save her (alyx)

Surplus+ (February 5th 2021)

ft. @bodygaard prod @dltzk

Checks, ft bodyGaard (jane)

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT BUT PLEASEEEE LISTEN TO MY OTHER MUSIC LOL <33

@1gash
@cld
@prod_pk
@ogbrayam

wrist w/ gash & cld (pk & brayam)

prod @fum1ko x @mycorpsebridee

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/29FnLibFZbC6hd6MSESIky?si=ebedead0bf8140d9

@fr4nkii
@1aubry



LYRICS:

[me]

i got 2 glockies pointed at ur mf face
we gon shoot him from above he wont see the light of day
feel like jack im the ripper we gon take his fuckin face
we gon get into the bag we gon get it either way
bitch im going ghost, shoot him w suppresor 
make sure he dont make another noise
yea i got the stick and u got a little damn toy
orange on ur tip, what im shootin its a movie
got another clip imma shoot till he stop moving

double barrel w the shootgun (fah, fah)
we gon take his life away 
u gon find him in a alleyway 
we gon leave him in a bodybag
when i pull up to the spot u already know whats up
i got diamonds on my neck they glissenin u cannot touch
heard u talking on my name but little bitch u cannot find me
bitch we shootin from a distance little bitch wont get around me

[@fr4nkii]

money in the cut 
i dont give a fuck
smokin on a green (tps)
then we booted up
c-c-choppa make a sound
hit him 100 rounds
w-w-why does everyday feel so wasted
like a psycho dont need no emotion
leave him in a bodybag
he gon die from a heart attack

[@1aubry]

chasin molly chasin green
im w shawty fuck u mean
???
smoke his pack up (fah,fah)
cuz he fw me
bring the mac out imma pierce his lungs make him weak
got a glock, got a pistol, hit em with a missle
yea im makin wave, little bitch we make him ripple
imma turn him to a cripple, racks on me i tripple
he is not a dog but my choppa make him sit tho

[me]

choppa tearing off his ligaments
all my shots they hit, they never miss
yk we on top and u never gonna be like this
poppin tags bitch we rich as shit
AR got another clip,
we gotta put u in ur place
cuz pussy boy u new to this

double barrel w the shootgun (fah, fah)
we gon take his life away 
u gon find him in a alleyway 
we gon leave him in a bodybag
when i pull up to the spot u already know whats up
i got diamonds on my neck they glissenin u cannot touch
heard u talking on my name but little bitch u cannot find me
bitch we shootin from a distance little bitch wont get around me

Spotify

bodybagz ft frankii + aubry (fumiko mycorpsebride)

on all plats
lyric vid: https://youtu.be/j59xggCh7VI

i jus spent a bag mhm made it back 
n i jus dropped the top on god where u at
n they talkin shit, they jus want me to react 
ima put u inna chokehold bitch how is that
oh u wont make the playlist
people quick to talk but they always on tha same shit
i been chasin guap all year wbu bitch
i been sippin cup, now ill let the fuckin clutch slip
bitch ill drive u like suburban
hella sippin then we swervin
yea i mean to make u nervous
im not gna close the curtians
n its like we in slow motion
hella wavy like the ocean
bitch im sippin on sum potion
they want me to start the notion
yeah im w my suicide squad
livin life like i got mods on 🗿
bitch u know i hit the fuckin track
i said throw it back
and u know we drivin way too fast
i wont come in last

@diegointhedark
bitch 
you cannot surpass 
ziplocks stuff em with the pack (yuh)
bro is fucking malding 
i know that you’re hella mad (yuh)
it goes both ways
stole my heart 
don’t want it back 
stick gone hit some bodies 
clip got bullets and some souls attached
you wanna leave n i don’t blame u
choppa gonna bang u
no plates on my car 
red and blue lights in the rear view 
moving off a bar 
when you’re fucked up they all fear u
moving off a bar 
what’d you say? 
i didn’t hear u ..
u got dropped bitch 
way too toxic 
needle to the veins 
since i’m running out of options 
bro you’re all the same 
all the swag 
y’all fucking lost it 
i stay in my lane 
everyday 
cuz i’m a boss bitch
baby everything you said 
stays inside my head
memories i made with you 
eat at me inside my bed
look into your eyes 
and i can see another life 
the love that you give me 
feels like such a different type 
wonder if it’s all forreal 
or just a miracle
xanax got me spinning round 
just like i’m on a merry go
grab the K and shoot to kill 
it’s time to end it all
knew our love was fake 
just like plastic 
just like ethanol

watch this
she told me to muhfuckin stop it
u dont wanna fuck w me cuz u not in tha cockpit
im jus like the fbi ill put u on my watchlist
jus b careful think theres blood up inna moshpit

react w/ diegointhedark (avit)

produced by @terastic and mycorpsebride
s/o @lorrific

music video: https://youtu.be/v12UVvZLig0
[ALL PLATFORMS]
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/68bFyeMN43DGHM3NARukoz?si=qfEQGmkrTqKfjTzaEpRgpw

lyrics:
[@v2nthan]
shit, did i shoot the wrong target?
scope to his head got a bounty cuz he's wanted
want it, imma spend my money on the market
go go go hit the gas and we start it (x2)

no, nah it ain't worth the risk
and i've been getting guap but i still feel like shit *toot*
like i said i've been getting guap, getting fucking cash
and you keep saying you wanna get me back, for what?
we been enemies for like 40 months
40 months is 3.33 years if nobody knew that
never make a move, cuz you take too long

like, hold up yeah i know i'm impatient
avoiding me at all costs i call her a racist
and i know that's fucked up
know that he a pussy told him test my luck fr
@lorrific my homie yeah we tight
556 end his life
can you let me make it right
if i see that pussy know that it's on sight

shit, did i shoot the wrong target?
scope to his head got a bounty cuz he's wanted
want it, imma spend my money on the market
go go go hit the gas and we start it (x2)

