FUCK THE YMCA (Feat. Kevin Gates) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

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Wasps

2093

THIS WAY [FEAT. UPSE-T] (PROD. SHEG)

SHOUTS OUT TO @webjakobe COLLAB EP ON THE WAY

I can make it look like an accident 
All these bitches know that I’m heaven sent
Why should I explain, it’s self evident 
Red sap with the mug I’m about dead x2

I pull up to the spot with Jakobe
Real life in your eyes do you know me
Hundred crystals on my neck with no fee
In the fast lane but we moving slowly 

Focus on your breathing or get knocked out
Full send, like a splinter I’ll tear you out
Nothing in those eyes, I like that dis pout
Don’t fuck around or you’ll get disgouged 

Don’t wanna talk unless I give a fuck
I feel nothing until it’s dusk
The scent of the ghost it’s presence struck
I feel nothing I’m just a husk

Mixing all the 1s I’m too up
More than two in my body I’ll fall down
I couldn’t tell you what’s in this cup
If there’s nothing in my body I’ll just drown

Just had a convo with my own conscious
What I said was told in confidence 
If you saw what I saw you’d be nauseous
I’ll take it even if it’s noxious 

Jakobe:

Me and Sterling in this bitch, need a mill for a bid 
We get hella rich, fly as fuck, designer fits (wah)
I be on some different shit, they wanna still my drip (let’s go)
Deadbeat to all these bitches, I don’t claim these kids (all these pussies clones)
I done made so much money, I done made a killing (wah)
I don’t fuck with none of these blogs, they calling me a villain (woah)
I’m surpassing expectations, break through all their ceilings (yeah)
I’m the king of this shit, I see them pussies kneeling 
Riding through the city, riding with a firearm (with a firearm)
Put some drank up in the pitcher, got me throwing sidearm (woo ah)
Me and Sterling got some hits that’ll trigger the fire alarm (woah)
I know they don’t fuck with me, but I don’t even know who you are (rah)
Gucci, Louis, Fendied up 
Vetements and I’m Rickied up
I ain’t scared come step up
Shut the fuck up, you’ll get fucked up
Yeah if you wanna be like us, then you gon’ have to test us 
Yeah my twin ride in a Tesla, but we be popping teslas (yeah ah)
You wanna come ride with us, we don’t know you, you not gang 
We be creeping in the dark, we put diamonds on our fangs
She wanna go bear my child, I don’t even know her name 
I’m in this shit for the art, I don’t give a fuck bout fame
I’m just tryna rock out (ha)
These bitches starting to pop out (ha)
My twin walk with the glock out (ha)
Got rich I don’t gotta clock out (who ah)
On my dick, they want this lifestyle (her ah)
But I can’t give no handouts (ow wow)
I was grinding, then I stayed down (row)
You can see I’m the man now (wow)
Yeah you can see that this my year, this my year 
If you not talking money bitch, then get the fuck up out my ear 
We be fucked up off the drank, but this not beer
If you not topping me lil bitch, then get the fuck up outta here
I’m just doing what I do and I do that shit with no fear
I just cut off all the fakes and I do that shit with some shears
I know I’m a narcissist, yea let’s get that straight, made it clear 
If he tryna run off on the gang, then shoot him in the rear
(Me and sterling in this bitch)
(Run off on the gang you go viral)
(They hear all our flows and recycle)
(Making all this money made me psycho)
(Talking that shit but they can’t do nothing better bitch and I swear to God)

