* = unreleased
TRACKLIST:
0:20 - FTB (prod. yuzamei) [[REMASTERED]]

1:00 - *ID W/ yuzamei

2:00 - *ID (VIP)

3:00 - DUBSTEP MONKEY w/ MULT1PL3X

4:20 - *ID w/ yuzamei

5:10 - MAKE IT DROP ((DUALSIDE RELEASE))

6:20 - *ID (not finishing)

7:10 - HEADBANG

8:35 - DVEIGHT X Knoir - FISH OUT OF WATER (SSWIFTDVBZ REBOOT)

10:00 - meant4u ((DUALSIDE RELEASE))

12:00 - *ID (VIP)

13:00 - VENOM ECHOES 

14:18 - *ID 

14:45 - *ID

16:00 - FOREVER GRATEFUL












WATERMARKS: Spikecat at 3:00, SSWIFTDVBZ at 4:50, C0D3_MUS1K AT 7:00, Spikecat (again) at 8:30, AENSO at 9:45, SSWIFTDVBZ AND yuzamei at 11:25, SSWIFTDVBZ at  18:40


I honestly didn’t expect this to be 20 minutes long, I expected it to be at LEAST 6 minutes, and trust me these are definitely coming out in the future, anyways, this has been the 2025 id showcase of SSWIFTDVBZ, thank you to everyone who made their watermarks for me, and thank you for listening to this showcase. <3

SSWIFTDVBZ 2025 ID SHOWCASE

Sharks - Etheral (SSWIFTDVBZ REMIX) [100 SPECIAL]

LYRICS:
*beat switch*

Ooh, i can get with this beat right here (ay producer mess this beat up) ima- AW NAH
*laughs*
Yo, these 808s are wack, (wack)  they don't even clap,  (clap)
Sound like a wet slap in a garbage trap, (MONEY) 
I hit the beat, but the bass fell flat,  
Got more reverb than my grandma's hat! (grandma!)  
I drop the bass, but it’s more like a nap,  
808's sleeping, they don’t even snap,  (LIKE A NINTENDOO)
They sound like a pillow with a hole in the back,  
Man, I need a refund, get my money back!  (MY MONEY BACK)
I’m tryna vibe, but the low end’s shy,  
i don’t wanna try,  
I turn the knobs, but it still sounds dry,  
Like a broke beatbox, can’t even lie!  
808s are crummy, 808s are chummy
These 808s need a boost, don’t they know?  
They sound like a joke, yo, I’m losing hope!  
I need some punch, some thump in the show,  
this bass gotta go!
these 808s are trash
this whole beat is (x6)
WHAT ARE THESE 808S
THAT IM HEARING
(IM ACTUALLY BREAKING CHARACTER THESE 808S ARE ACTUALLY THIS BAD)
THIS SOUNDS LIKE ALIEN SEX IN MY EARS
ISTG I DONT WANT THESE STDS IN MY EARS
I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THIS IN MY EARS
UH THIS OSNG IS SO FREAKING TRASH
I MIGHT HAVE TO SCRATCH THIS ONE IN THE TRASH
I SHOULD DELETE THIS AND PUT IN THE TRASH
THESE 808S ARE BUNS (WHAT ARE THESE 808S)
THEY SUCK MAN (THEY RLLY NOT GOOD BEATS)
WHAT ARE THESE 808S (THEY'RE TERIRBLE) 
THEY RUINED A GOOD BE- *vhs noise*

808 RANT (OUTRO)

tristmac24?! - BANG! (SSWIFTDVBZ REMIX)

SLIDE! (FT. Epho)

LYRICS:

