🔥Sicko🔥

Misbehaving (feat. Zotiyac) [prod. By gin$eng]

Boy Who Cried Wolf

lil jeff hardy (feat. Chapo)

- smokin on opps -
most of this was freestyled
prod. @healingpowers // mixed by yung bambi + me
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Gas Only (Prod. Heal)

w/ @heist187 | prod. @healingpowers
mixed by me .

Zotiyac & Heist187 - Talk Shit (Prod. Heal)

ZOTiYAC - 5k FREESTYLE(PROD BY H E A L)

KILL SEASON (prod.Hades)

Dc The Don GMFU

I hope this mean somethin #111888777

prod @highselfstayhigh 

lyrics 

two gunz one mask comin for yo punk ass , stick like a thumbtack 
hope that nigga run fast 
been there done that nigga where the funds at know yo bitch a stripper too so show me where the ones at 
need allat , then i make em point me where the mall at , shots get let off in the air no tellin where they fall at , 
bodies fall flat, over small shit , so sad 
went from playin tag and tic tac toe to givin toe tags 
that shit aint my story tho i had to make my own path 
they be like if you dont think first - how you gone last? 
never gave a fuck bout what them other niggaz thought of me 
ever since i aint been in attendance they been callin me 
shit could get louder dependin on how you talk to me these niggaz get angry whenever they bitches fall for me i get it, but why the same niggaz say they go hard for me thats hard for me to understand so fuck it ima ball wit me 
if we pull up and its two of you my niggaz lettin off like 3 a pinch for luck gon leave em in the dust he still a part of me, 
i dont feel sorry for shit my nigga thats far for me im guaranteed to end any situation you start wit me , 
you aint hard to see through nigga you jus hard to see cuz real recognize real and you smell like a shark to me , 
every time blood spill that shit look like art to me , arrows in the hearts we playin archery wit arteries 
we was lurkin thru they block where you niggaz at? 
if a nigga come outside then he gettin whacked ,
take yo shit run off and dont give it back
12 slow as fuck they dont know where the victim at 
i aint playin wit a bitch or a attitude bad girls club ima show you what these ratchets do, and yo nigga can get shot -right after you - 
get behind me and you catch this bullet like a lateral 
big P 90 and the p is for phenomenal 
green light got the location guess where ima go, hit one square then the rest fall domino 
put in work im diggin got my dick in her abdominal 
you know a nigga dominate so why you tryna doubt me tho ? 
niggaz holdin grudges on us talkin bout we shot they bro , 
if we did , tough shit , shoulda known this route was closed , niggaz hop in this lane for exposure and jus get exposed 
ridin wit a roll on me , ridin wit a pole on me yo shordy she gon hold for me the dope is in her ovaries 
hollow blow throw a hole through you cuz nigga aint no hoe in me he blowin shit way outta proportion he say he blowin me

1. Exposed

I hope this mean somethin #111888777 
prod trapmantwothree

lyrics 

nigga talkin bout some smoke but want no cancer i jus po'd a four in my fanta i believe in Santa, instant grams to my face you niggaz insta grammin, shoot the rocket they thought you got shot up out a cannon 
godddaaaam why they all up on my dick i done spent a couple Ks on my nigga Heist sentence it was statements that was written it got em caught and convicted stompin snakes in the grass so my niggaz dont get constricted ,,, 
put a hit on me you must wanna be on my hitlist it was either me or him and ima selfish ass nigga fuck a witness , any way i get away im widdit put that scope behoondaaa nigga shit like a civic 
all you niggaz ... emotional
im ridin thru the jungle wit cargo jus like a soldier do , niggaz way too social too , the feds who you give yo social to
remember the ones close to you , the same ones that screw you over to 
bitches tryna get over me but thats overdue these niggaz wanna be over me but thats overdue i do a nigga UNO backwards make me put a O in you
yeh you rappin but you do it for the camera put the camo on a commando and im a camper ohh my lanta niggaz scammin on nem scanners givin police the location and wit all the proper grammar 
grand slammin niggaz out the park wit my handle , say they want gunplay lets spark up the candles , 
niggaz eatin off my plate like i walk around wit a sample all craps for the nigga he lost his life for a gamble 

you wanna gamble wit yo life nigga fuck it 
i bet nukka shoot bucks out that bucket 
i might be cuttin up but bitch we aint cuttin , he made a sudden move all of a sudden that nigga gone

