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ur bih coughin off this d like some cinnamon 🗣️

@kakkorot x @skyteee - lick!
prod by @kakkorot x @taiketsu
YOUTUBE LINK
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFEcUGtQVCw

KAISANI x SKYTE - LICK! [PROD. TAIKETSU対決]

B.A.N.W.A.V PROD. ROLLIE

@skyteee x @kaisani - YUNG MAN!

Produced by @wydsonni + @taiketsu + @kaisani

Released by Cruel Society

Follow Kaisani & Skyte Here !
www.instagram.com/kaisanii/
www.instagram.com/therealskyte/

Links to song
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5MlmQ3EbgMToL04mxHBiYH?si=5fe637cf30e64952
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/mx/album/yung-man/1616511707?i=1616511709&l=en
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/kaisani/yungman-128bpm

Spotify

KAISANI x SKYTE - YUNG MAN!

Lyrics:
I know my ex hella mad she know I'm the man it'll take her some time to admit
I done ran up on a bag I know niggas mad I got the shit jumping like crickets 
Hold up
She say my name when I'm in it
She want that Skyte dick go cop a ticket 
Thick ass booty man it look like a biscuit 
I'm tryna cheat on my bitch imma risk it
Only thing that touch her lips is my dick tip
Bitch imma blow in this shit I'm relentless
Bitch I'm like no other 
My brother said fuck a gun he got cutter
We ain't finna speak on that its undercover
I walk in the bank on me I feel like gunna
My choppa just spazz and clap it sound thunder
That bitch finna hit yo momma and your brother 
I slide on these beats better than some butter
My flow just keeps heating up like "Is it summer?"
Brought it from the bottom nigga yeah the gutta 
I run up on him like boy give me them racks
You can call all of the niggas you know in the world but I swear you ain't getting it back
Don't understand how a nigga can chase down a bitch you need to go chase down a sack
Soon as I download the beat and put it in fl you know that that shit is a wrap 
We catching bodies and smoking they pack
This bitch caught me cheating I'm still finna cap
I put it on god I'm still finna cap on that hoe
From the back I be smacking that hoe
Niggas keep playing this gat finna blow
This nigga pussy he cap bout a pole
Solluminati im snatching his soul
That's right lil n*gga imma snatch that 
Got two big stick in my backpack
You a lame n*gga trapping on snapchat 
O my god
O my god
O my god
O my god
How you still broke need to go get a job
Rod stay on me like the wizard of ozz
I done came up and I look like a boss
She want my dick but it come with a cost
Yeah u better pay up
When it turn night I stay up
I end the night with my nut on her makeup
Booty so thick thought this hoe from Jamaica 
Roll up a wood while I count up my paper 
Fuck bout a cape I would never go save her
Bitch Im Mqueen and your n*gga is Mater
I do not know you don't ask for no favor 
U catch this fade ian taking no taper
I'll have you running for Myles no maker
Go hide ya bitch I'm still finna take her

#ADMITIT [@therealskyte]

#MANZ4 [W4DDLES]

NO ONE COMING THRU (TRIAL&ERROR THROWAWAY)

Youtube: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWCZBloqmeY&ab_channel=Skyte-Topic
Spotify: 
https://open.spotify.com/track/5AVJ4kQggQpgcuiOWaKPF4?si=802b2d4df4f944e6


Lyrics: 

Remember back then they was all looking down on me
I was at school they was clowning me
B*tch im the goat straight from birth I was bound to be
Yo hoe keep on touching my dick
She arousing me!
Glock to his head, f*ck n*gga count to three
Get out my mu f*cking way
uh huh
She love my smell no bouquet 
uh huh
Way they talking bout skyte man they gay
uh huh
Pull out my chop, Walk in yo crib, Let that b*tch eat no buffet
I bet your mad your b*tch where I stay 
F*ck bout a nat I'll get that replaced 
Got yo b*tch drunk throwing ass in the basement she like to gag she don't need a plate 
We are not next to each other not adjacent 
(ummm)
So f*ck n*gga stay in your place

Mask on my face with a knife like Im jason  
Give a fuck what you got lil N*gga I’m taking 
Chop Pop Pop man it’s sounding like some bacon
Ain’t this your girl?
I think you’re mistaken
Just popped a X and my stomach keep aching
I don’t mean to flex but these Benjamin Franklins
All that I get
How I’m  a chef in the crib cooking up and yo b*tch just trying to eat on my dick
I do my best to keep this sh*t humble on these n*ggas but now it’s getting me pissed
He think he a threat? He pulled up on my n*ggs and we ain’t even move about a inch
I just want the neck don’t even want to see the Pussy know that it comes with a stench
He tried to hop on the field I said sit your ass down and go hop on that mu fucking bench!
Catch me fucking yo b*tch 
might leave a dent
How we so rich? 
It don’t make sense
Step up to me you get jumped like a fence 
Bling on my wrist bout the cost of your rent
My n*ggas demons and you can’t repent
Blick staying on me at every event
Got that b*tch boy hiding out in a tent
Matta fact go find your mother
Rip Lil Keed Free thug and Gunna
B*tch watch out I ain’t stutter
Never run out my bro got another
Flex in your face I came from the gutter
Me and yo b*tch kick shit my my place by the end of the night will be f*cking each other
Slide in the hoe and she Smooth like butter
Come play with my kids but don’t bring your brother
No like,
Deadass b*tch do not bring yo f*cking brother 
Like I will leave that n*gga outside I am not playing 
B*tch you know I’m tryna f*ck like why the f*ck would you even - 

