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Skyte & Witty

Never Broke Again: The Compilation Volume 1

Heading On

Has To Be (prod. Silo)

Shot Blocked! [Ayowitty + Wheretfisray]

You got My Heart Now! <3 (feat. osoarin) [prod. snorkatje]

Lyrics:
Show me my respect baby imma trendsetter 
Yeah I got her wet but I got her friend wetter
How she tryna text when our ties been severed 
Wake up pop out spend a check lil b*tch im a big spender 
I just 
Go! 
Go!
Hop up in this mazzi baby 
F*ck these hoes they drive me crazy
I hate n*ggas like a white old lady
All my money legal than a b*tch there ain’t no swiping baby
Way she cut these n*ggas off so quick I might just like you baby
I know they wanna take me out and put me on the floor 
I don’t work at no damn dominoes but I stick to the dough
You gon win sometimes and you gon loose but that just how it go
She like “Cam I miss the sober you” and I’m like hit the door
Hit the door x4
Hit the door
Get up out my life 
B*tch Ian yo mans and I’m not finna say that twice 
Can’t go slangin dick for free cause it come with a big ass price 
With that tax included 
Yo b*tch throw her back into it
He ran up I had to shoot it
Play your music in the bot and it’s f*cling muted 
I don’t act like sh*t I’m not cause I really do it
When hoes come around n*ggas start acting stupid 
Ion hold back lil b*tch I shoot it 
My gang up we starting movements
Im making bag after bag after bag after bag
Why they so mad why they mad why they mad why they mad
It’s cause we go up fast go up fast go up fast go up fast
You won’t catch go out bad go out bad go out bad go out bad
I don’t mean to flex
But I could do your hoe horrendous and move independent and she would still give up the neck
Ian felt love in a minute but f*ck it forget it that sh*t doesnt make me upset 
A b*tch will have 30 bodies then wonder why I wouldn’t cuff like “what u expect?”
Before we go f*ck b*tch get you a test-
Matta fact b*tch you lost me
To the bread you walk so slow
Walk so slow like a undead zombie 
B*tch I start the show walk in and they eyes all on me
Im a humble n*gga sometimes I be acting cocky 
Cannot stop this wave n*gga try and stop me
Go! 
Go!
Hop up in this mazzi baby 
F*ck these hoes they drive me crazy
I hate n*ggas like a white old lady
All my money legal than a b*tch there ain’t no swiping baby
Way she cut these n*ggas off so quick I might just like you baby
I know they wanna take me out and put me on the floor 
I don’t work at no damn dominoes but I stick to the dough
You gon win sometimes and you gon loose but that just how it go
She like “Cam I miss the sober you” and I’m like hit the door
Hit the door x4
Hit the door

Trendsetter [hoodrixh]

@taiketsu + @rhinoo1 - trust me
Produced by @ayowitty

Released by @lockehearts

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www.instagram.com/taiketsu/
www.instagram.com/fuckrhinoo/
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Taiketsu + Rhinoo! - Trust Me [prod. ayowitty]

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2a9dlv9Ac6MN2WvMnX7PHY?si=8adbaa33925345d2

@taiketsu + @kaisani + @skyteee - pry
Produced by joshwa + @ayowitty & @taiketsu

Released by @lockehearts

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https://www.instagram.com/taiketsu/
https://www.instagram.com/kaisanii/
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https://www.instagram.com/ayowitty/
https://www.instagram.com/joshwa/

Taiketsu + Kaisani + Skyte - Pry [prod. Joshwa + Ayowitty]

CHECK OUT SKYTE:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1Ns95vooI1gESBvt8cEt9U
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/skyte/1521974191
https://www.instagram.com/therealskyte/
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCJFXu-IFUxpnvXkAHEroIVQ
Lyrics:
Yeah yuh 
Gang 
Ok
I don’t play no shix2
She gon throw a temper tantrum all up on my dick 
Uh uh uh uh uh ok 
I got extendo clips they gon hit 
Yo b*tch a friendly hoe on my dick
I let the semi blow it got kick 
We at yo door f*ck it throw a brick
That b*tch a thot I’m telling from the scent 
Distro check pay a n*gga rent 
All these hoes got a n*gga bent 
I’m in a stall cooling with a pen
Me and yo b*tch Is f*cking is a sin
But she don’t care, so imma f*ck her
Gripping her hair, dick in a rubber 
You need to catch up (ketchup) this ain’t mustard 
Put a pillow on the game leaving em smothered 
I’m a dog n*gga so I’m f*cking yo 
Fucking yo 4x 
These n*ggas miss they shots
I can’t relate I’m to accurate 
I whipped out my coc 
And that hoe started vacuuming 
F*ck bout a Glock
I just bought me a new Mac that make me immaculate 
F*cking his thot 
She thought she could take dick she couldn’t take half of it 
Schooling n*ggas imma godfather 
She suck dick really good cause my dawg taught her 
I leave his block in onslaughter 
Spin back and now I’m sending shots 
Seen yo dad n*gga that’s the wrong father 
Cause pussy n*gga I’m ya pops
Shoot at yo dad kick him to the rocks 
I find his cat stomp in my socks 
Now yo mom at the funeral 
Shedding tears she get popped 
Now I’m searching for his granny 
Tryna find a new drop 
Caught his grandpa at the store 
Make him lead me to the spot 
Put a pistol to his head 
All them n*ggas getting popped 
Damn
Now I’m looking for his sister 
In her sh*t like a blister 
Shooting sh*t on her face no ballista 
She took a pic put it on her insta 
F*ck it I’m killing his ex too
I’m sending shots in her bedroom
F*ck it I’m offing his friends too
Show these n*ggas what the tecc do 
“Skyte, Skyte who are you talking about this is insanit-”
“N*gga stfu play the beat goddamn n*gga”
“Wait I just wanted to know-“
“No n*gga no n*gga play da beat I was in the zone you dickhead”
Now I’m sliding on the landlord woulda slid on his b*tch but I found out that hoe was a damn whore 
Got the gas in my jansport 
She throwing ass Ian paying for it 
hell no
I got a stick on me leave his shirt red now he cosplaying elmo
Chop hit a n*gga elbow 
Shots make them n*ggas get low damn
Bodies scattered on the floor 
I’m picking thots innie monnie moe 
Pick a 3.5 from da droor 
I’m like a beehive I don’t go lil b*tch 
On the phone she like show yo dick
N*ggas hating thinking ion notice it