Foldin' opps in devious ways (devious)
Set the trap, then I smile like I'm crazed (crazy)
Ain’t no rush, I be playin' for days (days)
Move like a shadow, then light up the blaze (brrt)
Talkin' that tough? Better watch what you say (say)
One little slip, then you part of the play (click)
Foldin' opps in devious ways (ha)
Cool on the surface, but deadly in ways
Dinner table moves, but I never toast (nope)
Enemies close, that’s when I do the most (most)
No cap, I be smilin’ like a host (smile)
Then flip the vibe and turn kings into ghosts (boom)
Caught in the net, he ain’t see the design (nah)
I bend the truth while he’s speakin' on mine (brrr)
Slick with the lines, every word a landmine
Say one thing wrong, now he bleedin’ through time
Wrap ‘em in silk, make it look like a show (clean)
Silencer on when the motive is low (shhh)
You talk revenge, I be talkin’ control
They play checkers — I already stole gold
I don’t react, I just write out a list (list)
Every name marked with a plan and a twist (facts)
You send a threat, I reply with a gift
Boomerang moves — now he chokin' on risk
Foldin' opps in devious ways (devious)
Set the trap, then I smile like I'm crazed (crazy)
Ain’t no rush, I be playin' for days (days)
Move like a shadow, then light up the blaze (brrt)
Talkin' that tough? Better watch what you say (say)
One little slip, then you part of the play (click)
Foldin' opps in devious ways (folded)
Cool on the surface, but deadly in ways
Slide with a grin like the Joker in war (why so?)
Masked up, suited, kick in the door (boom)
Chess game plays, I don’t swing like a thug
I send lil’ bro and he do it with love (love)
Fake lil’ link, then I loop in a snake (trap)
Got the whole map and they movin’ in place (check)
Let 'em feel safe, then I flip the estate (flip)
They ain’t know peace 'til I emptied the plate
Whispers and codes, I don’t speak on the hit (never)
Dinner with foes, then I clean up the dish (gone)
Everything planned, even down to the ditch
Whole operation look legal and rich (clean)
If I slide, it’s a wrap — no reload (nope)
Glove tight, dark fit, deep mode (stealth)
Heart cold, got a plot in each zone
Take out a team without touchin' a phone
Fold ‘em like laundry, crisp and neat (folded)
Told him chill, now he under a sheet (gone)
Play with my name, you’ll get more than a tweet
You gon’ meet fate while you checkin' the street

Smilin' in court, I don’t leave any proof (nah)
I just recline while they spin up the truth (spin it)
Not a shooter, I invest in the roof
Then drop the weight like I’m cuttin’ it loose

Built for the cold, I was born in the plot
Got ten ways just to air out a spot
One with the silence, I move like a wraith
Never see me ‘til it’s already late

TSUKARETA! (FT. CHRISBANDS, Monaco, Lonnie)

LYRICS:

Watch your mouth ‘fore I really react
Say the wrong thing, get your ego smacked
This ain’t rap, I don’t do it for claps
One wrong move, get popped like caps
Talk real loud but your story all cap
Act real tough but your aura say "nap"
My dogs don’t bark, they snap and trap
Catch one fade, get left in your lap
Better pipe down, I don’t do no threats
You runnin’ your jaw, but ain’t broke no sweat
This ain’t Twitter, we don't post regrets
We show up quick — no time to reset
Watch your mouth, that tone ain’t it
Say one word, and the whole room flip
Tryna act bold? That’s a bad-fit script
Might catch five like a post-game clip
Better fall back, don’t get involved
This type of smoke don’t ever dissolve
We pull up calm, then problems get solved
Ain’t no peace when respect gets robbed
Why you speak if your heart ain't in it?
Real ones move with the weight each minute
Mouth run wild, but your soul ain't in it
That lip gon' write a check, we’ll spin it
See, silence gold, and talk is cheap
But some of y’all chirp like y’all can’t sleep
Got no wins, just L’s you reap
One quick jab, and you fold up deep
Say less, move smart, stay sharp
‘Cause I don’t throw hands just to leave a mark
I aim for pride, I break the spark
Push me once — I light the dark
Watch yo mouth cuz this tone ain't it

(CHORUS)
Better watch your tone, better watch yo tone, better watch your tone, before I break your jawbone. (X2)

WATCH YA MOUTH! (FT. Nat James & Secret!)

LYRICS:

(CHORUS)
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah


  
Crashin' out, can't stop, I’m burnin' bright  
Demons in my mind, yeah, they tryna fight  
Swingin' on 'em like I’m fightin’ for my life  
I crash out hard, no rest, no light  
Crashin' out, I can’t feel, but I feel the pain  
Demons in my chest, they all speak my name  
Treat 'em like opps, in the fire we’re the same  
I crash out, let 'em know, I ain’t playin' no games
Late nights, I’m talkin' to the shadows, no peace  
Tried to pray, but the silence won’t cease  
Used to be love, now it’s war, no relief  
Every word, a bullet  I’m fightin’ my grief  
Creepin’ through my mind like a storm with no sound  
Can’t turn it off, gotta shut it all down  
They say I’m lost, but I’m fightin’ the crown  
A king in the chaos, won’t let myself drown

