Isn’t this the same Beat as offline of Wyatt with rel Dojin ot some😭😭😭

@trustt @1crusafix
s/o @fourdavid
(ON ALL PLATS)
wowee please like :3

Lyrics:
talkin down u need an emt
i cant hear u fuckin scream cus my ears bleed
catch me hangin from the ceiling
i dont wanna see the end turn off the tv

bitch we right outside ur home
bitch im inside greasy grove
bitch im trapped inside my phone
all theses pussies wanna fight one shot in his dome

bitch we right outside ur home
bitch im inside greasy grove
bitch im trapped inside my phone
all theses pussies wanna fight one shot in his dome

@trustt verse:
throw the money round the room
think i put a curse on u
they like how tf u do it?
thats jus what i do
i dont rlly have a clue tho
i jus make it work tho
ask me what my secret is
ill jus say no
get out of my face
if u want bread,
put it on ur own plate
im with gicc its up
when we shoot u better duck
idgaf
ima put him down wit cuts

@1crusafix verse:
mix it up
a-and they tell me im da one
b-back it up, b-back it up
i can taste it on my tongue

im wit gicc, im with trust
a-a-and we countin bucks
got a stick in a trunk
and we takin out his guts x2

u can stop, fill him up wit shots
going down like stocks
got a glock, it can pop
i-if u wanna talk

EMT w/ trustt + 1crusafix (mycorpsebride)

@1crusey
@akkir0
@prod_pk

@deepinparis:

boy you not on the team
boy you not on the gang
still dont fuck with patty he a fuckin lame
i dont wanna talk bout it stay away
i dont wanna talk to you get out my face

boy gon pull the straps up
steady gettin packed up
if you stay there flauntin all them racks you get em snatched up
you showed me your new song it was shit its really bad bruh
everything will be okay we're gonna get our racks up

@1crusey:

yeah pull up with the gang get my racks up
i cant worry bout no bitch better pack up
pussy boutta eat my bullets like he fat bruh
i cant worry bout no bitch i never lack bruh

im about to doxx him
im about to pop him
bitch im makin profit
talking tough im about to rob him

@deepinparis:

boy you not on the team
boy you not on the gang
still dont fuck with patty he a fuckin lame
i dont wanna talk bout it stay away
i dont wanna talk to you get out my face

boy gon pull the straps up
steady gettin packed up
if you stay there flauntin all them racks you get em snatched up
you showed me your new song it was shit its really bad bruh
everything will be okay we're gonna get our racks up

@akkir0:

we gon put em on the ground 
take a picture, yk that i frown 
smoke a swisher, smoking out the pound
when we pull up we gon drop a hunnid rounds
bitch yk that we wont stop 
say he wanna get sum plays, 
so now he gonna drop
steady talking bout me, 
but that boy he gonna flop
why u trynna be something that u were never not

@deepinparis:

boy you not on the team
boy you not on the gang
still dont fuck with patty he a fuckin lame
i dont wanna talk bout it stay away
i dont wanna talk to you get out my face

boy gon pull the straps up
steady gettin packed up
if you stay there flauntin all them racks you get em snatched up
you showed me your new song it was shit its really bad bruh
everything will be okay we're gonna get our racks up

##packedup ft crusey & akkiro prod pk

prod: @erdo

SPOTIFY LINK: https://open.spotify.com/track/5VojVuSIbA0lsZAHQU49gq?si=76c6d798200e43b1

LYRICS:
(@prkrblu)

is u dumb or is ur brain rotting i cant even tell
keep that sticky by my side i cast that shit off like a spell
yea we dump that body back inside the river like oh well
got her from the west side i hit it like a bell

hittin up the bank im only running up zeros
he knew i was coming but he couldnt even hear tho
he thought i was done but ima shoot him like a free thro
hitting all these high notes
if he gon fuckin try me then well oh

