WEERWOLF (PROD. TRACSTAR)

Vocals by Viktor Harter
Engineering by MIXEDBYdEMO
Production by @Areobeats

babymama

Everyone & Everything

Gotham

Apple Music

Gotham (Feat. YM Konfused & The Awes)(Prod. Josh Petruccio)

Pussy boy dont want beef, 
Pussy boy dont want beef, 
Jhit ain't fucking with me,
I put you 6 feet deep,
I put you underneath, 
Chopper really finna eat,
Make that bitch sit,
Then ima let it speak, 
Keep it 100,
Got my zoe's coming,
100 niggas gunning,
Leave them pussies running,
PRXMX up to something,
PRXMX up to something,
PRXMX up to something,
PRXMX up to something



Ima fuck his ho, 
Fuck then pass to bro,
Talking mad shit,
He dont want it though,
New bitch named Nina, and she got extensions, 
Price up on my head, bitch, you know I'm expensive, 
You a po' boy, make him swim with fishes,
Ima soldier, put that K right where ya chin is,
Bitch you fucking finished, who you fucking with jhit?
You going miss attendance, murder any witness,
100 shot,
Run it, ducking, gun it off,
If he talking, 
Turn eem off,
Put a bullet where he at,
Pussy boy, a scaredy cat,
Promise that he all cap,
He ain't never bust a strap,
That type of shit just make me laugh



Pussy boy dont want beef, 
Pussy boy dont want beef, 
Jhit ain't fucking with me,
I put you 6 feet deep,
I put you underneath,
Chopper really finna eat,
Make that bitch sit,
Then ima let it speak
Keep it 100,
Got my zoe's coming,
100 niggas gunning,
Leave them pussies running,
PRXMX up to something
PRXMX up to something,
PRXMX up to something,
PRXMX up to something



Pop shit,
At a op bitch,
Rockets get dropped,
Napalm his partner,
What the fuck a problem,
Whoever you call up is getting balled up,
Dont fucking stall, bruh, we really finna pop up,
I'm pulling ya bitch, right by her collar,
Next is ya mama,
I'm about to call her,
Chopper like a barber,
Straight bomb, no harbor,
All it want his head, give you tape up,
Fucking 'round and the scene getting taped up,
Now you in a casket face up,
Head shot, you ain't got no face bruh
Call up Carpe Cosmetics, you going need some make up

Up To Something!

Just Show It (Prod. Lu Baron)

lyrics:
What you want
Im the plug
I got drugs
All up front 
Prerolled blunts
Lean in cups
This that stuff
You aint done
Dont you front
Its up front 
You know wassup
Its up front
Come get you some
You is stuck
On this junk
You an addict
Why you lying 
Why you perking
Why you capping
Im just sayin
Why you playin
Lets be real
You caught feels
Its okay
Just for now
We can sneak
Get away
For a while
We can go
On vacay
Go get wild
We can go
Where we want
When we want
But do not lie
You want some
Dont you front

Why you lying I can see it
You be speaking with ya demons 
Lets be real about your feelings
You caught feels when I was reeling
Your heart is steel but Im stealing
Just let me know is you willing
I need to know where I stand

She said yes 
Youre my man 
But heres the plan
You and me
Not enough 
I want three
Another bitch
We can split
Holy shit
Thats the move
Bitch lets go
Act a fool



Bae be acting up
But I know what she want
She wanna have fun
We going find the one
Then we going make three
Baby want more than me
I said bring a friend
She know what it is
Of course it going be fe
But we dont pay no fee
We get it all for free
Now we going roll in three 
My bitch got a bitch
Thats how its gotta be
Thats your dream 
But not for me
This is reality
My bitches pull for me
Theres plenty of Saby
Calm down ladies 
We can work it out
You can lift your skirt for now
We can go get wild
We dont gotta fight
Because we got all night
We got all the time
Come on now dont be shy
I dick them if they grind
I fix them if they whine
When Im inside I slip and slide
If I dont share thats suicide
The side bitch pretty fine
But my main is a cutie pie
Shell merk a bitch if she try

Bruh just cut this shit bruh
If diem found out I did this shit she going fucking kill my ass bruh
Just stop the tape
Next song bruh,
Next song




Brown skin bad bit she going do what I say
Arguments turn to sessions
Why she act like she wont stay
Boss shit hell yeah she know that I dont play
But she stay tryin a nigga why she always playing games
She got one more fucking time or Ill blow out her brains
Hope she good at dodging bullets cause I got good aim
Keep that bitch in the frame and I promise it wont change
Keep the bitch in my circle cause I like my pretty things









Come on Diem :c pweeeease

lyrics:
Said they want beef, I'm 'bout to drop the order quick,
On my flawda shit, swinging gats like swords and shit,
I'm packing all sorts of shit,
Shit don't even gotta name,
Aim the thing up at yo brain, 
Like I aint tryna take the blame,
Let me catch 'em down the 'Vard,
Put that bitch in the yard,
Pussy nigga think he hard,
'Til that chopper pop 'em from afar,
Steal his car then fuck his broad,
Put my dick in her jaw, put his bones in the wall,
So he can meet up with God
Stomping on ya mob, 
Bitch it's PG, only,
Holy, God flow, y'all know, 
I go, smoothly,
Y'all go, pothole,
Tryna follow what a nigga do,
I ship you with this clip, so it's getting pulled,
Flow so cold, but I still keep it hot,
Nigga think he fresh, put him back in a box,
.44 at his cap, snap back with a pop,
It's PRXMXTIXN, ima steal yo job,
Bitch I run the whole lot, goin' gun ya whole mob,
Funny ho, just stop, bury you in sod,
You a dead ass nigga, I'm being dead ass nigga,
Wanna run with me, you going be dead last nigga


Said they want beef, I'm 'bout to drop the order quick,
On my flawda shit, swinging gats like swords and shit,
I'm packing all sorts of shit,
Shit don't even gotta name,
Aim the thing up at yo brain, 
Like I aint tryna take the blame

Flawda Shit (prod. Lee Regal)

M.P.R. (feat. HazTik & Sivade) (Prod. Yung Nab)

lyrics:
Hell Awaits at Heaven's Gate,
I dont really wanna see what tomorrow brings,
Different day, but feels the same,
I tear my fucking hair out and I just scream,
I don't know, where to go,
I am just, so lost,
Riding solo for so long,
There's nothing for me to hold on
I sink, I drown,
I scream, I shout,
I cant breathe, please

*someone let me out,*

Water fills my nose, ears and mouth,
My veins, my heart, my lungs, I cannot take this,
I'm fucking breaking,
Cracking up,
Fucking stuck on repeat, this fucking sucks,
Just my luck, 
I hate my life, 
Did so much, for this bitch, 
And in return I'm given this,
Ain't no fucking benefits, 
I'm walking around pacing, thinking 'bout my happiness,
Don't think I ever had the shit,
Point me where the casket is,
I'm 'bout to settle in the sand,
Once the red is in my hands,
The Devil's in my mind, 
Tryna help me set up my plans

What Tomorrow Brings

Had to speak from the soul for the one time <3

Matthew May is a good ass producer and he produced this EP!