Apache

Apache (Hooligan Chase)

Lyrics:

Bitch boy stop all that cappin’ whatchu talkin’ ‘bout/
I don’t really feel a single thing outcho fuckin’ mouth/
Violence of mothafuckin’ action, better say it loud/
Show you the meaning being psychotic without a doubt/

I been overseas so bitch I seen a lot things/
So all the shit that you rappin’ about just know that I dun did/
I just don’t talk about it, ‘cause I don’t feel I the need brag about it/
Sat at home and fuckin’ drank about it/
Makin’ bank up out it/

Came home with some loose screws, and got a clouded judgement/
Couldn’t find a job to save my life ‘cause all these people judgin’/
Had to start plottin’ and plannin’ ‘cause I had nothin’/
Wasn’t ready for the adjustment but I made no discussion/

And you don’t want that, pussy boy you need to get back/
Get clapped, pussy boy I blow yo wig back/
Chit-chat, frontin’ like you mista ‘get bad’/
Pimp slap, when I see you take a dirt nap/
Get back, pussy boy I know you down bad/
Get clapped, pussy boy I blow yo wig back/
Chit-chat, know you snitchin’ like a damn rat/
Pimp slap, when I see you take a dirt nap/

Warning Shots 2k21 Freestyle (prod. 2019Akira)

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Love Scars/You hurt me [Produced by: Elliott Trent] </3

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/fE9t2IrrDlU

LYRICS:

Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit,
met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket,
everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it,
flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit,
heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets,
trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it.

Prove ‘em wrong, who the fuck they gonna doubt now?
About to take off, where’s my motherfucking countdown?
I’ll be getting what I wanted, been rewarded,
I’ma stay in my own lane until the day I’m in a coffin,
After that I’ll stick around, the underground becoming haunted,
I’ve been loving what I got and if I got it I’ma flaunt it.

Dumb shit you’ve been buying with your cash flow,
you’d be better off fucking wiping up your asshole.
Going dummy with your money, ain’t shit funny,
there are people in the world, they’re fucking dying, going hungry,
you could spare a couple dollars till their tummies looking chubby,
I’ll be giving fucking lectures like professors acting nutty.

Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit,
met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket,
everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it,
flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit,
heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets,
trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it.

I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, come alive in the sky like a rocket.
I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, I’ll be flying to Orion like a rocket.
I’ma rock it, I’ma rock it, come alive in the sky, I’m a rocket.

I GOT DA SAUCE

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