sry for the quality on some parts we had mic issues



she call me daddy like im wearing white sketchers
ill send yo ass to hell fighting ghasts in the nether
id say you got potential, but im stuck staying better
id say you get her wet but you know i get her wetter

ay ay, like the alphabet
you say you run with gangs but you dont know the half of it
michael scott with the paper know im always stackin it
kelly with the beats like dwight shrute they never lackin yeah
if i ever got scared it was watching shrek 2
yo girl just snapped me sayin she wanna give neck too
id say you could fuck with us but thats off the table
im a goat you a donkey bitch stay in yo stable

In the booth tellin stories like a fable
U hatin in a wheelchair boy u not able
Tryna eat off my plate get out the stable
If she got stuck inna elevator id cut the cable

yeezy 700s when i step out the escape
easy makin hundreds bitch i do it every day
doin POV shots with yo girl on the gopro
you can try to slide but its gonna be a no-go
on yo block with the glocks bitch im stoppin through
dont try to talk bitch i aint michael i dont rock with you
they shot me in the leg i was like “damn it hurts”
i get a bag in every dimension bitch, into the scamminverse 

i dont rhyme words bitch i rhyme phrases
he aint never gonna move again he in a time stasis
you a nerd bitch imma hit you in yo glasses
call me the g-man bitch wake up and smell the ashes
kick him in the head with my docs they aint steel toe
chillin in the bed with a thot she a real hoe
hit him in the skull now theres red in his hair
broke mothafucka YOUR BLUETOOTH DEVICE IS READY TO PAIR

Try me bitch i get rich off of the hate
Im loved everywhere, i got a bitch in every state
Smokin pork for 12 hours i dont wanna wait
396 came today, up in a crate
Swap it in sum now it moves like a freight
Grown man UpperKut now he say innit mate

Then i put a liter in the minutemaid
Went to my school the next day and gave it to my classmates
Shinin hella bright until we gave his ass fade
It aint really like that im jus throwin out some shade
On the same note tho i hate hyperpop fuck bladee
Police in my house like afroman issa raid
Junkie bought a perc for 2 percs thats a trade
If he want steam we can get his ass sautéed
Why u wanna copy rip me off like band aid
60 fuckers deep and it sound like a fuckin parade
He come out the cemetary wit a switchblade
If u got debt and kill em it stays unpaid

we did that shit tho

OUT THA STABLE (ft. Mads) - lyrics in desc

Big pint ridin round wit the sprite
Hidden in the night like a hobo with a knife
Chopped up ur height like a barber wit some lice
Roll yo dice why you shy get a life get right
Telegram scammer i need 200 dollars
Send it right now bitch ignore yo fuckin father
Too much viagra i cant even go no harder
Tool in the shed, couldnt even get no sharper
White bitch swing from my nuts like peter parker

bitch said she done with me and idgaF
yeah I poor it up got lean in this Cup
mix it with pills and I feel a lil stick 
shorty on my dick and I call her love bug 
phone ringing bitch yeah I’m the fucking plug 
got that white stuff that the feins fucking love 
run up on me and I’ll call your fucking bluff 
I ain’t losing shii when push come to shove 
40 unload and all I see is blue blood 

No bitch, you cannot get a hug
Boutta make a superbean come try this new drug
Wheres all my money I jus hit em with a shrug
Who dis random bitch, said she knew the plug
If we get to squishin then you lookin like a bug
If u get to wishin then we hookin like a thug
Swat his ass down, sweep em up under the rug
Put away the stash, gotta go but cant crash

gotta run it up got to get this shii fast 
Fuck your bullshii gotta leave it in the past 
sorry that you pressed ion really care to spazz 
while your doing math yeah I’m skipping fucking class 
counting all these bands gotta make myself proud 
bitch stfu why you so loud 
toss your dirty ass out to the fucking crowd 
idgaf bitch I’m never in a drought 
scammed your Grammy to fore I kicked your ass out 
ion wanna hear your mother fucking mouth 

