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visions & scart - truce 🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️ (freger kutliss sleepyjugo)

bro i lost my favorite jacket.

🥝 peeps on song :
🌼p3rk (@p333rk)
- @p333rk


🥝 self prod 😊

🥝 mixed by me n p3rk

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jacket w/ p3rk

replay 2

prod @s1ninja
w/ @rans0m @admyrr @1gash @0arid @whyhaze @weial @reefuh

replay remix

prod by frost'd and qioh @imfrostd @qioh 
feat rans0m and visions @rans0m @vis

[me]
ha
56 round mag im totin my gunna
keep it 100 just like my drumma
fly out to new york then back for the summer
i keep a toolie, u get shot u done up
my choppa heat up it turn to a sauna
turn to a trackstar wit money i run up
shawty she fuckin wit me on the come up
ha
10 on my wrist, benjamin pocket
that boy he fucked up, put him on a locket
i keep a fn and nine by my rocket
u causin problems then ima go solve it
i up the chop make em wig split huh
got 2 glocks screamin like misfits huh
fuck around, get downed, now he missin, huh
ex-bitch on my line, say she missin us, uh

yeah
six shooter, .357, uh
wock in my cup thats my beverage, uh
im in the cut wit a bad bitch, uh
she wanna fuck wit my balenciaga
ten-tail mink coat, feelin like madara
i keep a chop on my
huh, yea
i got a chop on my hip, its tucked
i up the sprayer cuz i cannot fuck with rats
im on the top now that bitch she want some of that
im on eleven, my choppa got double tap
brodie just sent me some beats like "u fw that?"
30 my pocket, he get popped like bubble wrap
that boy not shooting shit, he play with rubber caps
make like 10 racks and then go back and double that
fly out, take a trip, roundtrip, like a cul-de-sac

[@rans0m]
50 round mag we gon let it loose
u a cop u a square just like a cube
u are not him u are not that dude
u are not him u are not that guy
kept on making jokes so we sent him to the sky
give a fuck abt a bitch cuz my eyes on the prize
wanna gamble ur life well i'll give u a die
he tryna gamble his life that boy die
just copped a plane oh my god i can fly
he claim he my brother well i knew he would switch sides
i could tell that that boy lied

[@vis]
step in the party and u know u ruin it
@rans0m and @aftrrs we mf doing it
.556 and we shoot him like a donut
yeah that boy a fat fuck, yeah he eatin donuts
pull up wit @imfrostd, we shoot up your section
that boy all up on my dick want a mention
pain
deliver pain like it's fed-ex
choppa make that boy lean back like a headrest yeah
shoot him like a movie on the screen
this shit explicit not clean
my shootas red yeah they mean
he need a donor he bleed
red
he leakin red
that boy an opp
nah that boy a fed
i said fuck graphite, hit him wit lead
we shoot his body that boy do the pledge 
(yeah, yeah)

[me]
ha
56 round mag im totin my gunna
keep it 100 just like my drumma
fly out to new york then back for the summer
i keep a toolie, u get shot u done up
my choppa heat up it turn to a sauna
turn to a trackstar wit money i run up
shawty she fuckin wit me on the come up
ha
10 on my wrist, benjamin pocket
that boy he fucked up, put him on a locket
i keep a fn and nine by my rocket
u causin problems then ima go solve it
i up the chop make em wig split huh
got 2 glocks screamin like misfits huh
fuck around, get downed, now he missin, huh
ex-bitch on my line, say she missin us, uh

SPOTIFY !

56 ft rans0m + visions

instagram @izziiv

shoutout @funeral 

@noahcoodin on ig for ur cover art ;)

murder for hire ft. funeral ( p. frostd x zeqish )

prod: @tonycomputerlove @hxppytears
cover art: @1crusafix
s/o @cassidydied
LYRICS:

(@prkrblu)
yuh, stuff his body in the attic
took a couple fuckin lives it isnt tragic
me injurd and crusafix we coming with the gadgets
hit him with the ak we making him feel static

y-y-yuh, wait, ima smoke this fuckin wood
i been making better moves, y-yeah ik i should
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh ima get the bag
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh uh yeah ik u mad
y-y-yuh, wait, ima smoke up all this pack
u be gettin no bread, yea its quite sad
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh ima get the bag
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh uh yeah ik u mad

(@1crusafix)
choppa blowing bah bah
riding in the drop top
maserati windows tinted
he dont talk he goin missin
beat his shit i am not finished
push his shit back
i wont ever fuckin lack
want a feature ima tax
i be making all these racks

(@tsundere)
all these bitches talk about it
i ain't get around
a-a-and my choppa got em aimed, yeah we gun em down
and we spend 100 rounds,
if he talkin bluff him out,
ain't no time for questions now,
he ain't want it now, he a-, h- he ain't want it now!
choppa running out, and we g-gu- gun him down.

(@prkrblu)
gonna gun him down yea we aint gon make a sound
gonna gun him down yea we leave him in the ground
y-y-yuh, wait, ima smoke this fuckin wood
i been making better moves, y-yeah ik i should
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh ima get the bag
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh uh yeah ik u mad
y-y-yuh, wait, ima smoke up all this pack
u be gettin no bread, yea its quite sad
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh ima get the bag
u-u-u-u-u-u-uh uh yeah ik u mad

#STATICC + 1CRUSAFIX + INJURD (TCL + HXPPYTEARS)

