YOUNG NIGGA FROM DA TRAP HOUSE LIKE HOME ALONE 🩸

PRODUCED BY ARTEM GRIGORYAN

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Countin' bands, pullin' up, countin' bands ($LAIN)
Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T ($LAIN)
Seriously, wtf are u doing?
New number, new phone, new bxtch, who is dis?
Demons on my dxck, even with this crucifix 
Now I'm gettin' head from a bad gothic bxtch
Said to check-in to her room and she told me triple 6
Like whoa, whoa, slow it down
Got so many hoes it be hard to turn 'em down 
Like whoa, whoa, turn around
Bxtch go shake that ass let me see how that shxt sound
Heard u lost your bxtch don't panic
Heard u got no drip don't panic 
Now I can give u the sauce I can just hand it
Every time we takin' your shit we take it for granted
Every time we takin' your shit we leavin' u stranded ($LAIN)
Just play it off
Leave the crib with like 2 mill shit lookin' like I did Adin Ross
Pullin' up and get left right in your building
On some hidden camera shxt, holes in your ceiling (BLAT)
Pullin' up in 600s niggas we slide (SKRT)
Pullin' up in 600s nigga we fried
Pullin' up in 600s we (BLAT, $LAIN)
Pullin' up in 600s nigga we slide  (YEAH, SLIDE)
They be talkin' that shxt but I got they whole fit on my Cartiers 
Spent $950 for a belt cuz the FN look good with that damier
Gotta keep that shxt close tucked in my ricky
Cuz niggas in my hood, shootin' for supreme like 50 (BLAT)
Like Fiddy (BLAT), yeah I'm in your city
Young nigga from the trap house like Home Alone
I been sinning so much, god hit my phone but
New number, new phone, new bxtch, who is dis?
Demons on my dxck, even with this crucifix (GOD)
Now I'm gettin' head from a bad gothic bxtch
Said to check-in to her room and she told me triple 6 (BLAT)
Like whoa, whoa, slow it down
Got so many hoes it be hard to turn 'em down 
Like whoa, whoa, turn around
Bxtch go shake that ass when u see me in your town
Heard u lost your bxtch don't panic
Heard u got no drip don't panic (GOD)
Now I can give u the sauce I can just hand it
Every time we takin' your shit we take it for granted


$LAIN

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HEAVEN$ GATE (x ARTEM GRIGORYAN)

I'M IN THE CITY OFF A MUHFUXKIN A XANN

PRODUCED BY @empty-annex

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Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan, yeah I know
Fxck niggas talk they just watch
I got all these bands on the block
600 benz off the lot
Young niggas 30 with the shot (BLAT)
Yeah, I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
(Swerve, swerve) yeah I know (swerve)
Fxck up these checks, yeah I know
Poppin' that X, yeah I know (swerve)
Gun in my sweats, yeah I know
I'm fxckin' possessed, yeah I know (HAA)
Fxck niggas talkin' bout nothin'
I don't give a fxck what they sayin'
Leave 'em right there where he stand
Woodstock, whole lotta bands
Bag up, whole lotta grams
Racks up, whole lotta scams
Gettin' head all a nigga feel
Percocets, Xanny, thats a meal
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan
I'm in the city off a muhfxckin' xan

$LAIN 

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$LAIN

XAN AND THE CITY FREE$TYLE

XAN AND THE CITY FREE$TYLE (x GEIST)

AT THE GAME. WITH THE GUN. I'M FEELING LIKE GILBERT AREN'

PRODUCED BY 10VUT

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Yeah
Twin glocks, double switches
Big racks, badder bxtches
Find me at the mall, find them in ditches
Yeah, Billie Jean yeah?
But they my sons, huh?
Balmain jeans yeah, with 2 guns huh?
Fxck u mean, bxtch? I'm the one
From the gutter, from the block, from the slums, yeah
I put X, I put molly on her tongue, yeah
Crushin' 30s, breathe it in till you numb, yeah
I just heard the money call here I come
Big hunids, drippin' the hardest u seen
Celine, gun in my jeans, Celine
Bout to fxck up these racks, Seren'
I just murdered that bxtch, Selin'
At the game, with the guns, I be feelin' like Gilbert Aren'
I'm taking your bxtch like that bxtch just a rental or something
I slain the bird
Gotta 2 door wrist, chain sitting in piss
Gotta take they money. can't take they word
Fxckin' her once cuz she left me on read
But she all on my dxck cuz she watchin' me splurge
Big guns, I don't give a fxck who heard (BLAT)
Fxck 12, never fold
Married? never, too much hoes
I been with them demons, yeah I think I sold my soul
Find me at the mall (YEAH)
I'm fxckin' that bxtch off a perc'
Spending $1200 a shirt
Yeah, 500 bxtches I hit
Can't name one that I miss
Yeah, sharing new bright ideas
Its all on the neck and wrist
Big guns, I don't give a fxck who heard (BLAT)
Twin glocks, double switches
Big racks, badder bxtches
MARKET CRA$H, still run up digits
Find me at the mall, u find them in ditches