2. Gamble

I hope this mean somethin #111888777

video
https://youtu.be/46w0WX1VMhw

lyrics
nigga on Foes we be fucked up O T D 
but if a nigga touch us get fucked up, 
haaaanh ? i tuck my gun never tuck my chain ask my nigga Bambi out in Texas im on everythang, lotta drugs - lotta thots , no names just the top, lotta niggaz wolfin over twitter almost got em popped, 
you a shooter?? no - i think not, lemme get a knot, i will give em watts, now he shocked, think outside the box 
NO , FUCKS , GAVE 
WALK AROUND WIT KS 
NO FUCK GIVEN 
YO BITCH IM GON TAKE 
NO FUCKS GAVE 
PUT HER ON THE BLADE
WOKHARDT SIPPIN NOT NO MO THO 
IM OKAY 
sour D , smokin on that gas on the hourly , 
i be wit the plugs and connects like a router be, actually, yo hoe in my trap she got it out for me , get the quarter back and make that lil hoe run a route for me 
you a whole lotta flex im a lotta bet, 
the tec flip that fuck nigga like a omelette, i keep shootin til the spirit dead too got the billy if you actin silly your a dead goose
aye , trappin every fuckin day, if you push around these parts i need percentages and pay, dont cooperate? gon have to make yo shit another way he  wit the cops today gon have take his shit another day, 
call em , clark kent , how that nigga throw the cape on , i call her bart simp she jus a bitch for me to skate on , hoe im part pimp dont got no shoulder you can lay on but ima still slide like a quarter in a payphone, 
it aint no souvenir here go some silver shit to take home, his ass - actin like a cast
bullets finna break bone , where the stash at? the johnny cash at, give it up we down to hurt not down to Earth, lab rats ? 
stitch em up daggers in the duck try take a jab at us and you get stuck, like a dumb fuck , you the product of a condom bust
put yo dollas up , pick a fade we gon line em up , niggaz so sus they disgust me i vomit up, 
boy you beef a lot, nah i mean you tweet a lot, youa hold a bitch purse fore hold a glock , 
youa smoke ya own supply fore you get it off , he aint jump off the porch so we shot em off 
aint no warning shot nigga we gon sweep the block, that nigga woofin like he hungry he can eat a shot, you better to pray to yo God or get what jesus got, line em up, then we pop , bitch connect the dots,

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d savage - ridin

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prod + mixed by @killswitchclf (lyrics below)

no shooting niggaz in broad day yo homie pussy look like he on broadway, 
I feel like Kanye im ballin like all day - member I used to sell drugs in the hallway, 
capital gun thats a tall K im finna kidnap a nigga the saw way, 
that nigga cook in his blood like he sautéed I hit his bitch and now she cannot walk straight, 
they talking bout snatching my chain, he seen me in public aint touch it 
said he was gon shoot me and plus I was lackin and plus he was packin but he aint do nothin, 
yeh you had da strap but yo ass didn't buss it that choppa go "blaat!" it jus sound like it's cussin 
my gun a hillbilly its fuckin yo cousin cops knew we was there but we act like we wasn't 
these lil niggaz just act like they hustling , allat G shit a act I cant trust it, 
and im in the whip wit my bitch scaling zips - cops pull up we act like we fuckin , 
but wait I be actually fuckin , onnat bitch u be actually loving 
bitch said she was loyal she actually wasn't , thats da same bitch that you took home to mother, 
use the same clip for yo mom on yo brotha they both in pajamas hiding under covers, 
I got some shit I dont even be flexin bitch call me NASA im fly undercover ,
way too much texting tell that bitch shut up , make a withdrawal make sure I dont get set up ,
pop out da cut wit a wetter finna go grab the umbrella I mean the Beretta !
pull up im knocking yo shit straight that boy got shot in his ass he cant sit straight , 
you see the gen 5 on this waste ? I let the gen assist show you the 5th day (genesis) 
no sega genesis bitchez cant play me I aint a nemesis niggaz just hate me 
for whatever reason niggaz want take me always talking bout me its like niggaz want date me
choppa singing like "do re mi" see yo future thats so raven .. 
nigga want war well okay then, we leaving em there like okay then, 
we leaving em there like "aight then" one arm up in his face like the Heisman , 
one arm up like "Hi man" , like white people when they drive by man 
and I keep this shit on lock , like white people when you walk by them 
seen the new 19x Glock gotta try it man you finna stand by these bullets dont bystand

*MUSIC VIDEO*

Jungle Book (Freestyle) Prod. Killswitch [LYRICS IN DESC.]

