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Ig. Chaosv6

Lyrics: 


Ok, I just pulled into the lot ok
Burnt rubber, engine hot ok
Thumbin’, I’m thumbin’ we not the same 
Run up the racks the whole posse paid
Kick rocks ok, they want me show love they intoxicated 
Ion even fuck with the population 
Ian trippin’, Ian trippin ain’t nun to replace ‘em
I’m the last real nigga, ain’t nun remaining 
Yea keep it cool it ain’t nun to erase ya 
They say I changed, if I relocate ion gotta explain shit
Ain’t no complaints, chillin’ I’m cool why the fuck would I chase her 
She said she love me, I know she don’t love me she just love the cadence

I hit the store I got number nine on me, I see I like it, I cop it uhuh 
Know I’m the shit, all these eyes on me as soon as I walk through the door
Back out bands uhuh, tryna do what I do, these niggas copy uhuh 
Ion do friend nuh uh, no new friends hell nah ian goin for nun 
Hell yea we up the bar, since a jit we been thumbin’ no lie
Been touch bread oh yuh, fast forward, Cartier frames my eyes
Hell nah worried ‘bout nun (‘bout nun)
Hell nah, Hell nah I can’t rely
I can’t trust a soul, these niggas be lying
Hit my phone no reply

Ok, I just pulled into the lot ok
Burnt rubber, engine hot ok
Thumbin’, I’m thumbin’ we not the same 
Run up the racks the whole posse paid
Kick rocks ok, they want me show love they intoxicated 
Ion even fuck with the population 
Ian trippin’, Ian trippin ain’t nun to replace ‘em
I’m the last real nigga, ain’t nun remaining 
Yea keep it cool it ain’t nun to erase ya 
They say I changed, if I relocate ion gotta explain shit
Ain’t no complaints, chillin’ I’m cool why the fuck would I chase her 
She said she love me, I know she don’t love me she just love the cadence

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Ig. Chaosv6

https://youtu.be/VxA1E2rLs7E?si=xFrSJpHR6p2akjzM

Lyrics :
Fuck all them Niggas
Not in the mix
Fuck how they feel
They be on my dick
Niggas ain't real
I know it get
They picking sides it is what it is
Niggas be lost they sniffing on Whitney
Don't ask about niggas you don't see 'round with me
If I see that nigga man the sitch gettin' sticky
My brothers ain't goin this shit getting wicked

Hop out
You won't even know lil nigga
Stomp a opp out with my foams on nigga
I'd get my bitches to line me a nigga
We don't fuck with that boy
get him out of the picture
Fuck 'em yea that's if it's an issue
Niggas duckin' swear to god niggas bitchin'
Mathematics hadda run up my digits
I just stayed in my lane had to pivot
Niggas gon roll up some dope this shit helping me cope
I'm droppin' ash on the number nine coat
I'm goin ghost
I'm tryn' better
I only know level up how could I settle
Shortie tryn' fuck on the first day I met her
I get it
this bitch feel better than ever
You ready
I'm stuffin' the dick her belly
She tryn' tempt me
She seen a young nigga havin'

Fuck all them Niggas
Not in the mix
Fuck how they feel
They be on my dick
Niggas ain't real
I know it get
They picking sides it is what it is
Niggas be lost they sniffing on Whitney
Don't ask about niggas you don't see 'round with me
If I see that nigga man the sitch gettin' sticky
My brothers ain't goin this shit getting wicked

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Ig. Chaosv6 

Hook:
Bitch I’m locked in, told the mic the jus how I feel 
Doing this shit with no effort, it’s not hard to keep it real
It’s some nights that I hadda live 
& I got a lot on my mind still 
With the gang we hittin’ rodeo 
We gon’ spend it oh no we don’t care 
I’ma jus’ pop my shit
If you ain’t fuckin’ with me oh well
Spend some racks to treat myself 
Smoke gas, for my health 
Back then they said I wouldn’t do it 
We repeatin’ this shit like a rep 
Now we doin’ this shit with no help 
No help 
No help 

Verse: 
Shawty she give me the green light 
Looking at me like 
Who you tryn’ be like 
Don’t fuck with you niggas
No I don’t fuck with you niggas 
I’m staying on this side 
& she a homebody stay inside 
I spun the block ‘cause I missed it 
Wasn’t fuckin’ with the distance 
When I hit her up she gon’ reply 
Been a while, time flies 
New pack give me pink eyes 
Rolling up, we gon’ light up 
We gon’ spark shit, get right 
Shopping for jeans, yea we on a trip 
Treating myself to something nice 
Couple niggas be watching my life 
‘Cause they know what this life like 

