one minute snap [prod. joey rojo]

ONE MINUTE SNAP [PROD. JOEY ROJO]

Squad Stay Lit (Remix) (prod. Oddwin)

SQUAD STAY LIT + OOZARU [REMIX] [PROD. ODDWIN]

G.O.A.T FREESTYLE! + 12EJECT [PROD. LETHALNEEDLE]

GET POPPED! [PROD. BOWSY]

released: 06/10/2022
this is purely jokes, none of this is serious xd

lyrics:
ugh, nigga said O2
fuck you
he tryna get in my bowl too
and that nigga goofy he lookin like blues clues
he stepping to me nigga that is a flu fluke
that ugly ass nigga make me wanna pu puke
i see you again and my Glock finna pew pew
my chop swing at bitches only and it swing at you
it’s time for this bobblehead bitch to relax

you the only nigga i would charge with a tax
you the only nigga who would trip with an axe
you the only nigga who would rob up a bank and get shot cuz yo ass couldn’t slip through the cracks
you the type of nigga to go hog all the snacks
you the type of nigga to get pregnant in sex
you the type of nigga to simp over her legs
you the type of nigga to get cracked like an egg

you look like a stoner who don’t even smoke
every time that you speak it just sounds like a croak
and you lied about swimming like nigga you’re black
THATS A STEREOTYPE ion care bout the flack
and i run through the city i feel like a pimp
and i’m feelin like massa i slide with the whip
and you ain’t doing nothing but sucking on dick
and you piggybacking off that anime bullshit

double community still not a play
you ain’t dropping no music you got no display
i’ma mold you and crush you like play doh or clay
nigga you better prey that the pred do not slay
nigga you do not matter like gray in your brain
and like airlines yo shit finna flop if it’s plane
you ain’t moving like me nigga stay in your lane
and i’m feeling like dabi i’m going insane

when i see you i think of zenitsu
cuz you is a bitch if you think i’ma miss you
i’m finna denounce everything that you been through
i’m kidding that’s fucked up but you is abysmal
i’m chilling and me moving up is official
you chipping away boy you straight artificial
and none of your accolades been beneficial
i single you out like the man in the middle lil bitch
 
if we talking bout the flows lil nigga i got them
and if we talking bout the sticks lil nigga i pop them
and if you wanna get competitive and talk about the punchlines it don’t matter cuz i rap fast and straight up pop them but,

you know you ain’t in the red
i ain’t finna go too hard ain’t trying to shred
and i may not be Kanye or no trippie redd
but in terms of our pockets bitch you got no bread
no bread, uh
no bread, uh
no bread, uh
no bread
bitch got no bread
bitch got no bread
bitch got no bread
bitch got no bread

BITCH IM ROASTING OOZARU [DISS WARS] [PROD. JUSTXROLO]

POPPED! + YVNGXH3YØKA [PROD. LONGBOYSTYLE & UHHDONN]

GET POPPED AGAIN! [PROD. SAPFIRBEATS]

released: 09/18/2022

[LYRICS]
ugh, s-o-double-r-a-i is back
and if this shit wasn't apparent life was forcing me to slack
as if the click clack wasn't clicking or clacking it was lacking getting packed into the back with a wicked killer that's hacking 
they be tracking my demise like a package or like if god delivered passage just to manage and inform potential damage 
a bunch of niggas went savage aint understanding my language tryna salvage any sanity trapped inside of the savage
they dissociate, APD, they soul is gone and satan striking sending sins to they feet
it's sad to see a brother stumble down the street that ain't sweet
led to his doom thanks to the trauma they dismissed and that they won't ever see
and now he talkin bout toting up the 556
shootin niggas in the face and then straight abducting they kids 
that nigga mental took a gradual descent to full madness
he ain't seeing light no more his heart tainted and stuffed with blackness
in the presence of my frankness i ain't mean that in the racial way
but racist ways would indicate the other fate
a racist from the south would say he's broken and he can't be saved
and so he dissociated and nat turner'd him with a fucking blade
his neck was completely flayed down to the bone and tissue
they berate him call him names and they reinforcing the issue
had you zipped your fucking mouth maybe he woulda had a vigil
since he seeking retribution you know that he's out to get you