(CHORUS)

Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah
Yeah, crashin’ out…  
I’m crashin' out, demons my opps, uh  
Mask on, flames in my soul, yeah

(HESI PART)

i cant take my chances in the world im not into Hollows Epho make demon run like scorp i’ll push you back 10 times over and i aint never really scared i know that god is my soldier if i was to up and leave right now im up in heaven with my brother we gon be rejoicin with the crowd singing holy wit one another i think you should give your life to god, believe in christ it aint no other soakin up the word like im a sponge, pineapple under sea
Epho tryna spread the word dont got no time for unbelievers
Keep my Bible Close Mordern Weapon, Boy i love my NLT Mortal Kombat Demon Pull Up, Knock him off his feet, Get Temptation out my life, put me on your soccer team
I like Lotify my work, with tracers rounds up in my magazine
Aresnal of Scripture, keep it long just like a Limousine
Stay up in the word, it do me right, feel like Creatine
Remember what i said in that other song, i got Lil Fo Offended
He Told me be kind to the people so i aint bein mean
His Armor like cologne, i got it on, boy i got it on
he saved me for the real, not the fake, Jesus aint a phony
Frontline, steppin bout the lord Epho win a -
Takin Demons out, im talkin bout Left, and Right, Get these demons off me
and this beat majestic, super smooth, Remind me of lawford
eatin on the word early morning, im not drinking coffee
backed in in my sin, i prayed to God he got it changed for holy
whats up? down up boy i know my games is holy
I Said my Abba Comin back defend the night, i know my jesus coming
praisin jesus christ, im down the street, and my speakers stompin
Lil Epho im on a Jerk Beat, I might get to Crumpin
Get up out that word i cant hang with satan, he play you like a trumpet
I Cant keep no lies in my circle, cuz i got it trusted
Im with the army of the lord, if we with satan, then we finna rush you
run up on that cross cover me in blood, from my head to toe
Grabbin on my faith i stank it up just like a toliet bowl
Dont believe in sinner i speak jesus thru the northern pole

SSWISS CHEESE PT. 2 (feat. HESI & EPHO)

LYRICS:

gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

Gimme that meat, don’t play too sweet,
I want the bone, not just the treat.
No small bites, baby, I feast,
Dinner’s served — I'm a certified beast.
Booty up, face down, bring the heat,
I don’t want talk, just gimme that meat.
Thighs like silk, tongue like flame,
Say my name right when you play this game.
Juicy, thick, I ain’t shy,
He came through and left bone dry.
Drippin’ lips and a nasty streak,
I’m the one that make good boys weak.
Gimme that meat, hot and slow,
Don’t hold back — let the whole thing go.
Cheeks get clapped, beds get beat,
No vegan vibes — just gimme that meat.
No sides, no sauce — just raw,
I break him down like a dirty law.
He beggin’ “please,” I say gimme your knees,”
I’m the main course, come and eat with ease.
Gimme that meat, thick and real,
I want the weight, I want the feel.
Say it proud, from street to suite —
I’m starvin’, baby… gimme that meat. 🍖

(Hook)
gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

Pull up slow, unwrap that pack,
I need that prime, no baby snack.
No fast food, I dine all night,
Fork and knife, I’m 'bout that bite.
Slide it in, let’s raise the temp,
Hands on thighs, no room for rent.
Seasoned right, cooked well-done,
I’m tryna chew — not just have fun.
Gimme that meat, thick and clean,
Juicy cut, if you know what I mean.
No cap, I don’t skip meals,
If you got beef, bring it with feels.
Gimme that meat, plate it hot,
Don’t hold back, give me all you got.
No soft serve, I want that heat,
Take your time baby either way,  gimme that meat.
Stretch it out, no pressure, please,
Make it drip like it’s made to tease.
I ain’t picky, just play it right,
I want it rough, not just polite.
Smack that plate, I’m ready to eat,
No dry rub — I need that sweet.
Full course love, no takeout game,
You bring the meat, I’ll bring the flame.
Meat on the table — I go wild.
Don’t need love, just stay for a while.
Your meat is so thick, got me off my seat…
One more time now, Gimme. That. Meat. 🥩🔥
Category is... SEX. SIREN.
Ten across the board if he can take it!
Now werk that body, baby, give them a reason to gag.
Trade in my bed, Timbs on the floor,
Neck on lock while I beg for more.
He said, “You nasty,” I said, “I’m art,”
We don’t fake love.  we tear it apart.
Lips on mine, got that freaky swing,
Moan in his chest when I do my thing.
Lights go low, heels in the air,
He said, “I’m straight”— but now he don’t care.
Gimme face, gimme sweat, gimme neck,
Gimme that trade with the low voice check.
Gimme stroke, gimme spit, gimme heat, boy, gimme that meat boy, gimme that meat

gimme that meat, gimme that meat 
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Body on beat, and the sweat drip sweet,
He choke on love when I ride that meat.
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
gimme that meat, gimme that meat
Face like a fantasy, bounce like a dream,
Daddy eat it up like peaches and cream.

