Name: DONT CLOSE YOUR EYES [PROD. GENOCIDE] by RVMAN
Duration: 1 min 22 s
Description: prod. genocide

7 FIGURES ‘FORE I DIE, OR IMMA HAVE A BONE TO PICK 🗣️🗣️

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

WHOEVER MADE THIS BEAT LEMME KNOW AND I WILL GIVE CREDIT ON BABY

BLOODONTHEWALLS II FT. KASHIMOTU

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CROSSED OUT [PROD. SKOTSKR]

KILLER [PROD. MYSTXRY]

THIS SHIT TOO FUN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

DONT CLOSE YOUR EYES [PROD. GENOCIDE]

@prodbynxtty

shoot like panasonic
choppa turn him catatonic
double deuce, that polly pocket rocket
you cant stop it

ugh
pull it, cock it, just like brodie said
bitch stop the talkin
pistol poppin
blick got tits like dolly parton
beg your pardon?

ugh
i might mollywh-
molly- mollywhop him
and if i got it on me
shit, then i might prolly pop him
he want problems
up like benihana
chop sing like sinatra, or the opera
bet that yoppa make him fly like harry potter

i feel like waka flocka
and when i walk in, lil bitch, you best adjust your posture
wet his shit up, look like pasta
bitch im tryna run the racks til my pockets big poppa
or umaga
bitch you not on nada, takin shots like vodka

ugh
he want smoke, it's vapor
and if that nigga got a bitch, then i could prolly take her
bitch im on my grind like baker
all black like the undertaker
chop gon eat, that nigga catered
i keep magazines like fader
up that shit and see you later

and this shit not on paper
this shit off the top
im cookin bitch, feel like the rock
i pull the yop and wet his block
ugh, bitch get off my jock
and if that nigga talk, im flippin shit like tony hawk
i call the crows, my niggas flock

bitch its swag goth, choppa built like dad bods
eat like bathsalts, pull up with the mask off
y'all got mad flaws, i just rap my ass off
and if a nigga got something to say then bite the asphalt

shoot like panasonic
choppa turn him catatonic
double deuce, that polly pocket rocket
you cant stop it

ugh
pull it, cock it, just like brodie said
bitch stop the talkin
pistol poppin
blick got tits like dolly parton
beg your pardon?

MOLLYWHOP! [PROD. NXTTY]

lyrics:

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

Nah he ain't fight back
Put that shawty face in the mud but she like that
She like it rough we fuck
I heard that nigga say knuck if you buck
But he pulled with a switch so his ass getting slumped
Yuh I said he should Say what you play bout or sum
You don't talk that shit if you cant back it up
I swear all you niggas is worthless as fuck
U js Stupid and dumb fucking wastes of yo dads cum
Greasy lil nigga you look like a rot skunk
Post on IG pose posted with yo dads gun
Shit out the barrel unload like a hot dump 
Dressed up in bands you don't know bitch you is not punk 
No you not punk
we war ready gang steady mobbed up

Bitch I'm sick of the system that we're living in
Corporations blurred with politicians profits only interest 
Sacrificing human life like Satan bitch I'm fucking livid
If you never felt the touch of death then you aren't really living 
You gotta feel it in your bones when you cry out
Bathed in glory and the gore of who we fight for
Fuck it get a gun and make the demons try to fly out
Blacken out the sun with all the bile dripped from Michael's sword.

Flash from the Glock leave him backlit
ion fw yappin pussy I js wanna tap it 
Catch em pushing p up on my sleeve we gotta tax it 
Cut me 10% or imma cut Yu off the map bitch 
Flash quick like a camera 
But we ain't shooting photos 
Dick riding nigga I swear u a homo
Riding solo chillin wit my bros tho
Shillin dope loud Gotchu on the low tho 
White boy on the block like Michel Cera with the strap
Ask if I can tap the cart and he ain't ever get it back
Spin back
I shoot his lungs And then another to his head
That boy got one foot in the grave and then another so he dead 

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

WARCRIMEZ [PROD.SHADYHELIOS]

Blood

BRXH

Fast (prod. julioo!)

Members
(LXXIV) @adam-vanscoyk
(Kashimotu) @kashimotu 
(TR3) @cursedones
(C-Good) @c-good-win

DONT CLOSE YOUR EYES [PROD. GENOCIDE]

RVMAN

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