Hook:
Bitch I’m locked in, told the mic the jus how I feel 
Doing this shit with no effort, it’s not hard to keep it real
It’s some nights that I hadda live 
& I got a lot on my mind still 
With the gang we hittin’ rodeo 
We gon’ spend it oh no we don’t care 
I’ma jus’ pop my shit
If you ain’t fuckin’ with me oh well
Spend some racks to treat myself 
Smoke gas, for my health 
Back then they said I wouldn’t do it 
We repeatin’ this shit like a rep 
Now we doin’ this shit with no help 
No help 
No help

No Help Prod. Chaosv6

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No help Prod. Chaosv6

Ig. Chaosv6 
Music Video: https://youtu.be/lOnuC5rq9PU
Lyrics:

They tryn hop on the wave 
Oh no no no, nigga it’s way too late 
I’ma young lieutenant, I’m paving a way 
Don’t fuck with you niggas, I pivot away (away) 
Stay out the mix, I play with them eight hunnid eights
I’m the top one, ain’t no debate 
Oh chaos you hard! Lil’ nigga you late 
Up 3AM ain’t get no sleep
I’m too locked in, ain’t no damn breaks 
Racks on racks, thats for the week
Walk in this bitch, tee helmut lang 
Undercover on these jeans
We in Ella pushin da range 
Burnin’ rubber who tryn fucking’ race 
Box the V, it smell like the thunder
Tint the whip to keep it smooth 
Don’t like being seen, bitch we get low 
We flew from the east coast
Fuck her she scream C notes
Bitch tryn tell me pick one
Can’t decide, bitch I just want both 
Play with her pussy
Shawty thought I told you I just want your soul 
In her belly after I fuck this hoe, she stealin’ all my clothes 
Fuck with my scent, Fuck with my scent 
Gutierre my cologne 
Racks on racks I’m countin lil nigga, get it on my own
Give a fuck what these niggas be on
They tryn hop on the wave 
Oh no no no, nigga it’s way too late 
I’ma young lieutenant, I’m paving a way 
Don’t fuck with you niggas, I pivot away (away) 
Stay out the mix, I play with them eight hunnid eights
I’m the top one, ain’t no debate 
Oh chaos you hard! Lil’ nigga you late 
Up 3AM ain’t get no sleep
I’m too locked in, ain’t no damn breaks 
Racks on racks, thats for the week
Walk in this bitch, tee helmut lang 
Undercover on these jeans
We in Ella pushin da range 
Burnin’ rubber who tryn fucking’ race

RANGE P. CHAOSV6 CHASE KERSIE

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RANGE P CHAOSV6 KERSIE CHASE VID IN DESCRIPTION

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IG. Chaosv6
Lyrics: 

It's 2AM I ain't gettin' no sleep
So the spliff gettin' packed up
I been up no I can't 'lax up
Fuck an opinion, ain't adding up
You not gang you get taxed up
This shit not what it seem let 'em catch up
Tell 'em niggas "just keep up the pace
But stay in your lane
Just don't get in my way"
Couple niggas surprised that I'm doing this shit
Actin' like it don't make sense
And I notice all the fake love
No you ain't gang, you ain't gettin' in
Pussy nigga tryna make amends
Lil bro took an L in the end
I turn an L to a Win
This bitch an 8 her friend a 10

Had to go get it, yea let's go!
We know you ain't that nigga, yes we know
Enough with the chit chat, nigga we know
Gang gon' blitz that nigga fasho
Realize it's a lot that I ain't know yea
It's lot of room to grow
Gang finna hit of chime yea
I hit like two in a row
They want the put on
They wan' know what I'm on
In the bnb smokin' on strong
Fake fuck with a nigga, I just play along
Act like I don't really see nun
'Cause Lil Chaos don't got too much energy
It's some other shit I gotta get too
Lot on my mind got a lot on my mental
I get that feel I cannot ignore

Fuck the bullshit, I'm making a statement
Been a lil minute, some niggas been waitin'
Tryn' lock in, I need a lil payment
Hittin' my phone niggas all want the same
Day by day I'ma double this cup
All this music shit keeping me sane
Rollin' up I can't get enough
We gon' light up this pack from LA

It's 2AM I ain't gettin' no sleep
So the spliff gettin' packed up
I been up no I can't 'lax up
Fuck an opinion, ain't adding up
You not gang you get taxed up
This shit not what it seem let 'em catch up
Tell 'em niggas "just keep up the pace
But stay in your lane
Just don't get in my way"
Couple niggas surprised that I'm doing this shit
Actin' like it don't make sense
And I notice all the fake love
No you ain't gang, you ain't gettin' in
Pussy nigga tryna make amends
Lil bro took an L in the end
I turn an L to a Win
This bitch an 8 her friend a 10

