fav songs (again)

Lyrics:
Sippin that lean better with ya b*tch 
Swear she a fiend begging for the dick
I’m at the peak header of the list
I’m doing me let them get the jist
I’ll make his cheek meet a n*gga fist
Beyblade I pull that sh*t back and I rip
I like my bread and my lettuce with chips
Blue stacking bitch Ian banging with crip
No you can’t stay b*tch go find you a lift
Don’t try to sneak diss thinking you slick 
I grab that heat quick empty the clip
She on my meat b*tch get off my tip
You stuck on hoes I done already hit 
Currency magnet that all that I get 
Drop that facade boy you just a b*tch
I got my rod Ian missing sh*t
When I’m in the ring I can’t loose bitch there ain’t no option 
They tryna steal my sauce had to put my kids up for adoption 
Ion even care bout the cost if I like that sh*t on god I’m copping
I can get you knocked out quick we both know Ian talking boxing 
B*tch I’m the name of the town 
Hoe pull my pants down dick slangin around 
Got a big ass clip with your name on the round 
Tik tok n*ggas want fame on a sound 
My plug bless cop came with a pound 
Don’t back down b*tch claim what you bout 
You can be up we still taking you down 
Infinity shots means infinity rounds 
(Gang gang)
What you wanna do lil n*gga
Get your hoe passed right alley-opp lil n*gga
Back then I was just a rude ahh n*gga 
Fast forward now it times two dat n*gga 
Track meet your b*tch ran through that n*gga
Boy you can’t shoot where the hoop at n*gga?
Don’t have no relatives f*cling with me you wouldn’t wanna lose that n*gga
(Rest in peace! Rest In Peace frl)
Yuh 
Gang
I’m at his neck button tie
(Gang)
B*tch I’m up and you cannot say otherwise 
(Gang)
I put dick in her tummy no butterfly 
(Gang)
Lyrics heating the room like it’s summertime 
Man you kissing and loving all over this b*tch meanwhile she’s f*cking another guy
Man that’s Lowkey gay
I do not sleep i'm up all day 
Don’t try to creep I’ll up that Kay 
You can come test if this sh*t is a prop if you wanna
Stack up my bread that’s a everyday comma 
How about we fight I don’t like drama 
Got your b*tch rolling my marijuana 
Chop want a meal call that b*tch Jeffery Dahmer
Send me the beat on god imma slaughter 
She said im that n*gga 
Im like “tell me some sh*t I don’t know!”
Finger on that trigger 
Make a pussy n*gga backdown from gunsmoke 
Said you got them funds n*gga back that up where the f*ck yo funds go
Yeah I might be him promise you that i'm farthest from the one tho
How many times I gotta tell these n*ggas I am not the one 
Not the one to play with
Not the one to step by
Not the one to cross n*gga
All that sh*t
Uh gang 
(Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh)

2X [Yukisx x Uhmnick]

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2NDOMyaiffZ86IGNR9npXX?si=3f83c2159f464797

@skyteee

released by @lockehearts

lyrics

shawty fake, 
she put on a mask when she see me
yea i’m done u don’t have to believe me
i got hella gas yea they call me a green fiend 
gang got hella cash yea they call us the green team
why she side eying me like a cheat sheet
said she wanna die w me
u don’t need me
that hoe tryna vibe w me
running him down we goin see what he talking bout 
he do the dash when my gang pull the choppa out
i’m off this gas so i can’t even function now
i’m off this gas so i can’t even function
my music play when i walk in the function
step to gang u get turned into nothing
ain’t on a thing i can tell that u bluffing 
that lil boy he ain’t on shit
i think i’ll go spend a band on a fit
u could get hit w these extended clips