Punched her ass out she gon need mouth to mouth
You better hide yo wife cuz my dad'll hit yo spouse
I could hit your cashapp to buy your whole house
Gettin to the cheese but you act like mouse
Goofy ass get back to the clubhouse
That petty 200 got spent at a steakhouse

steakhouse ft. SlimRilla - lyrics in desc

Crestmont ft. SlimRilla

Steezy Ft D1oQ & SlimRilla

ft. metronome cuz i had my headphones cranked

No Wifi ft. bista & SlimRilla

10 dudes 21 chops 40 shots
2 guns per person but what if i need another one
I got 3 on me in case the opps need a couple spots

So many bullets i think he wearin some polka dots 
Floatin on these beats imma buy myself a yacht

Why you be riskin yo life, only tryna cop a gram?
Come get right wit us and i gotchu wit a grand slam
If i run outta rhymes imma pass it to my man stan
Yeaahhh, okay
Im already knowin that she wanna fuck 
Had to cut her off before she finish i said yes mam

Touch him with burner then his skin start to sizzle
I need me a piama hoe like malcolm in the middle
Told this bitch to get messy like she was ms frizzle
If he sick as fuck i cant help him, leave him with a sniffle

Now he in jam, that boy inna lil pickle
Learned how to scam then he went and made a nickel
He said he was layin pipe but she blew the whistle
I dont want no title baby we cant be official

Bouta cut you off if you actin artificial
If you wanna fight imma whip you wit the pistol
Wanted beef wit me until i sent his ass a missle
We cant drop the heat you gotta wait for my dismissal

Now we gotta scrap, i put his head up onna swivel
You aint beatin ass because you built jus like a bristle
Put yo gun down come and fight me like we civil
I think she want it on her face, i gave her this drizzle

Gotta swerve you 2 times baby let me curve you
Came up on some money but you really dont deserve to
Same day delivery lemme come and serve you
Start some shit when gang around how u got the nerve to?

Hit ur bitch aswell does that mean i served two?
Think im goin crazy gotta tighten up my screws
How the fuck she lovin you but im the one she choose
House up on a mountain smokin with a crazy view

Saw a grown man cryin and i asked him ''who hurt you?''

who hurt you? - lyrics in desc

She was jus hit me up like do u wanna date me
How its been lately 80 onna eighthy
Classic ass beat like it was made by erik satie
Sent his ass a missle buddy got a kh-80

You been goin crazy, findin ways to hate me
I aint givin up till this rap shit pay me
Put you on my team so how the fuck u gon trade me
Put my feelings in the mic im hopin that it save me

When the plug re-up issa shoppin spree
Found the way to her heart i just need the key
Rollin up some tree, gettin as high as i can see
Gotta pass the blunt, all my homies smoke for free

Posted in the crib playin sports on the wii
If u in my circle then we goin up, guaranteed
Foul on the play lemme be yo referee
Why would i fuck witchu when you was never there for me

Pullin up GTA hoppin out the banshee
Gangy right behind me inna blacked out SUV
Sayin that you hard but i gotta disagree
Way too many fakes like we watchin jubilee


She gon call me daddy yea lil boy you my son

20 songs a day yea i get that shit done
Need dat easy bread imma go and sell a ton
Steady talkin shit it'll get ya block spun
Spun the block too much now the population none

Prolly thinkin i was finished nah i aint done
Need another chop boutta buy a new gun
Know that you a pussy, jus be totin for fun
Thinkin he could run until we toasted his buns

80 - lyrics in desc

If my shoota aint on time then im pullin out my glocky
Shootin like im in my prime you couldnt even block it
Why you call me slime i hate yo ass like mr crocker
Choppa got that one chime u hear it knock and split the block
Stole yo car and u cant get it back cuz imma drive faster
Had to that steal that bitch, wore a hoodie, she a back scratcher
Put them dodges up before 12 im the scat snatcher
Better hide yo shit cuz all the opps be the pack grabbers

put wocky in my mountain dew cuz im true gamer
i pop perkies like candy just because i like the flavor
i dont even want the brain man i couldnt even date her
queen Elizabeth died and i couldn’t even save her
i failed finance class cuz i kept all my paper
fucking dumb ass teacher i just scammed her out a stapler
posted up in florida i just sold a eighth to a gator
im fast like lightning bitch you just tow mater
put the clip to his head but this aint no taper
bitch im ballin, roddy rich or the lakers?
i got hella oats but i aint no quaker
ill put you in the ground, aint nowhere safer