MENTAL [PROD. JOON!]

released: 10/21/2022

idk if i like this but i tried it

LYRICS:
i'm just being honest all these niggas thinkin they competing straight deluded
lil bitch i am the shit and i'm a new nigga that's undisputed
10 months in the game and i surpass your favorite rappers i got tracks to prove it
hungry for this shit ain't dropping crazy but i got some new shit
niggas knew it
bitches knew it
everybody fucking knew it
i be zooted
so exuberant
yo shit on i got it muted
my shit hittin algorithms
all yo shit is purely boosted
my music gon leave an impact
rooted like a fuckin druid
why the fuck you think nobody scouting you
that nigga lack the sauce and all the bars lil bitch they doubting you
you talkin all the shit as if the pole was never bound to shoot
the burner got you fucked up it's all good tho here's a passion fruit
and he don't see the vision he can't see the karats
niggas tryna be me so they imitating they some parrots
niggas tryna scheme up to the top and they be lackin merit
killin you and takin out yo set just like a fleet of ferrets
editing my shit like Bennett
bitches hit my phone they tryna get a follow 
told the bitch to follow it up with my dick she better swallow
whippin on your block the bullets blast a nigga leave him hollow dead as fuck bruh
i take his bitch Apollo how i bagged the cat and 50 others
bag and then i dip i act like i ain’t ever seen the bitch
the pistol finna twitch and i’ma act like i ain’t seen the clip
he acting hard for what that nigga tried too hard to learn the script
she mad and sent a paragraph she know i’m not gon read the shit

I'M HIM [PROD. VARIASHA]

released: 01/27/2023

LYRICS
[intro: sorrai]
fuck
you niggas suck bro
ight

[verse 1: sorrai]
yeah, they say i’m criminally underrated
and that my talent has been criminally understated
i’m the realest nigga in the game i’m unadulterated
know that I’m the best and that there ain’t no need for rankin placement
when i die ain’t nobody actin as replacement
if you a snake you gettin cut nigga that’s called estrangement
step to me i’ll ring you out and i don’t mean engagement
but i will engage in the game you play just to make a statement
and i’ma need that compensation once i’m finished
i ain’t got the time or patience man my blood is fuckin thinning that’s a hemorrhage
none of you bitches could gain leverage and
none of you niggas could ever retain relevance
i’m rapping from a spot of immense and destructive negligence
he talk shit so i pop him and tamper and fuck with evidence
i'm just playin i ain't stupid
god forbid i slip up and allow the courts to use this
chillin with my dawgs in motel 6 nigga we zooted
started from the bottom now we elevate it's boosted
i could never listen to your tracks nigga it's putrid
talkin all that nonsense tape ya mouth up like a mute switch
way too much pussy but there ain't enough women to compensate
these rappin niggas ain't shit so it's my time to dominate
toting sticks pens and pads and it make niggas contemplate whether this music shit is worth it dillemmas i complicate
this that true shit, sliding with a new kit
you niggas ain't nothing i get to the top and i laugh while i'm popping a full clip
they really be thinking that they got a chance 
they catchin a glance
and don't wanna dance
i'm pushing my stance
your rapping is rancid
amassing the wealth like a mad prince
but ain't no bells airing me out this time
and i got the will just like a blacksmith to craft this time
meticulous scheming and fiending for the fame thats mine
and i don't care how long it takes cuz guarantee i'ma sign
bitch

