ITcanMOVE(ft.TITO XO)[prodzanthite]

(Lyrics)

Sober romance I’m working on myself 
Sober romance I’m working on myself 

I can’t see through the light of me
I’m twisting 
Turning inside out 
I don’t know where I stand 
No no no no no
(No no no no no)

Take a piece of my life (from me) 
I can’t see through the light of me
I love you (ahh ah ah ahhahh)

Ohh
Sober romance I’m working on myself 
Sober romance I’m working on myself 
(No no no no no)

søber romance

Knockknock(ft.TITO XO & shlime55)

Shits & Giggles ($BC)

tonka toys (ft.TITO XO)

Lyrics

(Prophet)
hit my phone line wow
x4

oppa said he pulling up 
I told him wait in line
pop the top right off my shotty
and its blowing out yo eye
so I told watch his mouth
before we wipe him off the set 
tell you if you fuvk w prophet 
you gone check

hit my phone line wow
x4

oppa said he pulling up 
I told him wait in line
pop the top right off my shotty
and its blowing out yo eyeI'm drinking down some henisee 
 I double up how can it be 
I'm out here and I'm  serving feins 
I'm the one that never pleads 
I search the block
I spot a opp
I get the pop loaded 
then I hit him with the jaw rock
big pop

(TITO XO)

you finna be seeing jesus popping out the trunk
always on my ass but i aint ever give a fuck 
ruff

bitch you aint matching the energy 
niggas be talking im chopping down
hennesy 
pedigree 
higher than what they pretend to be
baby you aint nothing more than a frend to me
enemy

took another bottle made her ask
whats in my pants
i said you can get a peek 
if you just do you little dance

JawRock.m4a(ft. TITO XO)

FVCK (lyrics)

(Prophet)

lil bitch get back
for I put you in a trap
I ain't fuvking w your gang
tell that pussy run it back
lil slack lil hoe
mutha fucka catch a pole

big bang out the chamber 
talk like darth Vader 
hit the c major
I ain't asking for a favor 
getting to the paper

Gun fully packed
And it look like matte 
And the bullets real fat 
And they spraying at you back
Got the car 
Go zoom
And the 40 boom boom 
And if you flexing 
W a lethal wepon
Finna get doomed

Hit the pack 
Im rapping fast
I get it like some 80s trap
Im bouncing fucking wall
Im looking like a toon
Get boomed out the room
If eat another shroom

Aint no stopping 
Popo dropping
Keep on robbing 
Act like compton

Hitting up a bitch
Big stck stick go (peew)
 aint fuck with the crew
Bitch

Leave the room
Imma swipe him like a broom
Big zoomin on the street
Im the number one creature 
Maybe be a preacher 

I aint xs
Bitch im fucking xl
If you look into my eyes 
Bithc you know i wont ceel
Big 40 
Big clip
and you know tha shit drips
and it will knock yo ass down
word on my manz

(KID CARRILLO)

Hoe best believe 
I be quicker then the seen
You can call me flash hoe 
Lighting up the fucking scene 
If you know what I be doing the you know that I be clean
When I come in with a 5.4 bitch you a fein
I don’t give a damn
Roll up go ham 
If they need it then Imma get it
Like I do I’m the man
If you fuck with it 
Best believe Imma come with it
If you thinking I be doing Tyne same thang 
We stay running it

Ay hoe we da hardest in the west
KID CARRILLO do the damn thing he da best 
X2

Ay hoe what it do
X3


(TITO the biddy receiver)


What it do 
Baby boo
It’s Yung Tito coming thru 
We got Prophet in the corner and Carrillo in the booth
We be Coming up with shit that yo mind
Never can compute 
like a stone he ain’t moving 
His bitch gotta choose 

He stay bitching out 
Cause he ain’t rocking with the gang
I’m just tryna make a living 
I ain’t worried bout the fame
Boy You think she rocking with you
But she treat you like a game
I can take out yo Career with a headshot
Bang 

