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Bangers VI

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Knitter

Countup ft Yeat (prod trgc&kayyo )

shoutout all the prods for absolutely snapping on these beats, shoutout my aux cord for breaking mid song.
*lyrics soon*

306 files

306files (p. BRONK/E9 BEATS/TRACY ZOMBIE)

Lyrics: 

back it out I ain’t talking bout your dick now
if the pussy won’t talk imma make him sit down
60 seconds on the clock down a Gatorade bounce
think he gon blow up I got so many doubts

sex so good it gon give me a backache
over and again my dick squished like a pancake 
stick make that boy dance like he in ballet
bullet put you in a trance pennywise way
put you to sleep don’t need no beddy bye time
I’m a criminal church bells in my mind
I’m gonna take a nap nah I need a hike
I’m gonna rip your limbs off and turn you into a bike lol

weapons on deck I feel like the tac ops
wish I could fly that’d make me the black ops
is your brain there where’s the brain cells you lack of?
if you cant prove my point I will take my hat off

choke on a pack of rizla you’re a fool
Ain’t no competition in this scene * is a goon
i wanna smack u slapstick like a cartoon
big ass revolver like it’s high noon

woah woah woah woah

load it up it’s ready to go 
stop busting nuts over kids on omegle 
kill yourself pathetic scum you’re feeble

BOUNCE (PROD.  PANDEMXNIUM)

Dorohedorohe Drip

prod. mercykill

Lyrics: I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

OFF THESE MOTHER FUCKING DRUGS BITCH IM FADED OFF THE WOOD
I EAT THE PILLS JUST LIKE I SHOULD
IM FUCKING CREEPING IN THE WOODS
HE TALKING, STOMP HIM ON THE CONCRETE (concrete) 
GET FUCKING BODIED LIKE A ZOMBIE (zombie)
IM WALKING STERDY, TRY TO ROB ME (rob me)
I LEAVE THEM BULLETS DEEP IN ARTERIES
THIS SHIT A PART OF ME, PULL UP GET YO SHIT ROCKED,
BEEN A MINUTE SINCE MY, GLICK POP
HIT A LICK, THAT SHIT FEEL GOOD DAWG
AINT VICIOUS LIKE MY PIT BULLS

I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

Lay me up inside my coffin left for dead i wanna rest up I cannot see the vision no more bloodied up my retinas displaying my bad habits on the tv screen can’t catch us I smoke so much no visene bloodshot eyes stare through the red dots I despise drama and nonsense steppin acting twitchin’ I might press you with the 9 mil, feeling out the situation, rob too many times, I can’t sit up in that room acting comfortable I aint fine, I see demons in my rear view, it stay black inside my mind
Is it a curse or am I fine?

OFF THESE MOTHER FUCKING DRUGS BITCH IM FADED OFF THE WOOD
I EAT THE PILLS JUST LIKE I SHOULD
IM FUCKING CREEPING IN THE WOODS
HE TALKING, STOMP HIM ON THE CONCRETE (concrete) 
GET FUCKING BODIED LIKE A ZOMBIE (zombie)
IM WALKING STERDY, TRY TO ROB ME (rob me)
I LEAVE THEM BULLETS DEEP IN ARTERIES
THIS SHIT A PART OF ME, PULL UP GET YO SHIT ROCKED,
BEEN A MINUTE SINCE MY, GLICK POP
HIT A LICK, THAT SHIT FEEL GOOD DAWG
AINT VICIOUS LIKE MY PIT BULLS

I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

SUFFOCATE

DUST! w/ DEATH G (prod HEKS)

[Prod.ELE]
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yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
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Cover:
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head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll one more instead

my job is stressful, i hate it
come home and cant wait
to get fucking faded
i just want to get braindead
hatred makes me wasted
people are npcs
motherfucking pasted
problems lives in my head rent free
it trys to controll me take me and change me
but no its me, im my own fucking enemy
its me ELE close your eyes and hear
im here crystal clear im the voice in your ear
i hunt you every week every day every year
dead inside no strength for a single tear

head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll o ne more instead

Routine

I'M UP [prod. kami]