[verse 2: iluvzore]
they say life is like succession of lessons you must attend
beware the darkness it’s a shadow with empty & suffering 
got me dancing with the devil cause satan give me repents 
i thought everything was beautiful till it came to the end 
giving me the cold shoulder they left me to rot in peace 
asked if you understand replied & said capeesh 
hopefully in decades my children will have kids 
i’m mf dooming these niggas with madlib 
i keep it hella long instead of being abridge 
i pray to my soul that death will never hit 
i'm lowkey insane my mind playing these tricks 
i insist on giving the world a better fix 
a kind man once told me about knowledge
promise, rude but i came off modest 
keep it to myself, rather not be honest
calmness, never been same I’m charming 
every other day my screams sound like sadness 
i’m agonizing humans & making em feel adverse 
had much skill forever i felt matchless 
effort in my craft no time for no slacking 
thinking i was different i’m usually never right 
burning flame i got fire & lava so i ignite 
it’s a fairy tale, i wouldn’t live in a twilight 
miracles only happen whenever the moon lights 
goodbye to my demons i’m seeing them mostly 
got stabbed 20 times but nobody poked me 
i’m the only one here i’m hearing a ghost speak 
i don’t want beef, tell him i want some bologna 
just a gold ass nigga i’m worthy as trophy 
leave venomous tracks they fading so slowly 
had a blade to his mouth he begging for mercy 
i denied everything i'm telling you no please 
you a sensitive bitch you worrying bout ponies 
thanksgiving was around my niggas be turkeys 
every glimpse that I’ve had remind me of joji 
when i touch you on the thighs i’m doing it firmly 
i don’t need any help don’t give me therapy

[outro: iluvzore]
middle finger up to any nigga that's in therapy
fuck that shit on my soul, i promise you, fuck that shit
middle finger up, all the way the fuck up

JUXTAPOSITION! + ZORECHILD [PROD. JOON!]

released: 05/12/2023

[lyrics]
ugh, all these pussy niggas tryna talk to me it's crazy
get to pistol whippin call that shit misconduct kevin spacey
damn, different colored fits i'm the luigi to her daisy
you sayin i won't dip like usain out the trenches that shit shady
ugh, that shit shady
you a fake nigga you a lil baby
everybody tryna talk they shit
so i get to hammering that bitch, amy
stinky nigga like jones, davy
back up fore i sock your shit in
not playing no games with a nigga that boy mad shaky
i get him murdered while i'm shittin
that boy vexed, he perplexed, that boy stressed
he submitting to my set cuz that's what's best for him he talk we get to splittin up his neck
cash a check, pack a tec, it's consisting of his head, beaming red and my boys fitted out them bullets finna spread
like pandemic, widespread
pow pow, that nigga dead
i'm doing the race and i'm making this bread
started running his mouth that was his last breath
he ain't toting no sticks he was never a threat
said "my gang finna kill you" lil bitch that's a bet
lil nigga got a white pickett fence on deck
on porch, on yard that boy play clarinet
(aha, aha, aha)
squidward lookin nigga hooplah 
putting red on his bald head like buddha
we corner him at three sides like bermuda
and bro took a dive in this shit like scuba
we weeded him out he as good as medusa
that snake ass nigga get smoked like some hookah
i just made it big with my boys hallelujah
i swim through the bread like a damn barracuda
my gang running up with a couple bazookas
they talk all that shit when i'm one of they muses
he think i don't know nigga thinkin i'm clueless
i heard all his songs that lil notepad is useless
he talk on the gang i'ma leave his ass toothless
222 all my niggas is ruthless
bitch i got that dog in me ain't talkin rufus

HOOPLA! [PROD. MATHIASTYNER]

released: 05/17/2023

[lyrics]
ugh, nigga stay forgetting that i'm passing him
i stand tall, gimmicks out the wazoo like i'm palafin
i pack this bitch up with a punching glove, ain't no stopping him
the grimmsnarl uplifting the gang while i get to snuffing him
i'm soloing his clique a nigga feel like kingambit
they ain't finna talk cuz i sucker punch 'em right up the damn chin
buddy talking shit on my niggas he thought he ate
my niggas, violent and defiant i got mad annihilapes
and you ain't safe in any sense of the word
this shit about to get unfezant like the peck of a bird
i throw a pebble at yo noggin niggas crying "it hurts!"
feel like gholdengo got my bread up just to lower your worth
bro think he wigglytuff you still put me to sleep you the worst
this nigga leeching on my seed he bugging bro is a curse
i hit this pussy with the poison, the effects are adverse
i'd kill you 20 different times but i'ma roll the ads first
bitch