I can’t text u I’m enjaded boo
Use the weed in replace of you
You hate niggas and I hate them too 
Been a long road tryna make it thru 
Took my heart and shot it down girl I ain’t bulletproof 
What they say bout me when I’m not around I see how niggas move 
That’s why I’m moving on my own time 
That bih ask why I don’t text her but she know why 
When you talk to me girl do not tell me no lie 
You was my orange soda the whole time

shawty fake, 
she put on a mask when she see me
yea i’m done u don’t have to believe me
i got hella gas yea they call me a green fiend 
gang got hella cash yea they call us the green team
why she side eying me like a cheat sheet
said she wanna die w me
u don’t need me
that hoe tryna vibe w me
running him down we goin see what he talking bout 
he do the dash when my gang pull the choppa out
i’m off this gas so i can’t even function now
i’m off this gas so i can’t even function
my music play when i walk in the function
step to gang u get turned into nothing
ain’t on a thing i can tell that u bluffing 
that lil boy he ain’t on shit
i think i’ll go spend a band on a fit
u could get hit w these extended clips

mask w/ skyte prod hazard

@slayer77 & @skyteee - Supposed To Be 

Produced by @ayowitty & @slayer77
Released by @lockehearts

Follow SLAYR Here !
www.instagram.com/slayerrseven/

Lyrics:
(slayr)
are you really tryna get to know me
me and you together not how its supposed to be
she touching my neck feel like the room is four degrees
me and you together not how its supposed to be

made another five bands while sleeping
i cant go to your side you tryna hold me in
you really thought i wouldnt know
that nga talking out of line if it was me i wouldnt go uh

racks never running out
you know slayer never giving a fck
im not linking if you dont wanna fck
talking crazy then its up and its stuck
talking crazy then the chop finna dump
tired of people taking me for a chump
enough is enough
are you really tryna get to know me
me and you together not how its supposed to be
she touching my neck feel like the room is four degrees
me and you together not how its supposed to be

(skyte)
i dont wanna talk if it aint bout bread
im stuck up ill stand u up will sleeping in my bed
and i dont wan' cuff im rude as fck im chasing green instead
she a lame ho had to say bye bye and watch ?????
b***h i hate you
she want a relationship you know that takes two
me and slayer on the track we having breakthroughs
i gave you my heart you better make do
better make do
know im a call away
girl i put in all the way
brought you from where you started aye
and i took you the farthest way
had to put my heart away
and pick up these bands
she asked why we parted wouldnt understand

(slayr)
racks never running out
you know slayer never giving a fck
im not linking if you dont wanna fck
talking crazy then its up and its stuck
talking crazy then the chop finna dump
tired of people taking me for a chump
enough is enough
are you really tryna get to know me
me and you together not how its supposed to be
she touching my neck feel like the room is four degrees
me and you together not how its supposed to be

(end)

GAIA ALL PLATFORMS

Supposed To Be (ft Skyte) (prod ayowitty & slayr)

Konkai Wa

Konkai Wa + Tayoloxs

Prod. Ayowitty x hazard

Lyrics:
She want me to chase her 
I got to much on my mind so girl I’ll see you later 
Even thought you hella fine you still behind the paper 
What can I say? 
Ima a money chaser 

[slayer]
What can I say I’m a money chaser x4

[skyte]
I’m so sick of you 
If I keep going up then I might f*ck round hit the roof 
These n*ggas gossiping that’s what them b*tches do
I can’t trust a soul I’m way too cynical 
Scorpion finish you 
Gotta watch what you do or get into 
Keep it subliminal 
Get back in my life when you did wrong considered a miracle 
I’m doing big sh*t and you moving minimal 
I can tell yo man a L cause you looking miserable 

[slayer]
Im sending shots out but these not clinical
So many racks but this is still the minimal amount
Tryna say im broke like nga you peep the visual amount
That b*tch is fine im unzipping her gown
What does the hunnid stand for its the rounds
And the money
Ngas was laughing at me tryna rap like what about  now is it funny
Ngas said i wasnt gonna make racks like look at you now you dummy
Dat b*tch come over buss it down for
Walking outside its freezing cold even though outside its sunny