Bitch my chain
Cost like 10 of yo rings 
On the gang
If you talking 
Don’t you worry bout my aim 
If you fuck with the set 
You get smoked like a vape
Bitch you couldn’t be me
We not one of the same bitch

Uh shake it to the left baby shake it to the right
Only match the vibe we gon go all night x2
Bitch it’s Tito xo I get fucked when I want
Gotta bad bitch and she tryna have fun x2
Drop that shit baby shake it to the flo
Break that back till you can’t no mo x2

FVCK(ft. KID CARRILLO & TITO XO) [prod. Joa Beats]

alone(tape.03)

(Lyrics)

I don’t know why 
I can’t see past 
all these things that change
(It’s clouding up my brain)

I can’t see to make these things right
From my past mistakes
(Please just let me think)

I don’t see how they don’t think that
I’m the one for you 
(please don’t say we’re through)
 
Please give me one more chance 
I hate to see you fucking crying 

Novocain

Novocain

Hallowtree pt.2(lost souls)

Lyrics

Bitch we pulling up in big tank
Shooting we dont take aim
Fucking with the gang 
We running up we finna make bank
All the fucking opioids
They fucking up my mind 
Idgaf about it cause imma bout to fucking die


40 on my fucking shit 
imma pop another bottle 
filling like I won first place 
I ant messenger with you pussys 
cause my Choppa down to talk
you keep flexing with your chain
someone took it you a lame

Beat him left right 
If you playing with a choppa
Better hit right 
If you messing with the gang 
Pull up 
If you talking out yo lip
You a fake

Poping out the bottle 
We gonna drop it like full throttle 
And my girl be like a mottle 
Bitch im peaceful like im buddha
But ill kill him
Like how could ya
Bitch i got the fucking heaters 
And they spraying for lil xs

XS-Mind

Lyrics 

Venom inside of my teeth 
I hit em i kill him defeat
Yk that im spitting the heat
She top me of then she get to ficking on me

You gir she smiling, wiling all up on the set
Its sbc and we riding 
We get to dissin and wrighting
We gonna shoot and difine it
Dont gotta test to confiy it

stop talking you two faced like a  bitch
its the 432 
come and get it where it is
we come knocking at your shit 
now you now you be dealing with big prophet
 try to change the subject
truck him like a dumb bitch

Demon(from the $outh)

Lyrics 

Bow hit that shit 
Running round get thst shit
Like ow tell me bitch
Put you done you a  snitch
Like uhh run it now
I got big extended clips
ow get my face
Imma get in first place
Wow
What you do with out your fucking crew
You look like fucking  fool
got 30k on my crue
ay ay 
play no game I be running I be rapping
I be traping like a bitch

hit from my Choppa 
 rap for my legacy
bron from the prophet c
sbc 
I rap like its hallow tree
bitvh you way under me 
I strike like I'm lightning
dude talking like he an og 
but you do not know me
so get off my back
Cause i rap like im Kobe 
Konbe don’t even rap 
I rap all these tracks 
And i get it right back 
And i hit it right back
(??)

F**k-xs

Lyrics

I hate my life
In the cut with jesus christ
Catch this knife 
Duck this 9 
Tote the pistol 
Like a crime
Bitch i ryem 
When i rap 
I got 40s
Mac 11
 47 
Lethal weapons
Im an angle 
Not in heaven 

Left right 
Blind sight 
Hit em w a big pipe
Knock him till hes dead right
You wont se a damn trace
Bitch its called a closed case
Killing with the road rage
Buket full of hollw point
The spraying at your main fraim

Big game 
Bitch i talk 
Got fame
Got the 40 to your face 
I be cruzing in a tank
 Imma hit him w the mace
I aint fucking w a lame
Cause yk that dud a bum ass hey

Never say his name
Prophet you a lame
Like f xs 
No dimonds yet
But you can’t fix me
Ive been damaged 
Im depressed 
And ive been stressed 
I Got nothing to my name 
But this music amd it lame