You be typin hella crazy like a internet debater
Put the cheese up on his head we gave his ass the grater
Had a empty stomach so she call me to get sum dick catered
Throwin some shit at you like a fake translator
If i put it up on youtube then its really just a prop gun
Why you finna tuck yo shit aint never gon pop nun
Leave u with no option put yo ass up for adoption
Charge him 30 for a gram he thought issa bargain

my ex bitch was racist so you know i had to drop her
if you hear “bang bang” its just my fuckin party popper
ay ay, this the party stopper
hit em with the scar he gon need a fuckin flopper
i aint got time to fuck but i aint gonna stop her
my dogs got the metal like their first name was goddard
so if you hit a lick its gon be a fuckin slaughter

Choppa cuttin tees in half, this the shirt cropper
She just want me for my brain and i cant even stop her
Yea, bitch, she a dahmer daughter
She can call me daddy but im really not her father


stole the secret formula, i just scammed plankton

If you sold me some pack then it better be stankin

my shit five stars but i aint franklin

You gon get boxed if i pull up bitch im crankin

cant think of bars bitch im sittin here blankin

Put em on disney now he walkin the prank again

cash to check, and im hittin the bank again

Allergic to the pape, like u got a green epipen

fuck the dea, i dont like hank schrader man

Talkin all that shit finna shorten his lifespan

run a MLM, im a white bitch business man

Have you gone in 60 seconds bitch imma minuteman

wocky in my mtn dew ft. Mads - lyrics in desc

Tryna hit 40 on the pacer lets get physical
Fuck her good in the morning said my dick mythical 
Turned 30 bullets into 50 im shootin criticals
If its red and blue, imma elephant not political
Issa middle finger every flick i throw the fucks up
All this daylight savings and you still aint got yo bugs up
Boy we in the bad lands better grab yoself a chug jug
How his white tee fade to red he playin dig dug 
Issa fiend at the door, she jus wanna rock like uzi

fucked this bitch offa perc she think we inna movie
caught an opp on vacation shot em in a jacuzzi
niggas think it’s christmas but this shit can get spooky
fast n furious i need a bitch like suki
stupid bitch cheated n said i was her pookie
kicked the bitch out my crib den i took a dookie
once i hit the bitch i disappear like houdini
whole gang eating good we jus got sum zucchini 

Kitchen in the boof eatin steak with tortellini
I be pushin pedal like im racin for martini
Buddy never got taper finna get a boosie
How you broke as fuck and you still bein choosey
He done talked too much now im smokin on that yap pack
Hannah in the stu yea this the fuckin trap cat
Bring out that scat pack, bitch, imma gap that
Imma needa stack back, bitch, where them racks at

yeah where dem racks at, saw yo bitch at the club my nigga i’m finna tap dat 
just sparked dis bitch up i am not finna pass dat, 

Yeah, bitch, you a fiend bruh,
Heard you sayin i got 20 dollars where the crack at

pass the blunt over here yeah im finna smack dat
niggas too fat askin me where da mac at

Think u finna steal the reup? knew you was a pack rat
Tryna getcho bands taller wallet got a top hat

bitch u fuckin stink better go take a bath

Wanna get some money better learn to do yo math

nigga keep testing me till he feel my wrath

Homie hit a kickflip so said that shit was rad

hit em in the stomach now he really fuckin sad

he done pissed off so i pulled up like its stalingrad

actin like a bitch he got a deadbeat dad

Couldnt stand the heat so he gotta find a launchpad

Launchpad ft. D1oQ

If u missin money its because my homie digital
Stories in the stu everything you sayin fictional
Ion give a fuck im really in here spittin syllables
Makin friends wit snakes you gon get bit thats typical

bitch said I had drank too much but I ain’t even drunk enough 
poor another shot got me feeling like a Gallagher
she think she the main one but ion even fuck with her 
been taking to much drugs yeah it got my tummy hurt

quit playin wimmie lil nigga u a squirt
thought she was my favorite but she wasn’t even third
niggas get caught then chirp like a bird
drinking too much man my words all slurred