WELL MY GUN IT RADIATE
SHOOT MY SHOOT I LET IT BANG
U WERE ALWAYS JUST A LAME
U COUNTIN STARS IM COUNTING CAKE
WELL MY GUN IT RADIATE
SHOOT MY SHOOT I LET IT BANG
U WERE ALWAYS JUST A LAME
U COUNTIN STARS IM COUNTING CAKE

(@1crusey)

bands out imma bring the bands out
talkin he a fan now
bullets thats a man down
p-pull up wit a weapon
told him get to steppin
send dat boy to heaven
blowin national tragedy

chops out
i brought the glock out
pussy wanna talk up on my gang
i let it pop now
i-if he try to best me (ya)
thats on lock down
i been sippin actavis im moving slow 
cant walk now
uhuh

(@prkrblu)

up w crusey on this mf beat
me and bro took p3rkies now like we cant even see
i feel stressed imma kill yuh, thats my remedy
feels like everywhere i go these mfs stalkin me like

HOOLLD UP
IM THE ONLY ONE THAT WANNA GO UP
HAD MY 1ST BUT NOW I NEED ANOTHER GLOWUP
PUSSY SAID HE WANNA FIGHT BUT HE AINT SHO UP
if he gon fuckn try me then well o

WELL MY GUN IT RADIATE
SHOOT MY SHOOT I LET IT BANG
U WERE ALWAYS JUST A LAME
U COUNTIN STARS IM COUNTING CAKE
WELL MY GUN IT RADIATE
SHOOT MY SHOOT I LET IT BANG
U WERE ALWAYS JUST A LAME
U COUNTIN STARS IM COUNTING CAKE

RADIATE☢️☢️☢️ + CRUSEY (ERDO)

feat @1larry01 @1dog52 
prod @prodelxnce

lyrics (only my part):
yeah ur mad (@1crusey reference)
you ain't getting bank like me
yeah it's sad
i know your a clone of me
i'm your dad
and you ain't making no money
it's so sad, so sad

got a check i ran it up
yeah you say you up next
but your music fucking sucks
i got a choppa by my hip
let it spray, you better duck
yeah you say you up next
but your music fucking sucks

i got fire on me, let it blow away
why you talking on me, i'ma let it spray
yeah i'm better than you, in like every way
why you talking on me, i'ma let it ahhh

so sad w/ larry01 & dog52 prod elxnce

produced by @advxrse
it feels good to be a gangster

lyrics:

[@vihefoie]
i cant stop it
why these haters on my cock bitch
i could never fuckin lose
and u know this
that boy talkin down on gang
cut his neck off
and my bullets gon
take his fuckin cap off

cut him like a discount
countin all my racks now
bullet 2 his fuckin chest
yk we wont back down
send that boy to god
yk he aint go 2 heaven
we gon take his fuckin ear
make him deafen

[@2weary]
are u deafened?
learn a lesson
me n vihe in the back
with a weapon
30 in my system
fuckin wit my vision
v- v- vision (vocal chops)

yeah i feel like venthan
cuz im fuckin brown
heard he talkin on the gang
he gon catch a couple rounds
ordinance dont frick around !!!
body in the fucking ground
glock wit supressor
it wont ma- ma- make a fuckin sound

[@advxrse]
like why tf he in the call
you hadda come fuck it up
ion wanna hear u talk
hop out tha whip and dump the mag 
we leave yo body in a catacomb
boy get yo ass up off that pedestal 
you aint got no medal bro

its fuck what u claim 
boy quit acting like you famous
i know they talkin abt me
but i cannot hear what they sayin
fuckin clone get off of my dick
you copying my cadence 
im on go bitch i do not got no patience

[@fvckriv]
get my money up
countin hella fuckin bands
she like wtf
i fin run it up
shawty in my dms
tweakin up
feel like alt0
running out of luck

choppa with extensions
leave that bitch ass in a rug
damn you cappin out there crippin
what u bangin u not blood
like you know it gang
you aint toting you a scrub
swear yo bitch ass lame
he bitch ass he a punk