NOT in HEAVAN

Lyrics 

dark villain creeping in the ceiling
gotta make the money for the paper I be chillin

dark villian
another fucking killin
hop in the vent
then I get to the back
with a Glock in my lap
and it shoot like bow

If you stand up to me 
Shoot em down
If you fucking with me
lets run a round
I aint fucking complete 
Im fucking damaged 

Dark villian creepin on the ceiling 
Talk your shit mutha fucka
Imma kill him
If you stand tall
Look tuff
Mutha fucka duck
This big pipe


Run all night 
Creeping in the dark time
Dumb bitch run yp cause ill kill you
If you fucking w me im the same dude 
Thats you see in your dreams ill fucking kill you

DARK Villain

BITCH-xs(ft. DrewBack)

Lyrics 

Bitch hit that with a 40 we gone blast shit
Put the Aim on him we gon put him in a casket
Hit him up hit him down send that pussy to the pound 
If you think you fucking tuff 
We gon put you up in the ground 
Imma young cobain put the 40 to my brain
Hear the pump shot bang 
Now it dripping out your brain 
On some power bomb shit 
Imma put a bomb up inside a plain 


Bitch I’m the best
Yes I’m back I’m jumping out the rest
Try to test me I’ll shoot you in the chest
Bitch im packed up 
Prophet xs
Comming Comming like a threat 
Mutha fucka drop it to the floor
Bitch im og young pump shot
Imma hit you in the brain fuck your chest

Blast shit imma blast shit 
You ain't hot shit 
if he talk it imma blast him
Dirt you a grim not a pastor
Send you to heaven like you Casper 
Bitch ain't getting away imma harass em

What he say huh I can't understand huh
Run up on bloody imma make that nigga faint hu

You can't test me, you can't fucking touch me 
You Know me imma pull up on you like you a furry
You fuckers soft, like a plushy

bitch know we blast shit
aiming then we shoot shit
hop out the vent then we come for you whole 
clique
 never playing when I'm poping out with big stick 
hit you one time with the bow

BLAST SHIT!(ft. PRADOXLIED)

false prophet(ft. TITO XO)

6ft(ft. TAMEROSES)

Mask On!!!(ft. TITO XO)

Leave em dead

Chrome metal

IAM(ft. shlime55)

new life <3

KrugerRuger (ft. TameRoses)

WTF (ft. TameRoses)

Propet x Roses (ft. TameRoses)

Tame-WhoSolja (ft. TameRoses)

Lyrics

(Prophet)

20 k grillz big k like im isis
Talk real crazy scream songs 
Cause we like it
Got ran down by the you aint like it
Keep on talking crazy we gonnna hit you the the pipe bitch 

(XS)

Bithc im the reaper i kill w my heater!
Not lound enough im scream like a punk!
Smell like a skunk told him pass up the blunts!
Told him hit up my shit and im masked like a killer!
Make my tone higher i kill the empyer!
Hop of my dick you can call me you syer !
I am the boss of shit that I make!
hop on the gram and I say what I want !
bitch my hand broken I don't give a fuck!

(Prophet)

20 k grillz big k like im isis
Talk real crazy scream songs 
Cause we like it
Got ran down by the you aint like it
Pass it to Tito let’s murder this shit brooooo

(Young Tito)

Wooooow
stonerboyclique
got the guns like we isis
they know im tito got the grillz on my bitch
looking nice
Bitch im hard like flinstones
Way out in the bedrocks
fuck her on the phone
while you sending her them tiktoks

if theres a smile on my face
Then you know you not safe bitch
Take away yo name
Just to piss on yo grave
imma slasher in this game
michael myers with the blade
ghostface never sane
with his drip new chain

(XS)

young xs
bitch im a threat
kill the whole gang 
if im killing just one 
you sounding real dumb
its me and tito
got blunts like burritios
we hit up a secual
SBC make it big on some rap shit

Written by Prophet-XS & Tito XO
PROD BY morelove

Prophet-XS

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