Harry potter glasses boy you lookin like a nerd
Thinkin like a sheep i can see you in the herd
Throw em in the pot, unky cookin get em stirred
Passin to qp for the slur, i cant say the word

sold him fetty percs and I said besafe in tweak town  
you will never be shii you caught up as a class clown 
faded as a bitch in class so I keep my facedown 
kick you off our team if you bringing da pace down

nigga thought he was a knight put the fuckin mace down
got a foreign bitch yeah i think she from k town
whole gang broke asl yall sleeping inna bunk
couldn’t even nut wit the bitch her shi stunk

Sponsors on the whip, my shit green jus like sprunk
Flexin wit a chevy boy you drivin some junk
Finna hotbox the whip imma get that shit skunked
I cant even lie i love some oreos wit the milk dunked

feeling like im sparrow cause my ship could never sink 
I ain’t got no  millions but im wearing gucci mink 
yeah I got some problems but this codeine is my shrink 
of the shroomy zoomys and I can’t even think  

fuckin on a emo bitch yeah she got sum kinks
got a hairless cat n i named his ass sphinx
this lil nigga tryna talk but he ain’t allowed to speak
smokin on dat real gas all u got is weak

You aint really got it bruh its all about the technique
If you dont even rap who are you to critique
Act up in a music video turn it into live leak
How that 9-5 feel at the end of the workweek?

I don’t need a strap bitch I’ll still rob your ass 
asking for the pack but you can’t handle gas 
broke some bitchs heart cause that shii was made of glass  
I don’t like a lame bitch she gotta come with sass 

bitch thought i was normal till i put it in her ass
brittani bout 280 yeah she got a lot of mass
hoppin on this beat and you know im finna spaz
feelin like im neil cus im finna play sum jazz

Stories in The Stu ft. SlimRilla & D1oQ

scam boogeyman 2

Oh no dont talk dont gimmie no lip
We broke his back like a chip no dip
Aint got no swag, you cant throw a fit
If its what i make, its really a hit
Torch in my pocket, we can get lit
Thought he was hard, but he hid the blick
grah

grah  grah grah boom

just copped a chain, it's gleaming,
come get your hoe, she fiending,
don't bother me bitch, I'm leaning,
pour up a 4 then i head out to niemans,
ya hunt down unc, he sleeping,
passin round percs, we geeking,
I'm a saltine, he a wheat thin,
to this cash, I'm leaping,

I never miss it aint touchin the rim
I get u leakin and leave with a grin
Im never leavin im stuck in my skin
Thinkin im fake but ive never been
Nobody know you so you are not him
You look like tree u needin a trim

His ass a nerd he lookin like rick
Thinkin he tough but he need a flick
Thinkin he rough but im really slick
We not finna date i know u a trick

Kasdami Flow (ft. m4z) | REMASTERED

Chillin inna forest u can catch me where the cash start
Hoppin in the 19 but its still fuck the push to start
Dont know nothing bout the streets, boy you jus book smart
Still smokin fryds wit a good gpa, you dumb smart
I cant tell you where i got it boy you never seen these clothes
I could never trust her, 4 feet tall, thats how far she get thrown
She dont even know that this life really shit come wit lows
This the final act yeah im finna bring it to a close

put his ass up on a cross yeah i made em t pose
put the beam on his head yeah that nigga froze
bitch hella freaky askin me to suck her toes
always had a pops but i ain ever been to lowes 
Jewish nigga pulled out a band he had a thousand and 80
fucked a bitch on a triple planet sum like haiti
cops try n pull me ill speed off doin 180
niggas think i’m scared man ill shoot a whole baby

Christian loubies steppin on his nose, finna paint his face 
I cant really talk about the charges this a flaming case
Neck hurtin, chain so heavy, every check its gaining weight
Want a 5.7 but this 350 a training crate
Donuts out the dealer tryna hit a shuv like skate
Locked up off the allegations like his name is tate
Fuck the wood grain, keep it tactical on the K
This glocky not stocky bitch, you better pray

yeah im rich flexin on u niggas like lil tay
sounding hella lost my nigga u a stray
yeah her booty soft and i’m hard we made clay
tried to run off and i made his ass pay
niggas hop onna mic but they sound gay
in da north pole and im hoppin on a sleigh
shorty left the airpods and he took the bait
hit the blunt once n he tapped out like a lightweight


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