$LAIN

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MARKET CRA$H

MARKET CRA$H (x 10VUT)

PULLED UP LATE LIKE 1017...AND DA SAME 4 MY JEAN$

PRODUCED BY HVRDVN!

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Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
Yeah
Showed up late like 1017
And the same for my jeans
Every day that go by I'm gettin' more cold
Now the money don't fold
Dumb lil' bxtch said I lost my soul
My only pray be the opps on the floor
Yeah, pullin' up stuntin' like nigga we rich
Bxtch stop texting tell me what u really miss
Same old routine, new day new bxtch
I'm in the enzo or gettin' flown
I keep that chrome right in the chrome
All of these stones
U try to touch get 2 in your dome (BLAT)
This money ain't none of your business
Get bodied real viscous 
Come thru' with some new body rude bxtches
In they mouth like a dentist, big diamonds in my pendant
And its hot outside but the boy so frigid
And the guns so big they belong in exhibits
Like the shxt that niggas find when they digging for a minute
But I'm sprayin' for a minute
At your house and all in it like
THERE AIN'T A FXCKIN' TOWN WE AIN'T RUNNIN'
FN right in your fxckin' face
Thought I heard your bum ass say something
Pullin' up with my brand new bxtch
She look so bad the hoes wanna try something
They be talking that money shxt but don't got shxt
I'm too busy gettin' brain
(BRAIN)
Showed up late like 1017
And the same for my jeans
Every day that go by I'm gettin' more cold
Now the money don't fold
Dumb lil' bxtch said I lost my soul
My only pray be the opps on the floor

X pill punching 
I feel like the exorcist 
Fn 57 knockin off a nigga ligaments 
For da root of all evil niggaz trappin out a residence 
Medellin pedaling 
All dis damn work nigga coulda bought some vetements 
Nigga fuck 12 and the meddling 
Niggaz jus bleed jus like us 
When shit get real niggaz turn into mannequins 
Ashes to ashes dust to dust 
Putting pressure on these pussys til the pipes go bust 
Me n dame on ten we aint gotta hype up 
Been sicked up move slimey like a symbiote 
sicked up nigga wit no mf antidote 
Get blicked up nigga aint shit funny fuck the anecdote 
Blood on the money nigga ima still count it 
All my friends are dead yea they green and they pale 
Tryn stunt on me get robbed for ya grail
Waving dat stick like im casting a spell
(Ya-yo yo)


$LAIN 

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BLOCKBU$TER$

BLOCKBU$TER$ + YEASKRR (x HVRDVN!)

ME N MY 

PRODUCED BY 10VUT

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Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
(Me and my girl) Yeah
Me and my bxtch, huh
Yeah, or me and my girl
Or me and some (girl, girl)
She let the boy in
Bout to go for a spin (shh)
U know who in that ride (me and my girl) yeah
Me and my bxtch, huh
Yeah, or me and my girl
Or me and some (girl, girl) yeah
Big deal, sincere, I'm fxckin' your (girl, girl)
Yeah, niggas like reassurance, huh? been fxcking your (girl)
Pullin' up new blick me and my (girl)
Pullin' up new whip me and my (girl)
On a bxtch screen like CGI
Pretty lil' shit like hmmm
Big bank, taking whats yours
Big tank, shxt on the birds
Bad bxtch, all on my dxck
Bum ass niggas, still on my nerves
Yeah, new watch, new chain, new (girl)
Fxck ass nigga get purged
Big ring, 2/3rds
Poppin' more molly and perc like (too high)
We get so high (girl) stay high
Me and my bxtch, huh
Yeah, or me and my girl
Or me and some (girl, girl) yeah
She let the boy in
Bout to go for a spin (shh)
U know who in that ride (me and my girl) yeah
Me and my bxtch, huh
Yeah, or me and my girl
Or me and some (girl, girl) yeah
Big deal, sincere, I'm fxckin' your (girl, girl)
Yeah, niggas like reassurance, huh? been fxcking your (girl)
Pullin' up new blick me and my (girl)
Pullin' up new whip me and my (girl, girl)

$LAIN 

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ME & MY GIRL$

ME N MY GIRL$ (x 10VUT)

THE LIFE I CHOSE...