#pokemoncypher2023 [PO TOWN 2] [PROD. OMARCAMEUP]

released: 08/01/2023

my fault y'all, i'm back

lyrics:
[verse 1: barcode]
We bout to pop at his place just for thinking he one of the greats
He talking shit but work minimum wage
And yet I can make double from taking his chain

make him spin in circles make his body shake
ak47 make him levitate
running into fire bitch I love to hate
you can make a sound, they won’t hear a thing, look

We'll get you outta the street
leave you outta commission not letting you breathe
I leave blood on my shirt if you thought it was sweet
We stay popping at targets like training elite

and yo bitch wanna fuck but that bitch obsolete
and the shit on my neck you could never compete
and the shit that you earn i can get in my sleep
if I shush at a nigga then we finna meet
like hold on

Racks on my head
And my shoulders
My knees
and my mf toes

You is a bitch that just do what you told
So don’t think about toting just leave it to pros
we keeping sticks that will knock off yo chrome
and won’t take disrespect
we will pop at yo home

Fuck all that talking
Come get you a dose
like yall niggas tweaking
Fuck outta my zone, pussy

[verse 2: sorrai]
that nigga a bitch he ain't pressing a soul
if he think he the goat i'ma slide with the pole
finna strip that nigga of his life as whole
and his bread i'ma take it that shit be my loaf
if his set pullin up they get hit with the coal
man ain't karma a bitch i'ma go pack a bowl
put that bitch in the dirt nigga built like a mole
polka dotted his body he riddled with holes

if he step up i'm stomping him down i got blood on my soles
yeah that nigga a bum he ain't ever have goals or no shit he was tryna achieve
i got tricks up my sleeve that you don't even know
and i'm fly, i'm out with your bitch and she doin the most
she be giving me brain she be giving me throat shit the best that i ever received she ain't want me to leave
cuz she missin my pole

and i slide through yo block knowing you is a bitch
and yo set never pressing y'all ain't with the shit
heard yo track only word i can echo is quit
and the glock got tourette's it go tick tick tick
if that boy wanna talk he can suck my dick
he get slammed in the head with a cinder and brick
nigga i'm with the business i got bag of rings
saw yo bitch at the club and she blew me a kiss

nigga ain't never clutch a ratchet he oblivious
step to my sets i promise it get hideous
i got a couple shooters they fastidious
i am that nigga nigga i'm imperious
bro talkin tough but secretly he fearin this
that nigga prolly shitted himself hearing this
gun to yo head i got yo niggas cheering bitch
i got that killa aura like i'm jiren bitch

ugh, nigga this rap shit addicting
i feel like i'll die if i don't get my fix in
yo set fallin off when my set get to pickin
my set ballin hard like we young scottie pippens
my dick in her gut i guess i got to tippin
you talk like a man you see me now you dippin
you talk on my niggas my boys get to killin
i promise they gon get you comboed and flippin

[outro: sorrai]
nah real shit tho you gon get flipped like a krabby patty if you say my name nigga

SCARY! + BARCODE [PROD. YUKISX]

released: 10/13/2023

[sorrai]
Yeah, these niggas ain't shit but some pussy
He thinkin' he him, so I gave him a cookie
I drown in the sauce, man, I feel like A Boogie
I frown to yo' songs, nigga, you is a rookie
That nigga done owe me some bread and he surely
ain't dippin' away
Pussy boy paid it fully
I got him on sticks like a puppet, he Woody
If this was a musical, he gettin' bullied by everybody that's walkin'
The nerds and the staff and the hoes and the nigga that's tardy
That boy started cryin', I pressed my left timb on his face and he folded, I didn't say sorry
That nigga been talkin' on gang, so we slicin' him up like the vines that be in the safari
I heard all his songs and his boys steady tellin' him that he a spitter, he spittin' malarkey