Aye 
They thought sh*t was over it ain’t 
Peel off yo sh*t like sum paint 
Think I’m addicted to dank
You can stop trying to be me you can’t 
Whip out my dick on yo b*tch and she faint 
Whip out my dick on yo hoe she like Gimme it
Going out sad about a b*tch you a idiot 
Don’t go to school would’ve thought I was phineas 
Just seen you post your new b*tch she hideous 
My n*ggas evil as sh*t insidious 
I’m in the room with yo b*tch I’m hitting it
How I stay cold in this sh*t? Amphibious 
Call my brother and he blick your affiliates 
Treat the b*tches like a trick! I’m the silliest 
(Ok ok ok lemme calm down) 
I told that b*tch to chill and she just got way more intimate 
I’m that n*gga you can tell by my diligence 
Mech pencil get the lead and i fill em in 
Yo b*tch coughing off this dick like some cinnamon 
I hold the block up your can call me a enderman 
I do good and n*ggas get straight to envying 
White plug think that n*gga named simion 
You can get up off the ground and get b*tched again 
Said that you hard then pull up and come hit me then 
Big body whip what a young n*gga sitting in
Don’t wanna get your ass beat? Run me fifty then
Heard yo b*tch taking black meat from sixty men
Dot on his head like acne or an Indian 
Yuh nig
 
Don’t on his head like acne or an Indian 

Gang 

Gang 

Gang

F OUT MY WAY [TAIKETSU]

Glocky on the ceiling (@ayowitty)

@skyteee @KILLOMELET @benjiostentation ALL PLATS
prod (Benji Ostentation)


ig is fuckjavn

distro is garbage so idk if this will be on all plats again

#HABITAT 2 FEAT SKYTE & KILLOMELET (BENJIOSTENTATION)

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]

@killdavyn + @884phxbia - #PERCJERK
PRODUCED BY FLOXX
MIXED BY ME

[Lyrics]
I put that boy on a tee
He think he fuckin’ with me
Leavin’ a mess on the scene
I want that bitch, I’m a fiend
All from the back, I’mma beat
Hit that lil boy, make him lean
I don’t want her, she a treesha
(Davyn’s the baddest nigga alive) That’s right
Look at my neck, my wrist, got ice
Look at yo bitch, my dick got height
She on my dick told her lick don’t bite
I’m in the whip, I’mma flip that bike
He wanna talk, he gon’ die tonight
I send that boy to the sky tonight
Up in the air like a satellite

Put 'em up in the air like a satellite
Got my blick in the whip, I ain’t tryna fight
He saw me comin', that boy started running
But boy it’s too late so I’m taking yo life
He didn’t even earn no stripes
He got a blick, guess what we taking his pipe
Woah you sus, lemme just change what I said
We finna take his strap
He wanna turn drac’ hitting his back
Takin' yo shit, ain’t getting it back
In too deep, I'm not going back
Back, boy you better get back
Step on the gas, goin' too fast
I’m in the V, I might just crash
Boy you dumb tryna get up wimme
I got so many bullets you not finna last

Aye, yuh, I'm bout to spazz in the bitch
Shawty got ass, throw it back in this bitch
She wanna go to the back in this bitch
Shawty she on me I'm baggin' the bitch okay
I got the chop on my side, better pray
Bitch I got bands when I walk out the bank
I got the gas yeah I'm smokin' on dank
He wanna beef with me, we not the same
Run up the bands, run up the numbers
Lil shawty a fan, pass to my brother
The chop in my hand, I got the cutter
Pull out and pop it, it's takin' you under
I got the bread so you don't gotta wonder
Bih gimme head or I'll fuck on yo mother
Shawty she hot like she fresh out the oven
Need me some hoes yeah I need me a dozen
Lil shawty bad so I pass to my cousin
Yeah, I keep that bitch in the family
Yeah, John is a bitch, he no man to me
Yeah, that boy a thug in his fantasies
Yeah, I’m goin’ crazy, insanity
That’s a bad ass bitch told her pull up
If a nigga want smoke tell him push up
If you ain’t with the gang then good luck
If you ain’t with the gang then we up it then pop it
We turn him Hindi, red dot at his noggin
She wanna twist on the dick when she bop it
She just be throwin’ that ass then I caught it
Smokin’ the pound of the gas, that exotic
Shawty she bad so she always the topic
Off of the gas I be movin’ robotic
She givin’ top like a mufuckin’ bonnet

Took a look on yo block, I’m on it
Switch on the Glock, he saw me turned to Sonic
So much pape', don’t ask what’s in my pocket
Reach in that bitch I'mma pull out a rocket
He running way too fast hop in the V
Now it just look like he joggin'
Watch how I get on yo ass
Glock 19, I’m on feet with the blick started tossin'
Yo bitch a freak she see me tryna toss it
I catch a opp tryna play I’mma off 'em
Boy don’t send me yo music, it’s awful
Rocket launcher through the crib, I’m Osama
Bitch I don’t care, I’m not a Obama
Drac' on me gon spit like a llama
He try to reach, I teach catch one to the gut, now it like he gon vomit
Huh? Can’t think
Where he at, UAV
Wait a minute, now I see
These lil niggas tryna be like me
Boy get the fuck on I’m making 'em flee
Eyes open I can’t sleep
On your street bitch I creep
.556 .223
Them bullets they hawking 'em down
He tried to run from them shots, got put on the ground
Boy I ain’t making no sound
First it get quiet, I’m shooting the chop now it’s loud
Steady looking for they mans 
Where did he go? Huh, he in the clouds
Bro got kidnapped, now he dead, no he not getting found

F OUT MY WAY [TAIKETSU]

SKYTE

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