##WANTED 👮‍♀️ (tera, mycorpsebride)

prod @fum1ko

with gang @whosdiced

lyrics
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@outfed
all i think abt is commas
thats omm
im with the team n we counting dollars
another dollar
chop wet u up like water
thats on ur daughter
nd i wouldnt expect much more with no father

i been paying my dues
so for once can brother eat
n these 7.62s
rite on target hit his spleen
u dnt ever shut up
all u talk abt is beef
n im steady going up but i want balmain on my jeans
i want jordans on my feet
ion even want the trap i js want my bro 2 eat
n u kno how it goes
talk on me get put to sleep
n u kno how it goess
talking out ur neck we're taking teeth
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@whosdiced

he keep talkin on the net cuz he a lame bitch
i dont fuck wit fakes bitch
talk around they walk around saying all the same shit
i just think that they are basic
middle to that bitch cuz i know she gon do the same shit
beam on his chest he mustve thought that shit was lasik
yeah they wanna be me
he keep talking net but i know he gon take it to the fuckin tv
cannot see me but im moving freely
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commas +diced (fumiko)

Lyrics :

i got what u want
ur hoe wanna fuck
i jus iced out my wrist 
that’s sumn u can’t afford yea
i’m gon pop these pills, till i wake up on the floor
my plug he stay mobile
 on the road like he on tour yea

imma count this guap
u counting nothing
u ain’t rly tuff 
there ain’t nobody u bluffing 
pls stfu
sick of hearing all ur bumbling
go str8 2 the top 
like i turned nothing into something
bitch
i’m gna take the stage
u ain’t making moves
u ain’t rly making plays
i cant fw u
(u act like a lamee)
if u want u could pull up
end up on the tip of my blade

that’s my shit i’m sayin’
u never listen :(
it’s like u dunno a thing abt me
y tf u dissing?
its like all ur music sucks
drop a new song!
but no one listens....

always on my dick ur bitch gimme head n u kissed her
oh aah oh aaah oh aah ooooh aaaaaaah



@prod_permafrost
I got what you want now
Don’t start running sniff you out like I’m a bloodhound
Making money that’s why they call me a cash cow
There’s no reasoning with you can’t find some common ground
I just count my stacks up
That’s all I want I’m grown up
Baddie in my room and you know we finna roll up
We drinkin too much taking shots straight from the Dixie cup
Stomachs in knots guess I’m caught was it setup?
But I’m worth something
I’m counting all these benjis like it’s nothing
Making shitty choices facing repercussions
And I’m second to none there’s no discussion

do ik u? w/ PermaFrost (Prod ttenoji x nixxon)

struggle ft cdougy

Gen party (feat. SheLove9 & 30backks)

prod @prodelxnce  @kuraiiii
feat @trevmas 

rhymes:

ya i fucked up i know that
u said u luv me baby ya u gotta show that
i got, 2 k's for ya face ya i wrote that
2 twin glocks ya they make u do arobics
cut u out the pictures, lil baby
know i had to
punchin the wall because im pissed
i coulda had u
lost it all because i hate
when u got attitude
dropped the ball because
u didnt say i had to

ya i know u and u know me
ya evil hates u cuz u a phony
they like "kkypr can i kick it wit yo homies"
im like "nah we a tight circle makin money" 
ou ou ou gotta watch my back
check both sides to make sure they do not attack
wit my bros you know that we could never lack
oh shit gotta reload, gonna b right back

i got these diamonds on my choker
place my bets, like im playing fucking poker
i swear i never sleep
ya thats the end of me
eyeing u from down the hall cuz u a enemy

ya i fucked up i know that
u said u luv me baby ya u gotta show that
i got, 2 k's for ya face ya i wrote that
2 twin glocks ya they make u do arobics

[trev]

I gotta listen to my own advice
I told myself this wasn’t good for me a hundred times 
I bet the money line
Love rolling the dice
You brought me to life 
I’m paying the price 
But that’s some shit that I just gotta do
I lost all control
That’s some shit the bottle do
I ride with the pole 
That’s some shit I gotta do
That bitch took my soul
Right out of the blue

Put the past in the past
Blow the gas let it pass
And I’m down on my ass
Shawty I need you bad
Shawty you need a bag cause this money coming in fast
He talking we blick his ass
Too much blood for a rag

Tbt she throw it back like Thursday
She here on my worst days
Won my heart I gave her first place
We playing wordscape
Said she love my wordplay
Bodies hit the ground
Earthquake
Blow his candles out
Birthday

Devilish dude
Bitch I’m one hell of a guy
We bulletproof the whole outside of the ride
Plenty of drugs take them one at a time
I don’t like you no text back
Sorry bae that’s that

And that’s that, baby yea that’s facts
I don’t even want my shit back
Why can’t you face facts
Year and a half wish I could just fucking erase that

if ur reading this comment fart <3

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aerobics w/ trev mas

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