4mats - Kuronami (feat. Kg Slimes)

THE WORLD IS YOURS

Lyrics:
fuck an L i need ms i ain’t taking no for an answer 
P’s on the floor 12 knocking shorty throw a tantrum 
Grease what i know summer loving mama say im handsome 
I ain’t doing Q and A’s and with no fucking random
fuck an interview what u tryna get into
i could see us in ikea plotting on a living room 
u say that i play too much but i know im being true
u said that i play too much but i still love u doe
i know i did u wrong but i still love u tho

she asking why i talk like this im from the westside 
baggy’s coming through the window ain’t no french fries 
we all starters i cannot be seen with bench guys
the whole team got influenza was a sick night 
they wasn’t hearing me until i rode a bass line 
she ain’t fuck with me back then now she want stay the night
i did her wrong she want revenge but that don’t make it right

these boys must be smoking crack they think can fuck with me 
always talking bout a - what that gotta do with me 
need a whip like need for speed need a bitch from mtv
brayden copped the ar long said i need the arp
walk in prada wipe me down where the bottles wipe me down 
there’s respect u can’t buy they like it when im around 
i got friends i can’t see i got drinks i can’t pronounce 
god willing ima see u in a little while 
ima do this shit for everyone that think they can’t 
ima flex so fucking hard i tear a ligament 
ion think twice ima drop a thousand on these pants 
they think they know me that’s the only thing i can’t stand

STILL LOVE YOU (prod. Kevin Katana)

digits (feat. KAY THE DEMXN)

lyrics:

Puttin’ up shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoopin' yeah
Choppa in my hand and I keep on shootin
Lil' boy be talkin'—get the fuck out my way
You gon’ see my lil' Draco, and that shit gonna spray
Puttin’ up shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoopin' yeah
Choppa in my hand and I keep on shootin
Lil' boy be talkin'—get the fuck out my way
You gon’ see my lil' Draco, and that shit gonna spray
Yo, what’s up? It’s Collex in this bitch
Yeah, I got a hundred rounds, and my choppa go click
Yeah, I’m makin' so much money, and I feel like the shit
Yeah, I’m feelin’ like I’m Carti, so I gotta Die Lit
I can't lie, I'm good—I just bought a 3.5
Swervin' in the coupe, yeah, my demon got drive
Just finished a blunt, but I need another eighth
Got a Wesson by my side, and I keep it just in case
Everybody talkin', but I don’t really care
Got a hundred bad bitches, and they all got a pair
Got some Louis on my belt, but I don’t wanna share
Got some bands in the safe, and I’m wearin' Cartier
I took a lil' break, and they all thought I was done
They takin’ me too serious—I do this shit for fun
Ten bands on the Gram, but not ten in his hand
Broke haters talkin' shit—yeah, I really can’t stand
I got a toolie on my waist—they won’t see it for long
Gonna pull up to the crib, take a hit of my bong
Yeah, they said I wouldn’t make it, but I know they all wrong
Yeah, she lovin’ my music, so she listen to my songs
Puttin’ up shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoopin' yeah
Choppa in my hand and I keep on shootin
Lil' boy be talkin'—get the fuck out my way
You gon’ see my lil' Draco, and that shit gonna spray
Puttin’ up shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoopin' yeah
Choppa in my hand and I keep on shootin
Lil' boy be talkin'—get the fuck out my way
You gon’ see my lil' Draco, and that shit gonna spray

geeked divorced dad music that makes you wanna beat your kid

axaero bought the instrumental before I could finish this :(

Playground! [Prod. Qrystral]

WONDERFUL WAYNE AND JACKIE BOY 5MIX - CISCAUX

AK47 feat. BØØBY  [Prod. bluenights] *OUT ON YOUTUBE*

IN LOVE (Prod. Qrystral)

DONT LEAVE feat. CØVEN & ILYSOUL  [Prod. GOSHA]

kaashh (prod. $UPREME)

fly you too the moon

fly you to the moon (prod. qrystral)

Red lips
Looking at me like I'm nothing
I've been there before
Have been feeling
So salty

Fuck
Goth chicks
Stop saying
I'm a number 9

Like
Fine shyt!
You're making me
Mine

Hold up
C-come be my mommy
I got the Polaroid of your big tits
I'll keep it on the low
Baby Dolly..
And I'll take you for a spin,
Show you the world with the rari
I got these hoes
On the poles
Thicc ass shaking
Snow bunnies
Ay

Red lips
Looking at me like I'm nothing
I've been there before
Have been feeling
So salty

Fuck
Goth chicks
Stop saying
I'm a number 9

Like
Fine shyt!
You're making me
Mine

Hold up
C-come be my mommy
I got the Polaroid of your big tits
I'll keep it on the low
Baby Dolly..
And I'll take you for a spin
Show you the world with the rari
I got these hoes
On the poles
Thicc ass shaking
Snow bunnies
Ay

I'll pull out,
Put your hands on the wall
This bish
Want my vape
JUST PASS IT ON

Her bites
Too many
Love marks get it off
Fresh blood on her black bra
I'm sucking it all like

Ay
These bitches are holy
I hit from the back
They love my macaroni
Let me know somethin'
She sayin'
"Oh lord, he's coming!"
I'm inside and out
So sweet as honey bae

Move back to Cali
The weather is all sunny
I got a MAC-10 and eleven
Lil bish
Why you runnin'

This shit
Gonna cause my demise
Glock 19 and the millimeter 9

It's in my head

It's in my head

Two bad bitches
They're in my bed
I love them wearing red
Cause there's a bullet
In my head like

"Do you ever wish you had 15 shots to end my life?"

