Prod. wraith9

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her

[EsDeeKid] 
In a Kush coma, EsDeeKid fried I'm a fuckin' stoner 
Got a bottle full of tris kid, I'm never sober 
I don't push no shit lad I fuckin' told ya 
Never had an older 
I was doing day trips to the dam, wait damn 
Got a bally on me face, and I'm rockin' ray bans 
Wait man 
I don't fuck with no snakes, fake man 
Keep a stack up on me lap, got 20 in the waistband 

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

[Rico Ace]
I’m seeing mink on mink,
Catch him doubling the fur
Put my chain under the sink 
Cuz' i’m doubling the brrrr
Pussy pink, it’s on the brink 
Hit the tap and make her squirt 
Put a snake under the ground 
It’s like i’m doubling the dirt 

She fuckin' wit my raps 
I'm sounding very different 
Swallowing these tabs, big belly with it 
Two stepping in her loubs'
God damn, lelly kelly wid it

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her

LV Sandals

Prod Wraith9

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

[Rico Ace]
My girl’s on my back like, “Why you smoke for?”
Hypocrite, stress turned her to a coke whore.
Kate Moss fame, man, my bitches need their own tour,
She jealous of the fiends like, “Why you always on the phone for?”

Been about bands, now they call me the strangest,
If it ain’t P’s, I ain’t ready to talk.
Little man’s been the wrong name for the kid,
He’s the biggest green man since Incredible Hulk.

Purple Runtz, man’s getting it bulk,
All of my haters getting them sulk.
Bad bitch wanna get in the clique,
Wanna hit of the za, she ain’t getting no smoke.

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

Phantom

Rebel

4 Raws

che - pass out [prod. cxo]

xaviersobased x che x plaqueboymax - motto [prod. pekka x isojune]

she stay in the back of my mind
she be saying shit i don't like
feel like hell and i don't know why
feel like hell and i don't know why 

don't tell me you like me
if i feel sum different from you
i got what you need and what you want
but i don't want you
you can love me all you want
kill myself out your front door
one wrong move inside this bitch
i swear to god we done hoe   

poison in my body
i just got too fucked up i got
poison in my body
she just act like, what i act like
i'm who she embody
im so fucked up, shut the fuck up
slits all on my body
slits all on my body

i know i'm an asshole
scratch all down my back hoe
why did you come back tho
i ain't want you back hoe

gen5 in this bag hoe
hollow fill this mag bro
why this fuck hoe mad tho
bitch, get off my back bro

give a fuck about shit bitch i'm done yeah
get on top of the roof wit this gun yeah
that lil shot in his head get him stunned yeah
that lil shot in his head now he done yeah

i just talk all my shit then i'm done yeah
i can't help that i do what i want yeah
what's been done could never be undone yeah
i control how this all get spun yeah

poison in my body

walk into the airport, everybody staring at me
had to walk back out my choppa in the backseat
put a hunnit on this bitch, i swear i started laughing
walk inside this bitch, i swear i started blasting

blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too
blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too

let the feds know they cannot find me
go where i want ion need ID
pig pull a mf over, ion really give a fuck
yeah hoe i shoot police
two to the chest, one to the head
four in the back, dump the rest in the mf face
twelve squad car back up, pack up in this bitch
yeah yeah yeah this whip finna race
i fuck around put a hole in his chest
i put the same strap to my head 'fore the feds
ever make me confess
nah bitch i can't ever confess
if i walk inside this bitch
i cannot leave until i see that everybody is dead
i do what i see recorded, my brain been thru torture
i'm ready to blow off my head

blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too
blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too


first one down he the first one out
first in the room, first one shot down
two shots in the left lung
blood down the leg, run
fill up his lungs
made that lil boy drown
six feet low, now his ass in the ground
if i'm in this hoe, i do not make a sound
blue, red, blue light, i gotta bounce
they don't know where i stay, ho i haunt in the south

walk in the airport

running out of options, suffocate in water
in the room, i'm lifeless, creep in like a stalker
i just put the scalpel to his throat like i'm a doctor
we took off his head kick it around like that shit soccer

replay, i don't want no replay
i see what i want when i want no i cannot relay
anything you ask, i cannot do it, there's no leeway
i just left his body mangled up and down the freeway


i step out the function blacked out
go in, but i'm back out
if i take you with me, gotta promise you won't back out
this a ar15 300, 300 blackout
i just took the contract i killed him, and now i cashout

blocka bl- blocka, ch- choppa on me, spazz out
i walked in upset so everybody getting tagged now
keltec spit that fye like i just let a fucking ghast out
i walk in with no life in my eyes, you let a gasp out

ok, slit apart my face until i open
ok, i gave him something so now he choking
ok, screaming getting drowned out by the locusts
ok, i just left the scene and no one noticed
ok

football

IT'S A REBELLIOUS WORLD WE LIVE IN

LYRICS:
I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems.

Lad, I burst through like a rhino,
Smoked out — no pyro.
Keep mask up on me face, kid, and it’s all black,
Gotta lie low.

Drugs white — albino,
If you know, then I know.
Where did all of that time go?
I see pyramids — no Cairo.

I’m bold, I’m eager,
She’s loving my demeanour.
I just did shrooms in Malibu,
And I’m seeing shit so clearer.

I’m an animal — hyena,
I was mean, but I just got meaner.
As a kid I always was a leader,
Achieve that shit, then I come back cleaner — I clean ya.

I’m the boy, I’m the boss,
I take all of the stock — I don’t care what it cost.
I put fire to crops,
Had to flip that rock, had an OZ. in me socks.

3.5 in me bills,
When I walk in the gaff, lad, I give man chills.
Two halves of the pills —
You’re never gonna see these bussdown grillz.

I’m the hardest out of this century,
These other man, they can’t step to me.
No handout, I give an extra fee —
I’m the male version of ecstasy.

Got a vendetta with the deputy,
No debt on me ‘cause you’re dead to me.
I’m walking ‘round with no weaponry,
And no little shit would try mess with me.

I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems like bahh.

Century

rubber bands

feel like the best

All songs produced by myself

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feel like the best

SANEI

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