GIMME THAT MEAT!

HELLDOG

OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS!

LYRICS:

Ridin' ’round wit’ that stick 
She in my bed, take a flick 
Chrome on my pants, I’m lit 
Don’t even talk, just hiss 
Ugh! I’m on Mars wit’ the clique 
Hop in the whip, then I drift 
Neck like a glacier, it drip 
Walk in this bih like a myth 
I got fangs, no cap 
She love the way that I snap 
No soul, blacked out 
Codeine dreams, I nap 
Heart cold like ice 
Pop one, then I float 
Don’t call my phone, no ties 
I don’t play no roles 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Vamp mode, we don’t sleep, bruh 
Fangs out when I creep up 
I’m the reaper, nice to meet ya 
Geeked up! Geeked up! Geeked up! 
Blood red seats in the Beamer 
Too gone, I might delete ya 
I'm in my own world, no subpoena
Racks in the back of the trunk 
I put that boy in a blunt 
Neck on froze like a tundra 
I took yo’ ho to Wakanda 
She wanna ride in a spaceship 
I don’t do talkin’, I face it 
All black fit like a Mason 
Mask on tight, I’m Jason 
Walk in the club with my fangs out 
He talk slick, now he rang out 
Chrome Heart belt, let it hang out
Geeked off red, not the same now
(She like “Brandon, you changed now”)
I don’t know you nigga
I don't know you nigga
I don’t fucking know you!
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, I can't die 
Look in my eyes, you’ll see fire 
All of my opps get denied 
I don’t do love, that’s a lie 
BLOODLINE, BLOODLINE, born to ride 
VVS tear when I cry 
Hop in that 'Rari and fly 
Bih got fangs like me 
We don’t sleep, we feast 
All night runs, that geek 
Pop that tab, I’m free 
I don't play fair, I cheat 
No soul, I’m elite 
Pentagram on my tee 
Penthouse top, no lease 
I’m in that mode again 
Twin Glock twins like codeine twins 
She in my line, tryna sin 
I told her, “bring a friend”
She do what I say like I’m Zordon 
I'm not human, I’m foreign
Neon light drip, I’m glowin’
Ain’t no slowin’, we soarin’!
Yeah, I just blacked out in the Maybach 
She said “you cold,” I said “say that” 
I see through lies like a face tat 
They copy my swag, I hate that 
Chrome Heart lens, can’t see no opps
All of my bros got beams on Glocks
Never go broke, I bleed that guap
Put me in Hell, I still won’t stop 
Talk to the mirror, he don’t talk back 
I'm not real, just a format 
Plug hit once, now I orbit 
I’m not me, I’m morphin’ 
Hunnid round drum, distortion 
All of my fits imported 
I got demons I talk to nightly
All of this drip, unsightly 
Yeah… walk through walls like ghost 
Bih got fangs, she do the most 
Vamp life tatted on my throat 
Heart gone, I left that boat 
Crashin’ the scene like “who dat?”
Too many hits, no comeback
Fell in the fire, came out black
I'm from Mars, that’s no cap (brrr!)
Skull in my cup, I sip that doom (doom)
She off shrooms, she floatin’ too
No rules, I’m born to lose
Still came first, I bent the truth
Uh, never had fear in my chest
Ink on my neck like death
Jump in the mosh, make a mess
I don't want fame, want rest 
NO MIND,  I don’t think no more
NO MIND, I can’t feel no more
NO MIND, I this not real, I’m sure
NO MIND, I can’t sleep, I soar
NO MIND, I diamonds red like war
NO MIND, I she crawl on all fours
NO MIND, I that’s my final form
NO MIND, I rage till I’m reborn
I ain’t got a mind no mo’
I ain’t got a heart no mo’
All I got is rage and glow
Blood on my coat, let’s go
(vamp,vamp,vamp)
I just popped out with the static 
I'm not human, I’m graphic 
She wanna bite me, addict 
I’m in the cut like fabric 
No heart, no soul, just havoc
Red eyes glowin’ in traffic
Plug too wild, that’s magic
Neon wings, I’m blastin’ 
High off nothin’, I tweak 
Balenci moon boots, sleek 
I don’t text, I delete 
If you ain’t slime, don’t speak 
Got no ceiling, no peak 
Whole clique glitch, no leak 
I'm in Hell with the keys
VVS drown, I freeze

