Lost in tha moment

HailMary (Prod.ProdHK)

Lyrics

CHORUS

Bitch I'm feeling like a track star
Running shit they cannot keep up with me
I call a bad bitch told her to come kick it with me
Don't bring your man along I promise I just want a quickie
Lets do it quickly
Hurry up because I might get busy
Skrrt squad in the whip you know how we coming
All of my music be dark as a bitch
That's why they keep me in the dungeon
Get on the beat and my flow got the munchies
I'm treating the beat like a blunt
My girl ain't no Ice Spice
But she call me a munch
All of these rappers be trash
I'm telling them bye bye
Niggas looking like lunch

VERSE

You fucking with gang
We hop in the van
We riding around like it's Scooby Doo
I stay with the squad
We walk in the building
You better back up when we moving through
I look for a check
I came from the bottom
If you was me you probably do it too
If you not with the squad
Then you cannot hang
I look at that nigga like who is you
Fuck all them niggas you know we don't fuck with them
Tired of them niggas that talk on the net
Well I'm telling you I had enough of them
I trusted some niggas at first
But they switching up
So they don't get nothing else
They act like they don't know my name
But sooner or later my name gonna ring a bell

CHORUS

Bitch I'm feeling like a track star
Running shit they cannot keep up with me
I call a bad bitch told her to come kick it with me
Don't bring your man along I promise I just want a quickie
Lets do it quickly
Hurry up because I might get busy
Skrrt squad in the whip you know how we coming
All of my music be dark as a bitch
That's why they keep me in the dungeon
Get on the beat and my flow got the munchies
I'm treating the beat like a blunt
My girl ain't no Ice Spice
But she call me a munch
All of these rappers be trash
I'm telling them bye bye
Niggas looking like lunch

VERSE

I'm feeling so turnt up
I stay spitting fire
Get back or get burnt up
And I came from the dirt up
Tell every thotty I don't wanna fuck
You can slurp up
Feel like Debo
When I walk in the building them niggas get scared of me
I fuck on a bad bitch
Leave my seed on her bun
Not talking bout sesame
Young nigga saucy as fuck
Them niggas be mad they can't get the recipe
This not a class so don't you be testing me
We got some sticks and we not with the wrestling
Got all the baddies they blush when I'm stepping in
Snow bunny blushing she look like a peppermint
Taking your bitch and I take her to Neverlands
She not the main so I pass her to every friend

PRE-CHORUS

You can call me the blast man
Run up on me and that might be your last dance
Put him in past tense
Making me mad and you might meet the masked man
Zip him up like a backpack
His life flash in front of him he having flash backs
I'm feeling like Mad Max
I be getting my get backs

CHORUS

Bitch I'm feeling like a track star
Running shit they cannot keep up with me
I call a bad bitch told her to come kick it with me
Don't bring your man along I promise I just want a quickie
Lets do it quickly
Hurry up because I might get busy
Skrrt squad in the whip you know how we coming
All of my music be dark as a bitch
That's why they keep me in the dungeon
Get on the beat and my flow got the munchies
I'm treating the beat like a blunt
My girl ain't no Ice Spice
But she call me a munch
All of these rappers be trash
I'm telling them bye bye
Niggas looking like lunch

Trackstar (Prod. By Turbo)

how im comin

Come & Getcha’ sum
Come & Getcha’ sum

Aye
Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why im cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum

Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks 

Getcha’ sum
Been a long time since that free lunch
We was in groups doin work in the back of the class 
Gradin’ papers like teacher look we done
I was a menace I wasn’t even paying attention 
I wanted Mrs. Kedon 
And them niggas aint wanting no smoke wit the kid 
Boy I’ll pop up like I heard you seen sum 

And I know a bad bitch she been lurking my gram with the shits
Told her give me a reason 
And I’m knowing that she out Miami been actin a fool 
I know she been tweakin’
When you done girl I gotchu 
Just hit up my phone because honestly
I think you mean sum
I’m not the one you would cheat on 
Girl I’m the one you would keep on 


Bitch sike I lied I’m a menace 
I’m standing on business 
Like signing a prenup 
Ain’t no way that bitch finna work me 
For mine I been hustling I’m ballin’ like T Time 

Aint no way that I’m sitting like you niggas passenger side 
Let shorty whip me up 
I been scooping these bitches 
Since 15 I’m not switching roles 
That’s not what be on 

Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why im cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum
Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks 

Come & Getcha’ sum
Aint no back-dooring me son 
Niggas be faker than re runs 
That’s why I’m cooling off calling ‘em homies 
Like we sum
Getcha’ sum
We was just hoopin’ where we from 
Lately been fucking on demons 
These niggas don’t want no smoke 
I could chop ‘em tree trunks

Come & Getcha (Prod. by SOGIMURA)

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Doing Better (Ft. Dave Steezy)

“Waveform Warfare” is an extreme, hyper-chaotic sound assault where language, rhythm, and signal collapse into a single neuro-sensory weapon. Breakbeats, bass cannons, and viral meme-core energy collide with hypnotic repetition and subliminal melodics, creating a feedback loop designed to overload perception and lock attention. It’s a track about cognitive saturation, dopamine-driven loops, and sound as a hostile force, blurring the line between control, collapse, and euphoric immersion.

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Waveform Warfare

Instagram: twowitnesses_

Lyrics:

Riding with a mask
everybody that passed
I wish they could last
This is my last fucking task

But i'm an outcast
It's a crazy hypertask
Watch me all unmask
When I see the very last

I'm taking all these pills
I don't wanna feel
Everyone splitting bills
I can feel the fucking thrill

All up in my spine
I can feel the chills
I'm feeling really trill
Going down the hill
My destiny is fulfilled

Blood running down the drain
When i feel the pain
All these bustas fucking fake
Not sure if they can relate

God has forgotten my fate
I'm going so insane
All the evil in my veins
Nothing can equate
Nothing can equate

Blow up their fucking brain
Riding in the subway train
Then I take a flight on the plane
Pretty much we're not the same
Smoking on the strain
Then I make it rain
I can hear them spray
I can hear them pray
Down on my fucking name, hoe

Pussy motherfuckers yea i'm smoking on this fucking d.o.p.e back to back
Having a blast cooking up a storm we some natural born sinners that
Stay sinning ona day to day
Fuck pretend
We ain't here play
Only reason why you seeing them scenes cast upon me cuz i'm cooking them up
With a bunch of laughs
Ima have when
I got him and his flesh lined up burning them
On the crucifix give a fuck about that caster ima cast them
Got a bunch of jits and a whole lot of unforsaken demons that be willing to snatch his fucking skull
Wanted motherfucker
Think I give fuck about that shit you be whipping
I really know some northside
West side demons that will be willing to have a blast setting you up and feasting up on your
Fucking soul fiending for your dead presidents pussy boy yeah i'm chunking up the V so you
Better pipe down and try to keep the peace between me and you and maybe one day we can have a glass.

Come & Getcha (Prod. by SOGIMURA)

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