[KEZURA]
Line him in red if he step to my circle, boy we got a ball outside like Target
I lit him up, hid him under the carpet, he twitch from the static, the chopper was sparking
I hit yo’ bitch from the back one time and she really said that my dick was the largest
WDFA and I Downhill Slide in this bitch and I'm really gon' catch me a body
Five-star whip, I peel off diabolical
Shoot through yo' skin and yo' teeth and yo' molecules
When the pistol got a dick it's inaudible
Hickory dickory dockery blick
He saw the clock when the glock went tick
Blood on my fit and my watch so drip

[sorrai]
We done bloodied the ground like a pen with no ink
Niggas know that I'm him, I'm the one with the shits
He better not think he the shit cause I got somethin' for him
He copy his life out of them Quora forums
He livin' a life of no stress and some fortune
That nigga ain't never shot or ripped an organ
That fraud, he don't know what he talkin' 'bout
Rap about larceny, that bread was never found
Rap about movin' them bricks, never had a pound
Rap about gunfire, he never heard the sound
Rockin' this bitch, get him down to the fuckin' ground
Yeah, that's yo' bitch and she givin' me 50 rounds
Run up, I empty the clip, I got 50 rounds
.40 colt catchin' him slippin', we get him down
Rambo leave him leaking, he layin' face down
Bitch on her knees, I be fuckin' her face now
Pussy nigga, put that boy in his place now
Pop him dead, Tay-K, I did me the race now

[KEZURA]
We finna grease him like he was some takeout
I need some tree and some brain and a payout
Me and his bitch probably fuck and gon' make out

[sorrai]
Hit me a lick off this verse, that's a payout
The pistol gon' make that lil' pussy boy break out
That nigga be goofin', his life is a fake out
He thinkin' he woke, he a lil' Andrew Tate now
Sike, puttin' his kidney for trade now
You niggas is some dumb bitches, I hate you
Your music hurtin' crazy, I need some tissues (Uh)
Pull up, all my niggas totin' them missiles
I get the pistol, turn the bitch to a cripple
I crash in this bitch like a motherfuckin' cymbal
Your set finna double up, I'm bringin' triple
He said he got bitches, that nigga be single
Not even no single bitches wanna mingle
With your ugly ass nigga
You dirty as shit, bitch, stupid ass
Damn

MALARKEY!

MALARKEY! + KEZURA [PROD. 21OAK]

BINGO! + KEYZLOCKH [PROD. MATHIASTYNER]

released: 05/02/2024

lyrics:
slide on the track, bitch i’m goin stupid
slice up a pack, pussy nigga wounded
runnin it back, nigga i’ma loot it
talkin that tough lil nigga who you fooling
that boy off the crack like the fuck are you doing
holup, head loose shit needs screwing
how you stay up in the mix and stay promoting shitty music
choppa pop up wit yo set it calm it down it sing acoustic
all my niggas get it poppin we some goblins better move it
said he tote ok then prove it
if he try lil bitch we poof him
said he pull up okay then do it
hollow tips it’s going through him
i ain’t about all the chat if it ain’t about money
wasting my time nigga thinkin he funny (he not)
made that boy hop like a bunny
that nigga online chronically said he a dummy
put him to sleep wit the drummy 
he talkin that tough but i know that he cry to his mommy
nigga yo real name johnny
you gettin stuffed in a suit like bonnie nigga
press you like i’m lil rodney nigga
that nigga think he can stop me?
ain’t ever pick up a blick can’t pop me nigga
put a lil bitch through the ringer
boy you a singer
you is a bitch nigga i’m a zinger
slide in yo crib and fucking on yo sister
uppin the mag like a transistor
bitch (huh), bitch (huh), bitch (huh), bitch (huh)
sometimes just want talk my shit i run up i’ma bomb that bitch and i slide two times with the bag can’t miss your death is bliss nigga rest in piss yo soul is stuck in full abyss yo niggas really learned from this like
they know they better not talk at all
like stick drift i’m finna walk em off
we different we got that dog in us
how we catch you lackin when you stalking us
niggas talkin shit lil nigga i’m bored i downhill slide up on em hoes
we got them mac-11s bussin bitch we breakin down yo door