2AM P CHAOSV6 ILYNOE

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Ig. Chaosv6 
Lyrics: 
Lots of bands, stuff it in my pants, It won't even fold 
Livin' life with my brothers oh no I won't break the code 
& they love watchin' my life, it ain't much I gotta do 
I shouldn't have to say it twice
I don't want love I only need you one night
& she said I ain't lover, bitch I guess you might be right 
& she said she love it every time I get inside 
I'm the only one lil bitch you see it in my eyes 
& these jeans expensive yea these bitches sittin' tight 
& ya know just how it is, new piece light 
Been a couple years, I guess it's been a while 
She like "How ya been?" Like bitch I been fine

One Night (Freestyle) P. Imperial

CHAOSV6 + ZOE BANKS - OKOK PROD. ICEBEHUMBLE

Ig. Chaosv6 
Lyrics:
Yea they know the drill
I been on some other shit, big rocks on my ear
Fell in love with going ghost, pop out disappear
Too locked in I'm in that mode, I can't take 'em serious
Niggas fried, play with they nose, do the most to feel
She like why you act so cold, She want me to heal
Fuck 'round might just catch a flight & end up in the hills
I just want the neck shorty I ain't tryna kill

Shorty wanna pop a Lil X Shorty feel like Benny
All this gas straight to the head hoe I'm havin' plenty
All the shit I ever did, I ain't never planned it
Only want you for the night, you can't understand it
I been thumbin' countin' a lot
They on the net they tryna troll
Countin' so much cash
Countin' so much cash won't sell my soul
These niggas hella cap
This why you can't never put 'em on
Bro tryn pour that Act
Fuck it double cup the Styrofoam

This lil hoe tryn throw me signs
But I don't know just what it means
Feenin' for attention
Keep watchin' me like "what you on"
Fuck 'round slide to Venice
Guapanese the language
She think I'ma chase her
This hoe entertainment

Yea they know the drill
I been on some other shit, big rocks on my ear
Fell in love with going ghost, pop out disappear
Too locked in I'm in that mode, I can't take 'em serious
Niggas fried, play with they nose, do the most to feel
She like why you act so cold, She want me to heal
Fuck 'round might just catch a flight & end up in the hills
I just want the neck shorty I ain't tryna kill

Might just catch a flight & end up in the hills
I just want the neck shorty I ain't tryna kill
Shorty wanna pop a Lil X Shorty feel like Benny
All this gas straight to the head hoe I'm havin' plenty
All the shit I ever did, I ain't never planned it
Only want you for the night, you can't understand it

Kill Prod. Cade.mp3

Produced by Whatswrongchase
Recorded & Mixed by Chaosv6 

Ig. Chaosv6 

Lyrics:
Its drank in my kidney, Its drank in my cup
I gotta put the cup down, but I'm still pourin' up
I'm fightin' my sleep shi I'm tryn stay up
High off the pain I can't feel nothing but
These drugs in my system it still ain't enough
I might pop out the cut like I'm glitchin' or sum
Givenchy my pockets this drip aint for nothing
Ain't showin' no love I'm just flexin' on em 
Its purp, in my cup, Its purp in my lungs
It's a penthouse view man this shit look elite
If she try play I ain't going for shit
Walk in the spot, no I don't gotta speak
Hello, Hi it was so nice to meet you
I'm not with the extras, I could teach you
Fast life, no no no I cannot keep her
Hell nah, once I'm done you get released

Rollin' up, I stuff this bitch with a eighth
I'm rollin' I'm rollin I can't feel my face 
High than a bitch I be sippin' on mudd
Why the fuck would I listen? I don't care what they say
Prada my feet this shit came from Milan
It prolly run you a cool lil band 
I just want top, don't start with the games 
She goin' ion care bout her man

She wanna come to the crib, she wanna know where I lay
She keep throwin' me signs, tryn' see what that mean
Chaos the Vet, I just flew from the east 
Land in her city than dip in a week

Its drank in my kidney, Its drank in my cup
I gotta put the cup down, but I'm still pourin' up
I'm fightin' my sleep shi I'm tryn stay up
High off the pain I can't feel nothing but
These drugs in my system it still ain't enough
I might pop out the cut like I'm glitchin' or sum
Givenchy my pockets this drip aint for nothing
Ain't showin' no love I'm just flexin' on em 
Its purp, in my cup, Its purp in my lungs
It's a penthouse view man this shit look elite
If she try play I ain't going for shit
Walk in the spot, no I don't gotta speak
Hello, Hi it was so nice to meet you
I'm not with the extras, I could teach you
Fast life, no no no I cannot keep her
Hell nah, once I'm done you get released


  


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