OFF THE RIP (prod. Mike Kelly)

Freestyle Prod. Cxrpse

lyrics 

get up bitch, get up, 
fuckin wit gang prolly get yo ass hit up , hollow get all in yo chest like a hiccup - hit up the morgue and they bagging yo shit up , 
fuck you if you dont go wit us , aye aye , 
we dont discriminate he wanna imitate but at the end of day soon as i wave the DE he disintegrate,
nigga its over , body get sent to the solar 
bitch im masked up mardi gras like its nola 
pull up got sticks in both hands like controllers , 
at yo door late at night like october 
lemme find out where these fuck niggaz post up 
he catch a pellet for putting that post up , 
put that glock to his heart and he broke up ...

(hook repeats) 

im in a porsche and im backing that shit up i catch a opp leave his ass snoring he slipped up , 
make em dance put the glock to his feet like glass slipper , 
wit that "Jocc" on my right arm i feel like dat nigga 
he want smoke tell em right on lets get it my nigga aye , 
fuck it im in it too deep, we in it to eat
niggaz miniature league on the internet sweet always sending the tweets , 
John - Gatti , when im wit the shotty new Tec its possessive it get in yo body , 
clip big like Texas it came outta Dallas i pick that shit up and then press like a stylus - nigga - fuckin wit Yac must be wylin get shot up in traffic on road jus like island , shit get too violent i take off the silence , errybody round here them shots like a siren , ayyy ...
three round burst it hit you and YOU , 
fuck a hearse we dont know what to do wit dude 
fuck a casket he cut in half shit is unusual! 

(hook repeats)

i shoot a nigga then roll up fuck i look like feeling guilty bitch so what ? 
you aint grow up how i growed up 
you dont throw up the same 4 that i throw up, 
empty dat 4 at yo throat watch you throw up ,
its too much blood for yo clothes to just soak up ,
i need da bread bring the heat for dat cold cut , 
gimme da neck then da tech in that order
i need some head then some red gettin po'd up niggaz be secretly snitching the jigs up ... yeh that shit hurt when they switch up niggaz be thinking the gang do not know but - coughing up info i hope niggaz choke up grab the extendo and watch that boy float up

Mardi Gras (Prod. Cxrpse) | LYRICS IN DESC.

KILL STACY - STUDDED STRAP

PROD. BY ME (@itskil)
MIXED BY @FLEXPROPHET

SOME DIFFERENT SHIT

LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
Missed call from my pops,
iPod, and eyedrops,
I got like 5 bucks to buy pot I might cop,
She wanna kick it like Tae Kwon
Do, I might just pipe up,
I want that paper, not essays I type up,
Stack up my fucks that I give you ain’t got shit, 
I’m honest to god, catch this fade like lacrosse sticks,
Empty them pockets, and the wallets, and them dollars,
In a chevy impala when I’m running up where ya mom live,
Knock knock, better walk up, if you got guns, better pop them,
Test my luck, and you might just end up in that coffin,
Items and items, but I must not buy them,
You see me you frightened so you might just hide them,
Talk is so cheap but my voice be designer,
You rocking them white T’s no hey there delilah,
You thinking like how can I get up inside her,
She public as fuck but her hands on my privates,



[Hook 2x]
I got 5 bucks what you tryna buy with it,
I got 4 seats if you tryna ride with me,
3 tabs to the brain now my mind trippy,
And 2 blunts to the dome all in 1 sitting


[Verse 2]
Okay, stop the beat,
You probably, cop a G 
a lotta seeds,
Your shawty prolly swallow me  and gimme brain psychology,
They call me Andrew Carnegie the way I steal monopoly,
And talk is cheap so often I be copping off the block and street,
Your shawty I demolish on her noggin,
And I’m knocking down your door I’m walking,
And I’m prolly gonna make deposits,
Pause it

Okay, I pop out like a possum,
I’m Dumping bodies like Boston Harbor,
Walking jagged like drunken party hoppers with cardi bottles,
I’m Johnny Bravo got black all up on my body armor,
Got them bitches sweaty like after hours of molly water

[Hook 2x]

[Outro]
Cash rules everything around me,
Cream get the money,
5 dolla bill yall,
2x