ACOUSTIC! [PROD. BUSS]

busternuts too crazy
released: 07/21/2024

lyrics: 
why do they think that this shit is a game
nigga ain’t shit sweet ion fuck wit a lame
you don’t know me lil bitch do not speak on my name
better keep that same energy bitch i’m insane
hit a bitch in his head hematoma that boy in a grave
glock make him shake that lil boy in a rave
nigga tryna be hard for a trend iss a wave
ugh, nigga you are not me
rappin like i’m jace but i’m not that’s who you tryna be
fuck outta my face with all that lame shit you a copy
impostor among us nigga you a fuckin goblin 
fuck round with that-

i’m on that timing lil bitch you are not
brodie tryna delete all the shit you been caught
man i’m sick of these niggas you niggas is shot
lotta snakes in the grass lotta fakes in the spot
nigga come to the hood if i tote it get hot
keep a heater on deck radiate all yo partners
i take a gun to yo set they gon die with no honor
yo lil brother a goner
yo lil brother the first one to go
nigga live with a pistol that shit is for show
nigga never been bout it you already know 
call the pussy a small fry but mind you he grown
i got niggas on deck tryna take my throne
like kunai off of a bridge you get thrown
ran him over with a range rover i treat him like carball i take his boost then i go

why do they think that this shit is a game
nigga ain’t shit sweet ion fuck wit a lame
you don’t know me lil bitch do not speak on my name
better keep that same energy bitch i’m insane
hit a bitch in his head hematoma that boy in a grave
glock make him shake that lil boy in a rave
nigga tryna be hard for a trend iss a wave
ugh, nigga you are not me
rappin like i’m jace but i’m not that’s who you tryna be
fuck outta my face with all that lame shit you a copy
impostor among us nigga you a fuckin goblin
fuck round with that-

COPY FREESTYLE! [PROD. BUSS]

STEADY TALKIN'!

STEADY TALKIN’! + BARCODE & KEZURA [PROD. SORRAI]

released: 8/23/2024

lyrics:
stupid nigga in the cut
slide on his baby momma she a slut
nigga start seein red till he covered in blood
shit tell that boy red do not make him a thug
that nigga talkin tough for adrenaline rush
i join up the discord i’m totin it up
knock that boy down a couple pillars he a pup
this hammer aquatic ruin him cuz i’m finna slam that lil stupid nigga in a flood
i’d call it a bloodbath but that boy a dud
this bitch like a cellmate nah i won’t cuff
but don’t get it backwards i’m still finna fuck
i’m guttin this bitch with my dick in her tummy
the glock finna pierce him call it ted bundy
you talk like you runnin from the feds dummy i seen you in private school best study
fuck that
i’m in the trap sellin dope to a fiend who would clear out yo set for a lil bit of cheese
i’ma slide on yo block and i’m iced out, frozone wit drip and this water gon force you to freeze
if i pull up this shit turnin skirmish my tech finna flourish it lock in on sight then it squeeze
i’ma bring a pussy nigga down on his knees like i beat a bitch up they gon shout CB
i decapitate heads they get stacked like a tiki
spectre divide i’ma switch they can’t see me
i know that the boy ain’t about what he claim so i downhill slide on this bitch with the BB
scratch that boy up like a fucked up CD
stupid nigga talkin tough on the PC
he try to step to me in person i’m finna curse him shatter that bitch like a TV