PRODUCED BY FRENCHKIDDO

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Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
Fxckin' all these bxtches but they gettin' on my nerve
Lookin' at me cryin' like 'is this what i deserve?'
U knew what it was before I even said a word
All these niggas broke and all these bxtches hurt
She poppin' all these percs (whoa)
Yeah, she throw it in reverse (SKRT)
Strut and pose then touch your toes
Money and drugs, this the life I chose
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Yeah, off of the molly and perc'
I need another assist
Floating and leaving the earth
I tell her 'show me your worth'
She tried to show me her kid
Don't care who it is or who giving birth
Sxcking my dxck in the church, yeah
Demon time bxtch I'm the worst
Drippin' outside, fxckin' that bxtch in the ride
I sit and I vibe, Saturday Night Live
She swallow my kids
U swallow your pride
I swallow a perc'
We ready to slide (SKRT)
Fxckin' her face
REST IN BASS (BLAT)
Bxtches and racks
I put a lil' bxtch in her place
Strut and pose then touch your toes
Money and drugs, this the life I chose
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Boats and hoes, boats and hoes
Yeah

$LAIN 

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BOAT$NHOE$

BOAT$ N HOE$ (x FRENCHKIDDO)

DRIPPIN LIKE WATER THAT BXTCH HOLD HER BREATH

PRODUCED BY @slainsucks

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WTF $LAIN?
Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX (BANG)
FLEX (YEAH), FLEX, FLEX, (SLAIN) FLEX (RACKS)
FLEX, FLEX (RACKS), FLEX, FLEX
Who the fxck is this? texing me at 8:36 in the morning
While I gotta bxtch on my dxck blowin' 
And a fxckin' blower on the Rick Owen
I be servin' different bxtches dxck I'm touring
I be servin' different bxtches dxck I'm touring
Magic Johnson, 20 pills in the morning
Acting like my life really ain't important
Pull up like your life really ain't important
I'm living too fast, Jeff Gordan
Got your BM snortin' nigga u can't FLEX
Too much swag, I just heard your new shxt, that shxt trash
Threw it in a bag, I feel like Fab, feel like your dad (BLAT)
Big mess, squeeze till ain't shxt in the 380 left
Drippin' like water that bxtch hold her breath
Drippin' like water that bxtch hold her breath
Cut up my dope like I cut off my ex
Cuttin' your throat like they cuttin' my checks
Chasing a bag I'm fxcking obsessed (BLAT, FLEX, BANG)
Pullin' up like we did sets
The way I'm stuntin' I ain't fxckin' these hoes
But I take your lil' bxtch
Put 'em on a shirt, I'm a muhfxckin' stylist
Printed your face, turn you to a fit
Yeah, yeah, slain
BIG STEEL
Leave you with a hole in ya BRAIN, sit still
SIT STILL
FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX (BANG) BIG STEEL
FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX 
FLEX, FLEX, FLEX, FLEX

$LAIN

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FLEXXX TOUR

FLEXXX TOUR (x SLAIN)