Accident

Sterling Bidler & Jakobe - Accident

produced by Dr. Terrance Luscious Packs

worms WMD

hit the court and jellyfam some layups like im jello
i can tell that shortie feeling me i might say hello
i can tell that shortie really geeked up off the mac demarco
glizzy with the red dot it will scan you like a bar code
drive for 20 hours fell asleep soon as i hit the pillow
new p80 for the rainy days under my umbrella
southern illinois driving around looking for some rillos
gary payton runtz whole eigth fit it like a glove
i was in the stu geeked as fuck i thought i saw a dove
timely sign of new beginings when i thought i had enough
enjoy the simple things in life dont let them get you in a rush
i was possessed by evil spirits now im feeling so in touch
off the modelos in two seater and im pressing in the clutch
he had questioned my demenor so i told him it was up
pop out three deep with some speras likea fucking goblin hut
yo be linking with the qeures i do the same but we is tough
i saw a dead body in the river when i was 9
fell asleep with all his clothes on and he died with open eyes
i can still icture his face because it was such a ghostly white
so much cold and lifelessness burned deep into my mind
tainted memories of the summer eating watermelons to the rind
didnt think it was real ian tell no one what i saw
i feel the like reaper at mny door and he isnt gonna knock
walking around the walmart and im gfripping on the rod
heard your girlfriend got a beetle that you drive when she at work
i heard you fell and cant get up i think you need some life alert
and my hair naturally soft i heard u use a lot of pert
saw an impreza hit a kangaroo was driving out in perth
lotta yall just b influeneced i been digferent since my birth
i know i like the life i live but im unsure about my worth
i gotta compensate that shit and spend 200 on a shirt
compensator on the glock ill triple tap you like a burst
ion know whats different bout today i woke up optimistic
perfect time to get up in the stu and go and chop the rythym 
i was in the pit confronting patterns making new conditions
ian gon promote my music i dont want no recognition
pulled up to her apartment in korea town she buzzed me in 
she had the wellbutrins and the addy i bought both prescriptions
womens history month i woke up early and i did her dishes
downbad on the gram he talking funny he got me in stitches
shortie brought some coke and skied so hard she almost did a cork
went to sleep had visions of my future scared me to my core
staying up and tryna cope im sipping on some budlight next
she said i should go to bed that i just need some restp
pull off in the coupe and scrape the ground, break a couple necks
said i gotta go i think i left at 4am
in the honda with no traction i was banging off the limit
on the grind with little money had a qp in the lemon
now im in the hybrid with  a 6 speed and it get to stepping
hoppping out the coupe right off the exit had to rock a piss
watch the sun come up and felt some type of twisted bliss
8am in the crib heating up tomato bisque

thank you women for all that you do❤️‍🔥

Women's History Month

lyrics:

she walks the halls indifferent
they stare she likes the attention
i swear i’m never gon miss it
shits been not right life been fuckin me up

swear i’m always gettin high as fuckin shit wit tha drugs
i’ll take my life wit a knife just to show her i’m a man of my word, give a fuck
fuck they talkin bout?

shawty cuttin up some cocaine while i’m watchin out
while i’m rollin up some propane i b smoking loud
jump the fuckin fence like cobain ima runner now
do my bump and dip im fuckin sick of comin down

cuz the highs r the best
when i lie on my chest
and ion think i can feel my heartbeat no more

lines like pencils
through tinted windows
and the song on the radio is starting to distort

fuck me over there ain’t much left i used myself up before i met you
by doing hard drugs inside of restrooms
i don’t regret that
but i regret you

it must be over i’m so damn sober and without closure i feel fucked up
and it’s all in my head cuz ur not even here but i still hear ur voice gurl wtf

she walks the halls indifferent
they stare she likes the attention
i swear i’m never gon miss it
shits been not right life been fuckin me up

swear i’m always gettin high as fuckin shit wit tha drugs
i’ll take my life wit a knife just to show her i’m a man of my word, give a fuck
fuck they talkin bout?

shawty cuttin up some cocaine while i’m watchin out
while i’m rollin up some propane i b smoking loud
jump the fuckin fence like cobain ima runner now
do my bump and dip im fuckin sick of comin down

cuz the highs r the best
when i lie on my chest
and ion think i can feel my heartbeat no more

lines like pencils
through tinted windows
and the song on the radio is starting to distort

(outro:)

shawty cuttin up some cocaine while i’m watchin out
while i’m rollin up some propane i b smoking loud
jump the fuckin fence like cobain ima runner now
do my bump and dip im fuckin sick of comin down

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