[back and forth]
I can’t trust em even when they say they got me
Any n*gga that try to step get folded origami
She asked if I ll leave her I’m like I don’t know but prolly 
But b*tch you can hit the door I’m not the type to say sorry
I don’t know why all these other n*ggas copy 
Take the weight up off my shoulders like I’m rock lee
She wanna ride on me all night like Kawasaki 
Dat bih really sucking my soul out
What am sipping? A slight 4 ounce 
B*tch I conquered it no you can’t match my Haki 
Dat bih wanna take all of my money call her Nami 
There’s a lot it we getting all this broccoli
Stepping on necks a hobby 
She eat on my dick like takis 
I’m tryna get away 
yeah I’ve been living great  
I’m doing 185 on the interstate 
She wanna come to crib this no dinner date 
 I spent all my racks I’ll make it again today 
That nigga tryna talk sh*t you know he get sent away 
All of the shit you wearing is trash throw that in a bin today 
This sh*t got me raging out I’m bouta eviserate 
Nobody listen to the shit you make yuh 
Nobody listens to the shit you make 
What can I say ? Imma money chaser x4

Money Chaser w/ Slayr

@taiketsu + @rhinoo1 - first time
Produced by @tayoloxs

Released by @lockehearts

Follow taiketsu, rhinoo! & tayoloxs here !
www.instagram.com/taiketsu/
www.instagram.com/fuckrhinoo/
www.instagram.com/tayoloxs/

Taiketsu + Rhinoo! - First Time [prod. Tayoloxs]

ITS MY SZN
Lyrics: 
They already know what the f*ck going on

Don’t mistake me a rat 
But I get the cheese out the trap 
Stat, I’m in it beating her back 
Fact, that when I blow it it splat 
We gon eradicate you off the map
My legs hot cause that heat on my lap 
You better not theres no reason to cap 
I’m in her kitty playing with her cat 
We in yo city searching where you at?
Send me yo lo and I’m there I’m shooting 
High then a b*tch got my brain computing 
They finna hate me then ride the movement 
Run up on me and you die you stupid 
Out my mind imma lose it 
I’m to hot I gotta cool it 
Sike I ain’t cooling sh*t
Run up wrong and your life, you losing it 
She keep fiending for dick she a lunatic 
I’m strapped up with a stick and a coola kit 
Thought I was gon cuff? She a stupid b*tch 
No this ain’t no prop I’m using it 
Uh 
She can ride me if I let her 
She left cumstains on my sweater 
B*tch I’m good but I get better 
I’m in love with drank forever 
Move wrong you get severed 
I take yo head off
Shoot a f*ck n*gga in his dreadlocks
She don’t top good now my leg soft 
All of Skyte opps are some dead opps 
You a cap if this don’t make yo head bop 
I got hella sticks I feel dead shot 
F*ck on a n*gga b*tch and make her bed rock 
No Ian missin sh*t I’m hitting headshots 
Look 

Get this bread and stay on top on my to do list 
I can’t cuff no nice hoe I need a ride b*tch 
She give top so good you woulda thought my d*ck was Ruth Chris 
Tryna play me out my sh*t n*gga is you stupid?
Get this bread and stay on top on my to do list 
I can’t cuff no nice hoe I need a ride b*tch 
She give top so good you woulda thought my d*ck was Ruth Chris 
Tryna play me out my sh*t n*gga is you stupid?
Y

To do list [taiketsu]

ITS MY SZN
Lyrics:
End a beef I’ll never dead it 
You don’t got racks pussy you pathetic 
Got green in the bank like lettuce 
Can’t last in the cut get shredded 
Shawty wanna fuck I get it 
I use the brain and leave that hoe beheaded 
Hit the pussy once then I forget it 
You sending them shots I send it back like tennis 
Slide with unlimited shots 
Someone inside getting popped 
These n*ggas pussy as f*ck cause they acting like shit that they not 
Ou
Break in the crib like swat 
Ou 
Slide finna twist yo top 
Ou
Ion really gon no opps 
Ou
No ion really got no opps alive 
I got sticks so if you try me then you must be tryna die 
Up that bliq like a jump save it’s gon leave em traumatized 
Now I’m at the funeral and I keep watching his mama cry  it’s kinda fye
They screaming and crying bout how that bout not alive 
They say that he going to heaven… I guess now I see that boy eye to eye 
I’m at the top floor coolin 
Said she wanna fuck what we doing 
I start a wave and shi now all these n*ggas tryna ride on the movement 
She tryna act gang and shi and f*cked my bro do she think that I’m stupid?
(Dumb lil bitch) 
I’m not a nice guy no I’m not genuine 
Dick in her mouth she can’t hold it like cinnamon 
I hold the door when we fuck I’m a gentleman 
You only talk shit boosted up off adrenaline 
You try the gang or the crew then I’m killin him b*tch 
Skyte and a goat is a synonym bitch 
Knock that boy out where ya vision went?
Twelve pull up I’m civilian I’m innocent 
Tricks is for kids lil b*tch you ain’t tricking shit 
This hoe tryna slide to my place where I live and shit 
I meant my habitat 
You can’t shoot shit you don’t have a strap 
I make the pack flip quick no acrobat 
I’m going up why the fuck n*ggas mad at that 
Took his b*tch I hit then I pass her back
Call that b*tch Garfield got the fatest cat
You know where I’m at nigga slide to my habitat 
Yuhh aye I’m in my habitat x4
Maybe you could come flex if you had a rack 
In the club I’m throwing up dubs and she finna shake you know imma slap the back
Hell no Ian grabbing that 
All my n*ggas on go we action packed 
And you know where to catch me n*gga 
I’m in my habitat