BLOODLINE! (FT. KrXno)

LYRICS: 

Used to post up where it’s hot, now I post up in the stu (facts),
Told the gang, “don’t call ‘bout them,” unless it’s somethin’ I gotta do.
Too much heat in my past, but the vision crystal blue,
Put my pain in a verse, now it slap when it come through.
I was beefin’ with some ghosts, they don’t even show they face,
Now I’m beefin’ with the booth, tryna kill every 808.
I forgot that boy existed ’til I scrolled and saw his face,
Ain’t no threats in my lane, I got deadlines and dates.

Remember runnin’ with that blick tucked, hoodie on, all tense,
Now I’m runnin’ up these numbers, gotta hustle, not revenge.
They still postin’ up for clout, I been postin’ dividends,
I ain’t soft, I just grew, If it’s pressure, we gon’ spin. (Don’t get it twisted)
I forgot that’s opps, I’m too focused on the drop,
Used to plot a block, now I’m plottin’ for the top.
Got a label tryna talk, got my tape about to pop,
I don’t hate, nah man, I don’t even think about the opps. (nah)
I was raised on the code, yeah, I bled for the set,
Now I’m tryna feed my brothers with a check, not a threat.
Used to slide with no mask, I was wild, full of sweat,
Now I’m slidin’ to the booth with a verse full of steps.
Told shorty I’m locked in, no drama on my plate,
She said “you changed,” yeah, I changed my fate.
Still got it in me, don’t test my grace,
But my energy too pricey to even waste.
They be tweetin’, I be schemin’ on a drop date,
My whole hood know I’m next, it’s not up for debate.
Could’ve crashed out, but I hit the brakes,
Now I’m cookin’ up songs, tryna raise the stakes.
Could’ve slid last week, but I let that ride (ride),
Could’ve lit the city up, but I chose to write.
They still throwin’ shade, I’m in rooms with lights,
My name ring bells and I ain’t even signed.
Chain still dancin’, pain still lingers,
I been turnin’ trauma to tracks with fingers.
Still got aim, still move like a thinker,
But I’d rather hit charts than pull that trigger.

(if my dad is listening, you a faggot, nigga)

JERKMATE FREESTYLE

OUT NOW EVERYWHERE!!

LYRICS:

(waze verse)
Run it, I run it, I run it 
Countin’ the money, I done it 
Hop in the whip and I gun it 
Look at me, boy, I’m stunnin’ 
Pigs in the sky and they spinnin’ 
Whole lotta racks and I’m winnin’ 
You talkin’ but I do not listen (nah),
I triple the bag and I flip it 
Fast flow, dash flow, don’t stop 
Big chain, wrist cold, ice drop 
Big smoke, opp talk, get popped 
185 beat don’t flop (never).


Fly, fly, fly, pigs fly (fly),
High, high, high, sky high (high).
Lie, lie, lie, big lie (cap),
Why, why, why, can’t try (yeah).
(X2)

(SSWIFTDVBZ VERSE)
Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m gone 
Money be stackin’, it’s breakin’ my phone 
Hop in the coupe and I’m switchin’ the zone,
Drip on my body, I’m freezin’ the chrome.
Talkin’ that cap and I don’t wanna hear it 
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’ in spirit 
Chasin’ the bag and I’m chasin’ the digits,
I triple it, flip it, I double, I get it.
Fast lane, no brake, don’t stop 
Backpack, big racks, no prop 
Ten toes, I rose to the top,
One shot, one drop, get popped 
Pigs fly, sky high, don’t lie,
Whole vibe, big time, I’m live.
No sleep, I grind, I shine,
Whole beat, I ride, trip-line.