@prodelxnce @funeral @ieper7

rhymes:
bad bih wanna fuck
but i dont do no pity
cat it talk to me im over here like hello kitty
i just left my shot up on her back this not no ricky
inside of the whip is peanut butter not no jiffy
this not no skippy
rock balmain not dickies
i dont got a type but best believe it hoe im picky
all them hoes like pick me
start to feel like drake cause after one fuck they get sticky
picking up the mic in grade 11
they said i was goofy i was mickey
in the back seat of my whip im with yo bitch we hit a quickie
got the crowd jumping no hippy
big gun holding 50
we aint eating out 
but i got this bitch screaming tip me up
she like rip me up
my cup like sip me up
i dont got manners 
dont got manners
no insignia
met at the club and now im sinning out with cynthia
my bih bad they think she stream
we box em up supreme
with my whole regime
we take out your whole team
its not halloween
we bloody face not talking scream
i just bagged a baddie hoe it boost my self esteem
up this shit i cause a racket not the tennis team
im easily convinced, please dont pressure me
counting all these fucking racks im like the treasury
g lock in the tote i only tote deadly accessories
bad bitch wanna fuck i pick her up we get straight to it
this a big ass whip lil hoe
this a big ass unit
hundred dollar caviar bitch i dont even chew it
you aint met this glock before well let me introduce it
this a big clip, fiber we tote big shit
hit him in his chest hoe, promise we wont miss him
yea she let me fuck a couple times im getting distant
he think cause he got a couple ties he think he big shit
put his silhouette up on the ground, said im the best, pound for pound
she told me she wanna fuck, said turn around and gave her rounds
heard he talking shit my glock it rumble not the tummy sound
like the coconuts up on her chest i like her mounds
you better come correct, dick up in yo bih look how she cum collect
she know she cant fw me, she gave me that humble neck
my shooter a marksman he shoot that shit like boba fett
i brought the wock to Germany fuck an Oktoberfest
i feel like DJ Khaled hoe, yk we the best
bitch im riding in a ghost its like my whip possessed
every day my worth get bigger hoe its never less
nike sends me shoes themselves this shits youll never get
glocky on my side, thats my go to
now im up they want a piece like i dont know u

funeral:
boy you cannot hoe me, at yo block, they don't know you
see me wit this switch up on my glock, i'ma fold you, on god
they don't know you, they don't know dude
bitch i been a soja wit this rocket, it explode you
my choppa a fucking whore, i make this bih blow you
bitch i'm busting down yo door, my choppa explore you

say sum lil bitch, in the whip, got a ray gun lil bitch
say sum fa we play sum, get a case up in this bitch
say sum fa i make sum shit happen in this bitch
say sum pull a rack out pull a strap out and get hit

fuck yo reuputation, taylor swift, think i did something bad
why i smack the fuck out of his ass, he ain't do nothing back
tell him come and get it back in blood, he ain't een touching that
i'ma still do what the fuck i want, what yo bitch blushing at

fuck america lil bitch, i been a psycho
my life is so sick, but i'm so sick of all my side hoes
anywhere i'm at, these bitches go wherever i go
i'ma take a walk, yeenreally wit it, like i'm tycho

they think she stream ft. funeral [+ elxnce, vvspipes]

prod @prod_pk
w/ @kurse11 + @1crusafix

lyrics
i cant tell if i hate it or luv it
dont giv up that ez baby giv me something
cuz we could do that shit again
ill try not to trip when u run off w ur new friends
cutting off them ties had 2 cut off all them loose ends
i keep calling tails come to find out theres just 2 heads
i could read the room u all think im a nuisance
they think ima fool but ill tell ya i aint stupid 
they think ima fool but ill tell ya i aint clueless

uh uh uh (sh)
keep it down could u stop w the discussion
k' w me jus like im russian
had 2 get a bag
i turn nothing into sumthing
u can hav her back
i aint rly into cuffin
u aint have my back
u was always steady ducking
i can never do that shit again
u be on that fake shi
fuck around u get caught up in the matrix

(kurse)
Im hatin what ur doing
5 steps back and i had to fuckin prove it
Wanna shoot shots we could get right into it
Pistol on my back when im really going through it
I cant tell if i hate it or i love it
I dont got time for discussion
Know u wanna stab me in the back just for nothin
Know u wanna stab me in the back and i'm gutted
Runnin away, and you know i fuckin done it

(crusafix)
Im wit owen smoking pack
i-i cant even catch my breath
better watch yo step
bouta grab the tec

ima put it to yo fuckin face, now u fucking dead

oh my g-o-a-d, i can't stop now
me and owen on yo block, better watch out
ar-15 at his top, getting shot down
got my hater blockers on, haters blocked out

u keep talkin tough, yea u getting stomped out

tails w/ kurse11 + 1crusafix (pk)

prod @imfrostd @rioleyva @vendr

-

death's in the range 
all these pins and needles on my back, it rains
i don't know this sensation, its not the same
all this pressure taking form up in my brain
(ahh)
i depict her as an entity a god
she depict me as an enemy a fraud
don't know whats wrong
i need to stop, need to stop
i reflect on the obvious
eyes are all around me feel like i just got an audience
watching my life fuck up, why am i the one who's calling it?
feel like im just trapped inside, i just keep on falling in
fuck you, yeah my middle finger been the loner
cut you, straight from my life like you been the donor
wasting all my time, just tryna decode her
i say fuck you on the line, wish i could've told her
walk thru that bitch, steady step, one two
how do you feel, when this love wasn't true
downing anything i get my hands on, all my problems, they been hands on
watching from perspective of the view
(ahh)
i depict her as an entity a god
she depict me as an enemy a fraud
don't know whats wrong
i need to stop, need to stop
death's in the range 
all these pins and needles on my back, it rains
i don't know this sensation, its not the same
all these stress is taking form up in my brain
i reflect on the obvious
eyes are all around me feel like i just got an audience
watching my life fuck up, why am i the one who's calling it?
why am i the one who's calling it?

jacket w/ p3rk

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