Habitat 3 [Benjiostentation]

ITS MY SZN
Lyrics:
Pockets full of presidents 
B*tch I move to elegant 
extendo on my clip it got a trunk just like a elephant 
B*tch I'm in the trap all day Im working and you never went 
Lay my vocals down on the track she like you heaven sent
Dirty hoe she got me sick 
yuh
I spilt lean on my kicks 
yuh
She wanna pic of my dick 
yuh 
She a lil freak ahh bih 
uh 
N*gga imma sneak in quick 
Cant kill me imma eat that shit 
Bitch try me imma leak her tits 
Wanna meet me? Boy you finna meet this stick 
Wanna beat me? Boy you finna beat not shit
On my meat meat shawty tryna eat my dick 
Wanna free feat n*gga done lost his mind 
Send me the bread and the maybe Ill spit
Im not no skeleton boning this b*tch 
B*thc I'm a veteran been in it since
Dont remebr just know I was a jhit 
He talk wrong he get laid in a pit 
B*tch Im the top dawg Andrew Tate in this b*tch 
She say my coc long she keep shaking and sh*t
Sure I make pop songs but I making it rich 
Leave her alone and Im taking yo b*tch 
Twelve asking questions Im pleading the fith
Flexing yo chain boy you look like a lick 
Try me end up in a spliff 
She want the meat its to hard to resit 
Go in, get top, then imma dip
Blowin, headshot, right in yo sh*t
damn 
Twelve coming gotta dip 
Tisa Korean pull up and I dip
I got the quac b*tch I take a dip 
Im drowning in sauce tryna take a dip
She jack me off busted on her lip
damn
Now she tryna get a kiss 
ew
Accurate I will not miss
ew
Making money while I piss 
ew
Give a f*ck about a diss 
ew 
Show me what you really meant 
Cant f*ck yo hoe her pussy got a stench 
How you send shots you sitting on the bench 
She play with my nuts something like a wrench 
She tryna cuff it don't make no sense 
Im shooting sh*t up looking through the lens 
Your new sh*t suck throw it in a bin 
I cannot lose all I do is win 
With you she good with me she sin
Not hitting shots you cant even hit the rim 
Skinny n*gga need to go hit the gym 
No question bout it n*ggas know that I'm him 
On adventures with my dog phinn

ong ong ong

Dip freestyle [taiketsu x ayowitty]

Skyte - Meet This Stick [@DJGREN8DE EXCLUSIVE]

Twinstyle w/ SKYTE

skyte - Demon Staus

Bak w/ SKYTE

Skyte - NNFS [@ppplokio & @quitwav]

Kriss Vect (p. cranksquad & k0nfidence)

https://www.instagram.com/energizedhaxker/

LINKTREE:
https://linktr.ee/energizedhaxker

YOUTUBE:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7kfO3pBmgoJdUX2XkxaZDw

THROWAWAYS:
https://soundcloud.com/user-772533798-813413233
https://soundcloud.com/user-404393148/tracks

Dip freestyle [taiketsu x ayowitty]

SKYTE

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