IN THE CUT! [PROD. ODDWIN]

mixed by kezura 
produced by cheese

released: 10/25/2024

PRESSURE! + KEZURA [PROD. CHEE$E]

downhill slide • welcome to 2025

lyrics:
[sorrai]
pussy
this a roulette i keep five rounds all live straight in this buck
yeah, nigga be pleading he wantin his life now nigga i don’t give a fuck
yeah, you was just talkin im on that time now lil nigga you outta luck
yeah, nigga you chicken and you get fried right down to the bone when it cluck
yeah, boy i’m a fan of the glock cut you up like paper the way that it shred
nigga you ain’t a playboy you trippin into this bloodshed, you see a whole lotta red
and my gang don’t play no games we strike on 2 you gettin no redemption that’s word to my momma we teachin this planet a lesson like bosses i make no exceptions
ugh, me and my clique, way too nice
you and yo bitches on thin ice
nigga hiding away cuz i been right and you been bitched nigga it’s on sight
ain’t talkin that tough when your world turn white i’ma force you to play by my terms like dwight
and don’t worry bout peepin the daylight
dead hoes live where the sun don’t shine 
shoutout all my people all my niggas they been crazy with it
shoutout all my opps y’all gettin props for being stinky bitches
pistol had the safety on and off its shooting intermittent 
intermission bitch i hit my shots i shoot and im never missing
whole lotta pussy and not one bitch
got me feeling like cubchoo you hoes make me sick
keep a drednaw posted i bite with the stick
stakataka this bank we gon steal when we hit
karma crawl like a crustle
caught in the pincher like a greedy bitch who take pride in the hustle
get slammed in the rubble
ball like a hoopa we give y’all the ring around i make trouble

[oozaru]
drip level 5 my sweater got bubbles
poke in my bag ride round with a duffle
this all out assault my ability hustle
your ho short and stout bitch built like a snubble
my body on big dog shit got the muzzle
let rock blast off if you looking for trouble
you trubbish basura best stay in the gutter
my name get em shook when they hearin it uttered
like damn got pink diamonds they shine like Dian
see 3rd entry like frog with a plant
you niggas mad I can do what you can’t
seeing the formula shit cannot be scanned
I fuck up your plans with bands in advance
they looking confused I hit teeter dance
take one look now this bitch in a trance
hell nah dumb nigga you don’t get a chance she ain’t felling u 
grip the metal he be on the ground this chop excadrillin em
when you seeing the circle you call up your boys I can tell that you’re filled with adrenaline
Perish song mean look 3 turns it’s killing em
we keep all bitch niggas at minimum
talk on the gang and we leaving you lost with no way home nigga just like you gilligan
And I told you I’d be back with fye pull up on me you get sent to the sky
when I be pulling up and your ho saying bye I’m not a Walmart toy I ain’t nothing to try
got this ice on my neck make em cryagonal ashes oshawott you seeing me act a fool
charmander my clip I stay with a .4 make it hit like it’s hitmonchan make him fold
malasada my bag I stay with that dough 
if it ain’t about money the fuck out my door
finna pop out the cut like a pokemon move
got this green on my back make me look like gogoat 
and my chop drifblim it’ll make niggas float ion fuck with you niggas that mess with the code
nigga give me a year and I swear imma glow
it’s downhill slide nigga know how we go 
bitch

WAY TOO NICE! + OOZARU [PROD. SORRAI]

ROUGH DRAFT!

ROUGH DRAFT! + KEZURA [PROD. SORRAI]

released: 06/04/2024

did the open verse and i was like this shit is bangin

HIGH FIVE REMIX! + SUPXR [PROD. WAERA]

HIT IN THE NECK! + KEYZLOCKH, WHERE IS BLIX?, LOSTK [PROD. SORRAI X AUGMENT X WHERE IS BLIX?]

3/20/25 • R.I.P 💔
20 • DOWNHILL SLIDE!

sorrai (@prodsorrai)

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