LEAN BACK (PROD. JAMES GORCZYCA)

if you saw the music video when it was out, much love <3
(were moving onto to a new and stronger era ~ snipz 2024)

Hatred (Prod. Hecto)

lyrics:

you are all adrenaline cattle for the global elite

get to the racks
get to the stacks
mother fucker
no other way
to get paid
dumb mother fucker
fuck what you think
what you drink scum mother fucker
slave to the way that we think
numb mother fucker

money
power

sell your soul
give em everything you own
keep your eyes on your tv and your phone
poison in the water everybody knows
go to work and sell your mother fucking soul
no more ice when the temperature turn the fuck up
everyone lies everybody tryna turn the fuck up

get to the racks
get to the stacks
mother fucker
no other way
to get paid
dumb mother fucker
fuck what you think
what you drink scum mother fucker
slave to the way that we think
numb mother fucker 
(x2)

money power fame 
money power fame
you all want the same thing

let my nuts hang 
dangle and swang

pinky ring
size of a plane 

spider gang 
lil darkie on that shit that make you momma faint 

in the whip 
fucking up the paint 

fake people acting real but i know that you ain’t
i know that you fake
i can see the signs
sell your soul and both your eyes so that you go blind!

money power fame 

fuck you ouy kcuf

MONEY POWER FAME (PROD. WENDIGO)

It's on the top shelf
bring that brand new "K" ill bring my mac
It's a lock-down
when I pull up in that new maybach
he got a drum round
I don't give a fuck cuz bitch I walk around with r.i.p. rounds
it's like yo ass a jitt and I just called up on the hounds

I saw you talking shit, so then I walked right out of bounds
the true king of this shit, that's why yo head is on the ground

you can catch me in the south
I ain't running
all these niggas run they mouth
tommy gun em

I don't like most of these niggas, I say that shit way too much
but if I grip upon that trigger, than I said it only once
I think that nigga got some figures, bitch that shits a headhunt
I'm the head honcho and you just a little grunt

MAKE IT TILL YOU FAKE IT NIGGA, THAT'S A FREE BALL
YOU AIN'T GUARDING SHIT CUZ NIGGA THIS AIN'T B-BALL
YEAH, MY SPIRITUAL PRESSURE JUST LIKE FREE FALL
I'M THE WASP THAT JUST HAD STUNG YOU FOR NO REASON
SPIT THAT FIRE AND THAT FLAME LIKE A WILL-O'-WISP
HIT THAT NIGGA LIKE LIU KANG WITH A DRAGON FIST
NOW LOOK AT THIS I WALK INSIDE THE FUNCTION
LIKE I'M BOBBY BITCH
THEY THOUGHT THEY SAW A GHOST, I MADE THEY BODY GLITCH

RICH BITCH HOPPED UP ON MY DICK LIKE A RIB STICK
NOW GET THIS, I JUST BAGGED A BITCH FOR SAYING REAL SHIT
REAL SHIT I THINK I'M JUST AN-TAG-O-NISTIC
YOU CAN NEVER FIND ME EVEN INSIDE OF THE CRIB BITCH

I'M SAYING BITCH LIKE WAY TOO MUCH CUZ THAT'S MY FAVORITE WORD
BITCH THIS BITCH THAT BITCH MY BITCH IS BETTER
ME AND ALL MY FELLAS CAME UP FROM THE DIRT
SO IF I WERE TO BLOW UP, YOU KNOW WHO COMING WITH ME FIRST

It's on the top shelf
bring that brand new "K" ill bring my mac
It's a lock-down
when I pull up in that new maybach
he got a drum round
I don't give a fuck cuz bitch I walk around with r.i.p. rounds
it's like yo ass a jitt and I just called up on the hounds

