Only Warning - @CoaastGxd and @Sixthells
Produced by @Sxmpra
Mixed/Mastered by @Netuhbeats and Sixthells
Art by Halo Black

lyrics

[CoaastGxd]
So I said follow me (Follow me)
Now they all borrow or copy me
So much for obvious flattery
Had to be sad to see family suffering
Happily slashing 'til throats open sputtering

Lower than guts on the floor laying dormant
Lower than moss on the corpse of a forest
Lower than hell to exist for the torment
We the lowest that low gets

Bitch, we the lowest that low gets
I been draining your corpse like an orange
The blade penetrate you like four inch
I fuck her face
She was Mormon
Bitch we the lowest that low gets
I been scrubbing this blood out the foreign
Boutta dip its like 4 in the morning
You can consider this your only warning
Do you wanna play a game?
It's called "How many bodies can I fit at the bottom of the lake?"
Have I ever been sane?
I been running with the devil ever since i learned to think and lost faith
When every day's the same
The hurt, the pain,
The church, the shame it don't change
So i cursed the light and chose the flame
The dark rage stoked what became
A life lived inside of a heart-shaped cage
I evicerate you fully like a sarlacc pit
and then I spread your severed body on the tarmac pitch
Leave you leaking like a faucet from the off-hand stitch
You said you wanted to be dead well mother fucker here it is
I don't give a fuck about a change of heart
I can't stop once I start fuckin tearing you apart
The way I flay and then display you is a work of art
Grind your body to a powder
Load it
Smoke it in a cart

[Sixthells]
We're the undertaker
Life just get so bitter
Me and CoaastGxd ripping you apart
Better hide your sisters
No manners yea we hopeless
Take a glance fuck grasping at your heart

Fuck a pussy bitch up
Can't stop killing
Gas to the dome
Might grip on the chrome
Your faith just dropped to the floor from the ceiling
Opposite of basic
Flashback acid
Life's distorted
Living Maverick
Fuck what they think
And I think they just average
Facing the facts that they can't achieve greatness
Envy the past then you wanna feel nothing

Only Warning

Only Warning w/ Sixthells [Prod. SXMPRA]

Weed, Titties & Satan

Overdrive ft Sinizter (prod by Gerah)

PROD. SIXTHELLS
SPOTIFY https://open.spotify.com/album/5BFeFE9NapWrUTamjwxVm2
APPLE MUSIC https://music.apple.com/br/album/bodied-feat-prompto-single/1564346086?l=en

Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door

Everybody follows everybody
Taking bodies if you motherfucking try me
Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door
Don't need to cut your wrists you fucking bitch just take it in
Take off my bucket list to stop a bitch from getting here
Stop the nonsense Sixthells here till coffin
Living awful bitch you know my car full of junk
Just be careful I got space for bodies in the trunk
Got my goggle seeing straight you're just a fucking bum
Living awful bitch you know my car full of junk
Just be careful I got space for bodies in the trunk

Bodies in the trunk these mothafuckas stepping up to me
Hop inside and take a ride go so fast that your nose will bleed
The seven seas she take the seed we navigating through the breeze
Call her Nami she so sloppy hourglass the sand that seeps
Uh
Fucked up
Ima sinner
What's up
Come and get it
Touched up
She not into
Butt stuff
Ha ha

Watch out
Keep my name out your mouth
Yeah my brains rotten out
I don't care bitch I'm still so fully charged
Ima star
Comin far
Yeah just watch me come and go
In the center of this plane and I'm phasing to a ghost
Uh oh
Who is that it's Prompto
I'm a devil in the night
Now it's time to sacrifice

Everybody follows everybody
Taking bodies if you motherfucking try me
Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door

Bodied

YOUTUBE

Bodied (feat. Prompto)

LYRICS:

Flip pack everyday
I don’t even want the bag
Kick back no way
Boy I’m coming for the plaque
Lay flat no change
You ain’t never had a chance
No cap you stray
Better get up off the mat

Fuck are you? 
Fuck it aye
I’m gon creep in like the babadook
In yo dreams
I ain’t really wanna come at you
It’s yo fate 
Boy I’m finna fuckin stomp on you
Like a Beast like I’m Zeke aye

Bout to slap you out yo polo
You follow you fucking follow
No problem you at the bottom
That collar don’t make you nada
Colada with all your problems
Don’t solve em just watch you fall in
The coffin I fill with toxin 
Abolishing all yo conscious aye uh

You ain’t got no shine
You ain’t go no face
You ain’t got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain’t got no style?
Give a fuck what you think 
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain

Right off yo motherfuckin neck and make a profit 
Just to toss it out the whip to feed these motherfuckers yappin
Bout that guala don’t know nada why you fall in love with cappin
Yeah your posse full of killas? I don’t see nobody flocking

I got, 99 with a lil shotty take yo life
Feel like, Saitama with the fist don’t like to fight
Cause I’m, too quiet it be too easy for Saliva
Don’t, test my kind or my whole kin come for your line 

I got bitches on bitches and I got digits on digits
But it don’t matter you get it? I really live it and kill it
I breathe the fire at your village like Reign of Fire I’m ancient 
Come back to life in a blink and rip out yo eyes I’m entering final form

You ain’t got no shine
You ain’t go no face
You ain’t got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain’t got no style?
Give a fuck what you think 
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain

SOUL SO BLANK (prod. FALLEN)

Coffin Symphony feat Warlord Colossus prod KevThaKilla

Backyard$Henchman(Ft.XnSmoke)

PROD ALETHEO 

COVER ART: https://www.instagram.com/prodbrainmatter/

Roll Up

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

get it all back when you wake up fazed,
sick of those days when you act insane no pay no play,
bitch I'm just broke not brave,
jump in the thick no save,
I got a go...
Don't look back on the road,
left that shit back home,
c'mon make me feel bold,
I got tricks of my own,
old dog with a new bone...
I could never pivot I'm in it to win it
punching past the limit so livid I'm living,
you could've really had it all,
now you ready to settle for really anything at all...
bitch better rep your set,
go ahead place your bets,
pump your chest,
better yet raise your fist,
make em all hear that shit,
say you ain't sick of it,
little boy you a man now picture it,
no innocence left just wickedness,
cold indifference,
mind so villainous,
leave no witnesses...
always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now...
If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

fuck em,
a'int nobody  tell me nothing,
fuck around and end up bluffing 
you a snake little bitch go ahead say something,
you should really know your place,
come face to face with the the hands of fate,
I'm a man bred from hate, 
already dead,
what do you think you could say?

yeah okay bitch,
I do not speak your language,
you cannot say my name bitch,
you and me we not the same bitch,

always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now

If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

If They Want Smoke (prod anywaywellbeats)

Music Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAh5tvNLuyU
Music Video Shot by: @king.zabb

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