CHROME HEART, MY HEART, BOTH HEARTS BTXCH U DON'T DESERVE

PRODUCED BY FEBRUXRY

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I got my money wide 
Everywhere that we go we gettin' money tho
Uh huh, wide
Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
I be counting bands when u see me I be drippin' hard
I put together hands then I pray so I don't feel that pain
I pop another xan then my demons start to taking charge
But Jesus is alive now I threw 'em on my fxcking chain
Yeah, she hide in the hills
Chrome hearts, my heart, both hearts
Bxtch u know u don't deserve (u don't)
I'm paying the bills (what?)
Cartier, Damier, Moncler
Yeah bxtch thats me when I swerve (me when I)
I got my money wide
Said I'm who you love, what it was, just because
But shxt all the same, simple and plain
Bxtch I be droppin' the top, gettin' 'em $LAIN
Fxckin' these bxtches and gettin' this guap (cash)
Ain't nothing changed 
I be counting bands when u see me I be drippin' hard
I put together hands then I pray so I don't feel this pain
I pop another xan then my demons start to taking charge
But Jesus is alive now I threw 'em on my fxcking chain
Its like Silent Hill (SKRRT)
In the whip OT, gun in the front seat 
Just me when i swerve (me when I)
Whats the meaning of birth?
I be doing shxt first
I done came back and gave u another chance
U still healing from hurt (shh)
I hop out the hearse
Countin' the dead, servin' 'em work
Gettin' some head inside of the church
Nigga we laughing last and laughing first 

$LAIN 

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JESUS I$ ALIVE

JESUS I$ ALIVE (x FEBRUXRY)

GOTTA TURN UR WHITE TEE RED 🩸

PRODUCED BY 10VUT

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Gotta FN sittin' on chill
And I'm pourin' out 16 rounds
Boutta put 1 in your head
Gotta turn your white tee red
Gotta count the dead
Pullin' up I fill 'em with lead (HEY)
Yeah, gotta FN sittin' on chill 
And I'm pourin' out 16 rounds (DEAD)
Yeah, they on my dxck when I touchdown
She hit me up on the late night when I'm uptown
Yeah, too much hoes, yeah I'm switchin' the flows
Bxtch I been gettin' so high, I fxck up air traffic control 
She hit me up on the late night when I'm on the road
$3800 for clothes, I just be blunted and runnin' thru stores
Niggas couldn't match my drip if they worked overtime till they old
When I pull up everybody know, like (OH, FLEX)
U bxtchin' u stuck in your feelings
I come through I'm dropping' the ceiling 
I pull up they get quiet, quiet (QUIET)
I know u always trippin' but u say its only love
I fxck that bxtch and I leave her on read 
Yeah, I gotta brand new bih uh huh
I gotta brand new blick uh huh 
Gotta take that risk so I be riding with that shxt uh huh
Tryna get rich uh huh, nxggas really ain't on shxt huhhh?
I just be poppin' these pills, fxck what they (SAYING) 
I gotta brand new bih uh huh
I gotta brand new blick uh huh 
Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
Gotta FN sittin' on chill
And I'm pourin' out 16 rounds
Boutta put 1 in your head
Gotta turn your white tee red
Gotta count the dead
Pullin' up I fill 'em with lead (HEY)
Yeah, gotta FN sittin' on chill 
And I'm pourin' out 16 rounds
Yeah, they on my dxck when I touchdown
She hit me up on the late night when I'm uptown


$LAIN

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RED WHITE TEE

RED WHITE TEE (x 10VUT)

POPPIN DA X. REPPIN DA X

PRODUCED BY FRENCHKIDDO

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Damian, u need a fxcking PRIE$T
Jump in that shxt like nigga we bout to flank
Pullin' up with them demons sendin' the flood
U know bad bxtches ain't home they be in the club
So all my bxtches outside, all my niggas gon' slide 
$LAIN, $LAIN, $LAIN (PULL OUT BLICK)
$LAIN (CRASH SHXT), $LAIN
Big body kit ($LAIN)
Yeah, she suckin' my dxck (whoa)
Drippin' insane (WHAT), snatchin' your chain
Poppin' the X (yeah), Reppin' the X (yeah)
Stick on the waist, yeah 5 in your face (WHAT)
I fxck on that bxtch she gon' fxck up her heels
I turn that hoe to a baby face
she wanna fxck with a heel
I got that shxt on refill
I got that shxt get u killed
i put that shxt to your grill, like fxck how u feel
Jump in that shxt like nigga we bout to flank
Pullin' up with them demons sendin' the flood
U know bad bxtches ain't home they be in the club
So all my bxtches outside, all my niggas gon' slide 
$LAIN, $LAIN, $LAIN (CRA$H SHXT)
$LAIN (WHOA), $LAIN (WHOA)
$LAIN (PULL OUT BLICK, WHOA)
$LAIN (CRA$H SHXT, WHOA) $LAIN

$LAIN

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$LAIN (x FRENCHKIDDO)

DAMIAN… U NEEDA FXCKIN PRIE$T 🆘 

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