I saw you talking shit, so then I walked right out of bounds
the true king of this shit, that's why yo head is on the ground

you can catch me in the south
I ain't running
all these niggas run they mouth
tommy gun em

Will O Wisp (Prod. Chase Noir)

Listen <Prod:JamesGorczyca>

(SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE)
this is a remix of the song “get crunk shorty” by nick cannon

092323(FREESTYLE) <SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE>

Rewiring <Prod: JamesGorczyca>

uh
Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

Ay
Had to ditch that mask and the vest
But yet I’ll rep a bally if you were out with the chef 
if any fucking pussy moving left
Imma put him in check 
With a quef thru his chest
I dish out the death
I spark up the meth 
I’ll pop a few pills 
I sniff up dat ket 
run up the set
I make yo bitch wet
Ay
They don’t own me
Yet nevertheless the mic knows me
I’m Coming straight for yah neck 
I’m no phoney Uh
I live for the blood that flows on me 
wanna go toe to toe I’m like broly 
shadow box your face into the unholy Moly
If you got a plan for p then come show me
Got too many homies that owe me 
Might have to run up on bro
with tha pokey Slowly 
Pull up with Henny2 fucking cozy 
Spin mans jaw Like a rollie pollie 
Then Ill smoke up And go do ghostie
need you to face the facts
Pick a step and fuckin take it back
Got the motherfuckin blade in tact
Got an army up in russia that’ll beat your face from black To Blue To black
To blue To black
Yeah
I’m sick of fucking sleeping 
Im a demon
You can fuck you fuckin goals
That You be dreamin
I don’t do what I am told
I Do up treason
Fuck a heathan
I got no time to fuckin wait 
Id rather leave em
Id rather die young than get old
So Fuck a heathen 
I drink monsta ultra 
with my vodka 
You should Call me Kyle 
like you oughta
Shoulda Thoughta Be fore ya
Found out that uh

Imma mo fuckin punk
I Like to get fucking Drunk
At Times I act like a mug
Cuz I might be off dem drugs
I think that I might be nuts
EEE

F in for the chat 
I’ve had 4 days of crap
From a bitch
Who just really wanna smash me
Fuck alla dat
get all da back
Den fuck off a pack
That’s tax free

FUCK OFF
THIS BEAT IS NOT PUNK!
I AM THE ANTI MONK 
YOU UNDER A ROCK LIKE GUNK
SMOKING ON A PACK OF THAT

FUCKING UP A NIGGA LUNG
AND PUT HIM ON HE BACK
I AM IN THE ALLEY TAKE A PENNY
FOR THE CRACK
XANNY WITH THE HENNY 
MAKE A LITTLE NIGGA YACK
EVERYBODY WANNA BE PUNK
WITH THEY TATS 
BUT IT ISN’T VERY PUNK TO
DO SOMETHING IN THE PAST
IF WE STOPPED HUFFING NOS
AND MADE MUSIC DIFFERENT THAN EACH OTHER’S DAWGS
AND WE STOPPED BREAKING EVERYBODY’S JAWS
SO THEY CANT SAY NOTHING ABOUT YOUR CAUSE
AND INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING WE MADE THE LAWS
AND INSTEAD OF WALLOWING WE KICK A FUNK
AND IF WE MANAGE THAT BEFORE THE SHIP HAS SUNK
THAN ALL YOU PUSSY BITCHES CAN BE CALLED A PUNK
I WANNA
LET YOU KNOW THAT YOU WERE NEVER SHIT
AND YOU WELL NEVER BE ABLE TO FIT YOUR DICK
INSIDE YOUR OWN JAW UNLESS YOU BREAK YA BACK
OR YOU PRACTICE THAT UNTIL YOU DRAIN YA SACK
OF ALL
SEMEN AND MEANING IM SEEMING REAL MEAN AND I 
MEAN IT WHEN I SAY A NIGGA IS FIENDING
IM SICK AND IM DREAMING 
YOU SWEAR THAT YOU SEEN HIM 
UP ON A ROOF SCREAMING “HEY,”