[KrXno & waze verse]

Chain on my neck and it shine like a star 
Whip go “vroom,” I don’t care what you are 
Walk in the room and they point from afar 
Whole lotta smoke, I’ma raise up the bar 
Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m fast 
Whole lotta hunnids, I’m stackin’ the cash 
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’, they laugh 
Sayin’ I can’t, that’s stuck in the past 
Do what I want, no leash 
Cookin’ it up, that’s feast 
Flow go beast, unleashed 
185, no peace 

(waze verse)

Run it, I run it, I run it, I’m on 
Money be stackin’, it’s breakin’ my phone 
Hop in the coupe and I’m switchin’ the zone,
Drip on my body, I’m freezin’ the chrome.
Pigs in the sky and they flappin’, they lift 
I’m makin’ it happen, I triple the flip 
I’m laughin’ at rappers, they talkin’ they quit,
I’m snappin’, no cappin’, I’m runnin’ this shit.
Fast lane, I’m movin’, I’m zoomin’ 
Whole lotta smoke and I’m boomin’ 
Chain on my neck and it’s coolin’ 
Look at my style, it’s a movie 
Backpack, big racks, stack 
hip black, no cap, dash 
Talk slick, get hit, flash 
Big drip, can’t miss, splash 

(SSWIFTDVBZ & KrXno verse)

Whole lotta dreams that I’m chasin’ 
Whole lotta time I ain’t wastin’ 
Pigs in the sky, it’s amazin’ 
Flyin’ too high, elevation

pigs fly (feat. KrXno & waze.) [PROD. SSWIFTDVBZ]

Randy touches innocent trick or treaters. Happy Halloween

BIG DICK BRANDY (feat. KrXno)

Lyrics

Wake up every mornin', I got racks in my pocket
Keep makin' bands, I don't know if I'm stoppin'
Saw an opp walking down the block, got straight out to poppin'
Niggas should call me Slickback with the feels I be coppin' nigga
The opps lookin' evisceral
don't think you need a visual
but imagine You ain't pay King Von the bands that you really owe
Choppa hit this nigga, he on the ground, look like a Cheerio
said he went to heaven, but we all know where he really go
12 .357s went and hit him in the chest
bleedin' out on the ground
niggas know he already dead
Paramedics tryna save him, but they already know
But you already know
I spent 20 bands on Dior
Thought I switched up the beats, you 
know I kept the flow
Though I switched up my location I still out Rollin the 'dro

[beat switch]
Spinnin’ they block, yeah, we do it for fun
They talk on the net but they never gon’ come
Big .45, make a fuckboy run
Hollow tips hit him, he done, he done
All of my opps, they broke, they bums
Talk too much, put a hole in his lungs
Red dot beam, I ain’t missin’ for none
Whole block cryin’, they losin’ they sons

K-Block lackin’, they ain’t on shit
6-Block talkin’, get hit with a clip
Say my name, better watch your lips
’Cause we pull up quick and we empty the stick

Mask on tight when I slide in the whip
Big FN, got a kick when it spit
He duckin’ the smoke but he talk like he lit
’hop out, leave him slumped in a ditch

Ain’t no peace, we don’t do no truce
Step on they turf, leave shells as proof
Say he a stepper, but he got no juice
Spin one time, then we double it, too

(Nah nah, lemme go over to yo GIRL twin)


I fucked your bitch and now she's mine
And she was hella bad, I ain't even gon' lie
I know you're scared to say bye bye
But this is how life goes, am I right?
I know you didn't expected me to say this
But I took all of your damn fuckin' ladies
Got to they spot, and drove 'em in my Mercedes
This includin' Emma and Avis
You think you are him, but you'll be wrong
I know you and yo' bitches don't get along
So I took 'em to my crib, where they belong
He tryna be like me, start writin' some songs
There'll be one Lil Dedpi and that's me
Wanna forget 'bout his past, sippin' Hennessy
He doin' that 'cause of jealousy
'Don't really care 'cause he wrong mentally

Ethosuave X CHRISBANDS X SSWIFTDVBZ - NIYA MADE FREESTYLE

FUK U UP (feat. BMKH)

No closure (feat. waze)

samples: back on 74 - jungle 
Higher - sonata

Out now on ‘PURIN’

HOLY SMOKE // ASHES

GL0CKST3PPER

SSWISS CHEESE PT. 3 (SLIME EM OUT) (feat. KrXno)

