ALL PLATFORMS

THE DEVILS MARCHING BAND (PROD. ROMA JONSON)

@mvzi
@akvri

LYRICS:

Pussy boy was dissin
So I pulled up to his crib
I smoked him like a spliffin
Sold his body, up on Wish
That mammas boy is missin
Someone help her find her kid
My thoughts are getting wicked
You gon need an exorcist

Pussy boy why you talkin
Talkin, better stop it
Thought he was a pumpkin 
So I started to carve him
Now his bloods on my carpet
I do this shit for profit

Neko girl, silly bitch
Why you fall in love,
With maniac killers
Who get to killing you for fun
I don’t want your love
Grippin on my gun

SPOTIFY

VAMPIRE KING (Prod. AKVRI)

Lyrics:

You know I'm living this lifestyle until I'm the one and I ain't gonna sit back
And you know that when I'm gon' make it I'm gonna be feeling myself and won't come back
Ballin' out everyday like I'm Lebron and I'm wavier, yeah than a wave cap
Always on offense, there's no need for defense, so I ain't even thinking about running back
Ain't no running back, not that type of guy
Dripped out, yeah I'm super fly, getting high metaphoric vibes
Feel myself getting super cocky, that's when I know I've become a stupid guy
Everyday I'm lost in my own body, thinking if the end is near it's no surprise
Huh, but I survived, must still have a purpose in this life
Still not sure what it is yet, but God He got me, yeah He's on my side
I don't know if this is it, I guess we'll see if I blow up right
Either way I know I'll be alright
As long I keep good things by my side

Yeah, roof right off the coupe, I told her come and ride (ride)
I unlocked the door, I told her come inside (yeah inside)
Take my time don't take my life (yuh)
She's so bad, wanna be my wife (right)
She get mad, she'll be alright (yeah, right)
I sit back, count up all night (damn)
Girl don't kill my vibe (vibe)
Think I wanna drink and drive (drive)
Pull up wit my mob (mob), wit my bro like Drake and Josh (Josh)
I can't work no 9-5 (five), I'm too busy for a job (job)
I don't spend no time online (yuh), he only tough when he on live (ha)
I don't even ask no questions cause I know that he gon' lie
Send that boy right up to heaven, need no ticket he gon' fly
Send a pair of 22's, we gon' leave 'em paralyzed
He ain't even see me coming, he gon' need a pair of eyes
I keep waking up in a new time zone
She keep calling me, need a new iPhone
She won't put her trust in me, she don't know who I know
I keep going up, I reached a new milestone
I've been coast to coast, I went from LA to NY, yeah
Don't know how to do it, but I tell her we gon' try, yeah
Funny how we made it, funny how this is my life, yeah
Feel like I'm Rihanna, I'm a diamond in the sky

You know I'm living this lifestyle until I'm the one and I ain't gonna sit back
And you know that when I'm gon' make it I'm gonna be feeling myself and won't come back
Ballin' out everyday like I'm Lebron and I'm wavier, yeah than a wave cap
Always on offense, there's no need for defense, so I ain't even thinking about running back
Ain't no running back, not that type of guy
Dripped out, yeah I'm super fly, getting high metaphoric vibes
Feel myself getting super cocky, that's when I know I've become a stupid guy
Everyday I'm lost in my own body, thinking if the end is near it's no surprise
Huh, but I survived, must still have a purpose in this life
Still not sure what it is yet, but God He got me, yeah He's on my side
I don't know if this is it, I guess we'll see if I blow up right
Either way I know I'll be alright
As long I keep good things by my side

Sit Back

Sit Back (feat. Surf) [prod. Asohii]

♫ Lyrics ♫

Run it go
I been up and out the slope
She go up and down the pole
Start the engine lose control we adios
Supernova i ain't even met my quota
But it's time to hit the road and disappear into the open 

@lxrdk
Big racks, imma take the money cash that
KSTUFF got a bad bitch, kstuff make her ass clap
I been feeling jet lagged
I’m a walking red flag
I don’t know why niggas always testing bro, step back

10 toes, i been standing 10 toes
10-4, niggas not my kenfo
Limbo, yeah she gonna get low
Chain full of gem stones
Writing names death notes

Run it go
I been up and out the slope
She go up and down the pole
Start the engine lose control we adios
Supernova i ain't even met my quota
But it's time to hit the road and disappear into the open

Spaces 
Why all these hoes be racist
On me you cannot face this
Why can't ya man just face it
Pack hitcha' face like face lift

I never had reason not to quit
I end up putting gucci on my kicks
I just need 10 bitches to my dick
Never trip run it quick

produced by: @adjacen7

SUPERNOVA (ft. lord k)

devils angel! (prod. playfuss)

currently in an oasis

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