PATIENCE 🕒 - vihe + weary + advxrse + riv

rudist , 

a semi freestyle 
was really fun 2 make 

lyrics:
(intro)
something wrong i can feel it 
i can blow up in a minute
why can no one see my vision
1 hit got me spinnin 
every day got me sinnin uh 
its only strictly business uh
gotta keep my weapon tucked
always the runner up
got me movin slomo 
(got me , got me)

drugs ... consume me
im so stupid
got me lookin clueless
cant keep up w movements
i-i-i im foolish
they keep me for amusement
like a fkn mutant
fuck u im the rudist
cock it then i shoot it 
no covid but im 2 sick
guapanese im fluent
pokemon im choosin u 
what tf u tryna do
guns akimbo i got 2
im w the #witches we got some brooms
spending rackies on some shoes 
been there done that nothing new
cant do that no i refuse
man do 2 much for them view
um 
baddie w a septum 
this gon be the anthem
u better grab ur apron 
cus we finna cook sum 
in the kitchen
i been him 
ill kill that bitch im willing
im always steady winning
she turn to a villain ah 
in my mind ima fkn millionaire
roll that blunt im billing it 
no screwdriver im drilling bits 

bridge  (waffle)

repeat

##BBEWITCH

rudest [kttflwr]

cats w/ @funny, @stylas & @1keysora

meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow

cats w/ funny, stylas & yuuta

we on a run with these songs all plats soon.. gotta ask my mom for distrokid again and if u prodding any of my songs don't expect no money

shoutout @dog52 for the fire cover art

You know I'm back like I never left
Another sprint, another step
Another day, another breath
Been chasing dreams, but I never slept
I got a new attitude and a lease on life
And some peace of mind
Seek and I find I can sleep when I die
Wanna piece of the pie, grab the keys to the ride
And shit I'm straight
I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave
Get out my wake, I'm running late, what can I say?
I heard you die twice, once when they bury you in the grave
And the second time is the last time that somebody mentions your name
So when I leave here on this earth, did I take more than I gave?
Did I look out for the people or did I do it all for fame?
Legend it's exodus searching for euphoria
Trudging through the mud to find the present, no ignoring us
Got 20, 000 deep off in the street like we some warriors
My mama told me never bow your head, woo!
I feel glorious, glorious
Got a chance to start again
I was born for this, born for this
It's who I am, how could I forget?
I made it through the darkest part of the night
And now I see the sunrise
Now I feel glorious, glorious
I feel glorious, glorious
I'm feeling glorious
The crib looking Victorian (oh yes it is)
You know that we been going in
Since we hopped out that Delorean (Delorean, yeah we win)
En garde, things are just things
They don't make you who you are
Can't pack up a U-Haul and take it with you when you're gone
We posted on the porch, my family's glasses to the stars
My grandma smiling down on me like woo, that boy got bars
Okay, okay, yes I do
I said amen and hallelujah, let me testify too
Another morning, a morning, don't let self get in my way
I got my breath, I got my faith and I remember why I came
I feel glorious, glorious
Got a chance to start again
I was born for this, born for this
It's who I am, how could I forget?
I made it through the darkest part of the night
And now I see the sunrise
Now I feel glorious, glorious
I feel glorious, glorious
We gon' be alright, put that on my life
When I open my eyes, hope I see you shine
We're planting a flag they don't understand
The world is up for grabs
We gon' be alright, put that on my life
When I open my eyes, hope I see you shine
We're planting a flag they don't understand
The world is up for grabs
I feel glorious, glorious
Got a chance to start again
I was born for this, born for this
It's who I am, how could I forget?
I made it through the darkest part of the night
And now I see the sunrise
Now I feel glorious, glorious
I feel glorious, glorious

rudest [kttflwr]

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