GL0CKST3PPER (acapella & adlibs version)

mind you this was this summer, in the middle of a blaze pizza. i was with my friends, and i jokingly said "what if i try to make music while high as fuck" and we jus laughed it off until my friend asked if i should, wasnt pressure or nun, willingly hit it, but the thing is, i accidentally hit a blinker because i thought it was dead, thus leading me to be high for 7 hours straight. it was actually fucking horrible i couldnt think straight, i threw up, cried, made music, was very hungry for some reason, so therefore i am NEVER smoking. well, not weed at least.

im never smokin weed again what the fuck is this

i love this girl and all, but holy shit is she weird. shes just not socially acceptable around me in public. in private, thats a whole different story, although we barely hang out privately. she knows im very clingy and shit yet shows the least affection, most of the time no affection at all, which constantly makes me overthink if she actually likes me or she is leading me on, especially since she tried to breakup with me like a month ago yet got back together in like 5 days. See, i dont think shes a bad girl or anything, it jus sucks bc its a maturity difference thing so. shes a freshman and im a junior, nearly a 2 year age gap, do whatever the hell you want with that info idc. the thing i dont like the most about her is that she doesnt like compliments? for some reason whenever i compliment her or like tell her i love her she acts like i jus said the most weird shit to her like bro.

i made this song for a girl that i now have heavy mixed feelings for (GIRLFRIEND, OFF OF 'DGB')

LYRICS:

WE GON BE OKAY (12X)
we gon’ be okay (what?)
Countin’ up that cake (huh), money on the way (way)
She just want my wave (yeah), told her “Not today” (nah)
Shawty, girl my bae (yeah)
We gon’ be okay (yeah), we gon’ be alright (yeah)
I’m up all night (yeah), I don’t see no light (nah)
Shawty hit my phone (yeah), told her “Take that flight” (yeah)
Told her we gon’ be okay

I’m in that coupe, no roof (roof)
Yeah, that bitch go vroom (vroom)
I just left my jeweler (bling), diamonds in my tooth (tooth)
I don’t play by rules (nah), I don’t follow no crew (crew)
All of my sluts yeah, we make that move (move)
racks on me right now (racks), yeah, racks on me right now (right now)
Told that bitch pipe down (pipe), I’m too up right now (up)
(Jus singing and shit)

WE GON BE OKAY (12X)


all these bitches in club 
pretty scene girl wont shut up
popping bottles after bottles 
& my head is going numb 
push the haters to the back 
all the freaks come to the front 
call up shawty, tap that molly
have the dj turn me up
bacardi put me in a daze 
shawty threw me in a fucking grave
all the lights be flashing bright
we in here blowing up the rave
its feeling like a maze
(roll me a fucking blunt)
i cant even feel my face
Empty bottles on the floor
yeah we popping champagne 
hit a bump , im feeling drunk
i do it for the dopamine
we wont ever see the sun
Getting high of exctasy 
tell that bitch to roll my blunt
Pop two pills, now I'm numb again,  
Voices in my head, they ain’t really friends,  
Lean in my cup, let it never end,  
Fallin’ every night, but I still pretend.  
Roll one up, just to clean my brain,  
And my Heart too cold, I can’t feel no pain,  
Smoke too thick, can’t see no face,  
High till i die, it's the only way.

WE GON BE OKAY (12X)

Be okay

GIMME THAT MEAT PT. 2

SSWISS CHEESE PT. 4

LABELS RELEASED ON:
DUALSIDE
Blast Furnace Collective
LGM COLLECTIVE
SFKKG


Reaching 100 followers on SoundCloud might seem like a small milestone to some, but to me, it means everything. It’s more than just a number it’s a sign that people are listening, connecting, and finding something meaningful in the music I create. For that, I’m deeply grateful.

When I first uploaded my tracks, I wasn’t sure anyone would really hear them. I was just expressing myself, pouring emotions, thoughts, and late-night inspiration into sound. Every like, comment, and follow since then has been a little reminder that I’m not alone — that my music resonates with others, even in small ways.

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Boy oh boy where do I even begin.. Beastboi., honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into your enemies eyes. Your silky smooth touch around the rim, and that gorgeous jumpshot. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you retire. You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope. You are even amazing off the court, you're a great husband and father, sometimes I even call you dad. I forvever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day retire. I would sacrifice my own life. This track was so good that I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious king exclaim these words,
"DISCIPLE ROUND TABLE, THIS IS FOR YOU!” Not only have you changed the game of edm and the world forever, but you've eternally changed my world. And now you're getting older, but still the goat, my goat. I love you pookie bear, my glorious king, Beastboi.

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