shit never smelt 
Fuck ab him n the hand he was dealt 
I’m finna squeeze on this bitch till it melt 
Belt to ass im tryna give em a welt

BITCHAREYOUMAD [prod.QAWLU]

Art by : v1kkar
Lyrics:
It’s all in your head n it’s all an illusion 
I want em all dead ain’t no room for confusion 
This upgraded lead pack a punch like a fusion 
The noose on my neck started causin some bruisin 
I’m loosin my cool this ain’t cool I be trippin 
been foolin since school keep a tool don’t you listen 
I’m itchin too glitch cuz I’m sick of this bitchin 
It’s switches n smithens come pick what you gettin 
I boil with anger 
Put him on a hanger 
If SLXNDXR produced it this bitch is banger 
The fuck is you sayin I pull up start slayin 
I work for the free with the people you payin
I lay a display of the people I’m fraying 
I’m sprayin this k at they face while they prayin 
It’s all or it’s nothin 
Lil pussy be bluffin 
I’m stuffin this snub in his face no discussion 
I’m rushin he gushin now he what I’m puffin 
We up in this bitch I be baked like a muffin 
No cuffs for the clique we ain’t goin out easy 
I’m cold like ah freezie your bars are too cheesy 
Get greasy n sleezy keep pieces like reece
I told em it’s gg you smoke on a gg 
I choke on some za while I sit on this tv 
My bullets is hollow your shit is just bbs
I roll up my weed on yo mfn cds 
I’m out for more blood I ain’t signin no treaties 
I piss in his bowl while he eatin his wheaties
The key to be me is don’t care what they think 
Gut that boy like a pig in the mfn sink 
Glock tryna fuck em I think it’s a Twink 
Let em talk to this choppa no need for a shrink 
Dink it n it dink thru they heads inna blink

ITSALLANILLUSION [prod.SLXNDXR]

BTA!(JmoneyDiss)

Lyrics-

Bitch I let this razor blade decide his fate it’s far too late 
Bitch I’m far too great it’s no debate but I’m too full of hate 
I filled up my plate n left the state before I ever ate 
Married to this money ain’t shit funny bitch I love the bands 
Where I stand is where I want lil bitch you get in where you can 
Fans demand I hand em plans im cookin shit no pots n pans 
Gordon Ramsey in this bitch 
It ain’t no chance I’ll ever switch 
In my pants it’s jus a switch 
Next too the bands don’t even twitch 
On my mind it’s jus success 
I face this stress n get depressed 
He get pressed n put too rest 
He facin death n nothin less 
ain’t impressed cuz we the best 
You don’t believe come take the test 
I wish death get did like Beth 
He think he curry he jus Seth 
Smokin meth he think he better 
I get cheese more bread n cheddar 
keep a blade like master shredder 
Up this K give him a letter

IWISHDEATH [prod.lev!vthvn]

Mixed by : REZXREKT
Art by : v1kkar
Lyrics:
(Inkkisdead)

Bitch I been a menace since before you boys was even born 
Blicky spit a sentence let it fuck you like we makin porn 
Spinnin back again as soon as we see that they tryna mourn 
I ain’t even up it n he jumpin like we blew a horn 
Thought he wanna go too war 
Now he beggin like he poor 
bullets out the arp gon hit ‘em in his upper core
Swept em like a fuckin chore 
Damn this bitch a fuckin bore 
Shordy on my dick tatted n thick I wanna fuck some more 
Imma let this choppa his face off like a cannibal
We Lurkin in the dark im off my rocker like I’m Hannibal 
What the fuck is morals I be movin like ah animal 
I’m Walkin thru a fire with a hand that’s full of flammables 

(Rezxrekt)

bitch i got that heat
i’ll make your block down like some ice cream
weapons on my body
like im ready for a crime spree
talking on your story
but in person will not fight me
you run up on my bitch
then ima put your ass on live leak
always quick to lie
you bitches fake thats why im paranoid
pistol in my hoodie gripping iorn
not no fucking toys 
will you die or live?
i guess ill leave that to the dollar coin
you thought u was fr? 
i killed him just because i felt annoyed
bitch i been a menace
way before i even touched a gun 
now im fully loaded with like 3
its time to have some fun
pussy told me pull up
i said bitch are you fucking dumb?
ill spin around again and get him gone
i wasnt fucking done

bitch i wasnt done
lets run it back because i want some more
catch you talking shit
then ima be up at your fucking door
bitch i let it rip until theres bodies on the fucking floor
i dont give a fuck if youre outside
or in a public store
cus pussy we gon run that
if i make a move then
theres no chance for you to run back
ak 47 keep it loaded like we in a war
bitch we been a menace
since before you boys was even born