Play da beat [justxrolo x yukisx]

Lyrics: Yo hoe wanna f*ck andele 
I'm finessing and trapping and sh*t imma put in that work I don't care what my momma say 
And I ain't in debt to no n*gga that word to my life ain’t no n*gga I gotta pay 
When I hop on the track Im spitting that crank cause honestly I got a lot to say 
Yuh
My brother in love with his gun I had to tell him put the Glock away 
If a nigga try it then he done no bitch I aint going no not today 
Boy you missing your shots you shoot the sky the neighbors thoguht it was a holiday 
Ion give no fucks bout feelings Im tryna  live I take what I gotta take 
Like my b*tch p*ssy bald the Obama way 
Boy you broke then a b*tch I can’t tolerate 
Bank account going up at a dollar rate 
I might step on his head the Brawhalla way
She a th*t like what would her momma say 
I got guap I stack it up all the way 
She got ego Im making her fall today 
If its beef you can slide imma call away 
Give a f*ck how you feel bout me n*gga that don't make me rich 
She used a fork and ate this d*ck
You just a dork n*gga aint on shit 
Watch me get real high when I face this spliff 
Hold up
Circle yo neighborhood im hitting donuts 
She a squirrel for my balls she go nuts
On the drugs and alcohol like ”so what”
Boujee bih keep tryna act like she know us 
No you dont b*tch come prove it 
Gotta big stick not a prop I use it 
You can hate but you b*tch like to bump my music 
Damn 
Lil bitty bih to stupid 
Tryna plot on a n*gga she clueless
I put my mind on it imma do it 
An im on time like a straight A student 
You gon fail cause you make no movement 
We nowhere near the same sector 
Let the bombs rain like im vector 
Grip her ass cause I like the texture 
She say my nut sweet like nectar  
Keep a gun in my semi bag 
Bro im liking your shoes so gimmie dat 
Mad as sh*t she just bit my tilly wack 
Kick her out that hoe was a silly nat 
I got bands I came up on fifty racks 
Yeah im up
Yo hoe wanna gimmie cat 
in the cut
Hell no ian hitting that 
What the f*ck 
Searching where the milli at?
I lied to her don't  know where Im really at
Way im humping yo b*tch I brought Philly back 
N*ggaas capping dont know where they semi at 
Oh my god 
Ya b*tch on the leash like dog 
And she like the jump like frog 
Juggling a yung n*gga balls 
Ion really want the b*tch at all
On the racks man i stand to tall
Stand to tallx4

How you feel don't make me rich (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

Lyrics: 
The way your lips feel on my lips it leaves a nice flavor 
I don’t know what I should say I don’t got ice breakers 
And we don't got no time to waste cause ima time waster 
When you with me girl smile more and cry later 
Would you lend a blind favor?
The hoes out they mind I must be a mind breaker 
I won't stop for nothing imma grind for paper 
And if yo hoe don't quit the assumptions imma see her later 
Drink it all give a f*ck bout a chaser
In the back of my mouth, I taste her 
But no no I would never go chase her
Matta fact lemme go ahead replace her 
I had bitches in front of the paper 
To be honest that mindless behavior
Turn yo back and n*ggas gon snake ya 
I got straps unlimited lasers 
Why you act like that? Why you act brand new? 
Im telling you b*tches is dangerous 
They gon tweak and stay on the same shit 
To be honest they to outdated 
Only catch me with my brothers my whole crew related 
Can't talk right now unfortunately im to faded
Head stuck in the clouds 
All I smoke is loud 
Got you in my head
Tryna get you out
I act like you dead 
6 feet in the ground 
If that dont work then imma have to find another route 
My dad look at me he say Im so proud 
The way I keep going up no I cant go down 
Back then they was clowning I got shows now
You aint know me back then but you know now
Time and time again 
Im lonely in the end 
Dont go claiming you my friend 
See the fake pretend 
No I wont repent 
In my chest, you left a dent 
It dont make no sense 
There aint no more me and you cause girl im done with it i done tried my best 
I done tried my best x4
Without you I go so so crazy 
Im sick you the potion baby 
Stuck with these emotions lately 
If i go down don't try to save me 
Im not worth it girl im just being honest 
You deserving of someone that stay on it 
But you in my head I cant get you in my conscious 
Drowing in my dread but I aint searching for new options 
They wanna come around when they se a n*gga popping woah 
An dit lockehearts we aint gon loose we locked in hoe
Locked in hoe
Locked in hoe
B*tch it lockehearts we aint gon lose we locked in hoe 
Locked in hoe x4
ALL PLATS
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/get-you-out-single/1693082212
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5KKvOgCoXdhuEodtrL3Hjz

Get you out + taiketsu x hazard

SKYTE