MENACE w/ REZXREKT [prod.ANATVK]

The paparazzis Out again 🐺✌🏾💕⚠️

Paparazzis prod by JXOX

Lyrics : 
{Inkk}

I wish death on all my opps 
These sticks so big they look like mops
I wish these voices would stop 
Cuz they jus wan see bodies drop 
Heard your song that shit was slop 
Your bitch ass should jus switch too pop 
I cannot fuck with no cops 
I harvest pigs like they some crops 

Grab his badge then stab his eyes 
I hate this system n it lies 
I despise the guys who hide they face behind some weak disguise  
Try n try I can’t deny my blood done puddled in my slides 
Beat his face then beat the case im Smokin great I be too high 

Why do I refuse to cry , the pain inside won’t break my pride 
Slidin by im movin sly my phone been dry okay I lied 
Pistol wit me by my side I trust nobody else too ride 
I N double K okay but years ago I really died 

I wish death on every opp
Why do you drop they always flop 
Take his top off like a pop
I love my bitch don’t love no bops 

Face a opp then face a blunt 
Bitch I do jus what I want 
Don’t come up here tryna stunt 
This thermal sight go onna hunt 
Sucker punched him from the front 
Then Kicked his head like it’s a punt 
What I’m Smokin this some runtz 
You stupid bitch you jus ah dunse

clips on clips get ripped to bits
You droppin shits I’m droppin hits 
off my rocker not my shit
Im too legit I’m truly sick 
Blicks on blicks 
My sticks equipped too spit at licks who talkin slick 
Pricks in ricks got sticks in flicks but when it’s time they hold they dicks
Tris n mix at random picks these boys be higher than they clicks 
Why they cappin say they trappin they ain’t ever seen no bricks 
I get paid too talk my shit 
Bad bitch all up on my dick 
6 shots on my hip like Rick

{jork}
I wish for death i keep a tech im poking holes up in his neck my pistol red it go thru vests and put that pain up in yo head

I wish for death I keep a tech
im poking holes up in his neck
my pistol red it go through vests
you feel that pain up in yo head

cocaine in my system get me tweakin
ah shit
BLOCK HIT BLOCK HIT
turn that shit to auschwitz
get in some predicaments 
because i love to talk shit
choppa orchestra gone make a hit like...
oh fuck...

666 thats on my clique 
im flippin brix and uppin blicks
bro hurry up and take a hit
ill lose my shit and call a hit
off my dick ill fuck yo bitch
she suck my dick and spit on it
i slit her wrist her pussy drip
AND ON GANG FUKK THE PIGS

{Gr3y}
I make body's hit the floor 
I make shawty cry for more 
I make niggas prey to Grey 
So maybe they can keep they soul 
Murder, money, that's my goal 
Drugs they starting to take a tole 
6 inch into his face, I use it till that fuckas dull 

Just like pain I cause destruction
Bullets faster ain't no running 
Stack my bricks, just like construction 
I shoot first ain't wit the fussin
Shoot his lungs he huffing puffin
Grip my blick, like dick im bussin
I walked in this bitch wit gang and them choppas yellin out "No Russian"

AY AY AY AY bullets rip through ligaments 
I wish death on everybody I might hit a citizen 
If that nigga acting up this Choppa give em discipline 
I just pull up to his house don't do no online bickerin
I just stack my dividends and get up out the way yuh 
Bitch I'm mixed wit black white that's why my name is GR3Y yuh 
Bitch I need my money asap, pronto, right today 
Bitch i'll slide, shoot up yo crib where tf you gonna stay?

IWISHDEATH v2 w/ J0RK & GR3Y [prod.obizhaesh]

HONOLULU

FUCKITREALFREESTYLE w/ GR3Y [prod.lilrahnera]

I THINK MY BLUNT KNOW JIUJITSU IM BOUT TO TAP OUT‼️‼️

ALL PLATS


OMB LINKS

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BTA!(JmoneyDiss)

IlyTae(@bigtaebaby)

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