Red lips
Looking at me like I'm nothing
I've been there before
Have been feeling
So salty

Fuck
Goth chicks
Stop saying
I'm a number 9

Like
Fine shyt!
You're making me
Mine

Hold up
C-come be my mommy
I got the Polaroid of your big tits
I'll keep it on the low
Baby Dolly..
And I'll take you for a spin,
Show you the world with the rari
I got these hoes
On the poles
Thicc ass shaking
Snow bunnies
Ay

Red lips
Looking at me like I'm nothing
I've been there before
Have been feeling
So salty

Fuck
Goth chicks
Stop saying
I'm a number 9

Like
Fine shyt!
You're making me
Mine

Hold up
C-come be my mommy
I got the Polaroid of your big tits
I'll keep it on the low
Baby Dolly..
And I'll take you for a spin
Show you the world with the rari
I got these hoes
On the poles
Thicc ass shaking
Snow bunnies
Ay

Fine Shyt! - ASMR (THE BACKROOMS)

lyrics:
Bad bitch bad bitch
You’re looking hella sweet, yeah 
I can take you to Paris, a penthouse
I reserved an extra suite!
Like I know you bish 
You don’t love me?
Even though I got you a Chrome Hearts tee, but
I want everyone to be watching us
We’re alive on Twitch.tv

Ay
Bad bitch bad bitch
You’re looking hella sweet, yeah 
I can take you to Paris, a penthouse
I reserved an extra suite!
Like I know you bish 
You don’t love me?
Even though I got you a Chrome Hearts tee, but
I want everyone to be watching us
We’re alive on Twitch.tv ay

Look at me, look at you
I see the stars; you can too
Have you heard of a Pisces
Making it thus far?
I’ll be the one
I can’t afford to lose my head in this space

All the memories that I cannot erase
Felt like my soul had fallen from grace
Ever since my whole world has been changed, yuh

Last July
I was on the phone when I cried cause
I found out my little sister was taken
I didn’t know whether she was dead or alive
If I could see her one more time
Maybe the lessons in life would all of been shared with her in time.

Like damn
The _____ is in the lies
Have you had any thoughts about suicide?
I told her that
I'VE PLAYED THESE GAMES BEFORE
And know that everything, one day, will be fine

Ay ay
Bad bitch bad bitch
You’re looking hella sweet, yeah 
I can take you to Paris, a penthouse
I reserved an extra suite!
Like I know you bish 
You don’t love me?
Even though I got you a Chrome Hearts tee, but
I want everyone to be watching us
We’re alive on Twitch.tv

Ay
Bad bitch bad bitch
You’re looking hella sweet, yeah 
I can take you to Paris, a penthouse
I reserved an extra suite!
Like I know you bish 
You don’t love me?
Even though I got you a Chrome Hearts tee, but
I want everyone to be watching us
We’re alive on Twitch.tv ay

I wish that was true 
But we’ve seen the cases 
Where they’re always feeling used
The feeling of love 
So sick and twisted has been forever
Changed by some older dude…

He was on house arrest
The feds locked him up after they found the kids
Who he’s been through
But one of them was my lil sis 
She was only 14
And she wasn’t even in high school

Later that week, I started to write
And I made a song titled
Mockingjay 
“My Brother!”
I was crying
The next day, I went on a bus 
To go see her, but it was not the same

She was drunk 

She was not high

But he still fucked her until she cried

DNA evidence and signs of bruising

And just why?

Bad bitch bad bitch
You’re looking hella sweet yeah 
I can take you to Paris, a penthouse
I reserved an extra suite!
Like I know you bish 
You don’t love me?
Even though I got you a Chrome Hearts tee but
I want everyone to be watching us
We’re alive on Twitch.tv

Paris! - ASMR

ALBUM TIME MOTHERFUCKERS LETS RUN IT. 

LYRICS:
i get bread from the fans 
i get love from the fans 
i get sex from the fans 
i get quid pro quo 
watch out for the flash 
i be doing my dance 
on top of the grave
of a bitch that spoke
no u aint got a chance 
i get neck on demand 
i’ll kill for my fam 
my gang folks
my gang, my folk.

im 5’9 maybe 5’10 with a mic in hand cause im stomping shit
u can steal my flow but dont make a mess because dear god u make it obvious 
i’m southbound on the 805 with the windows down screaming hieroglyphs 
dont keep politics out of hip hop keep hip hop out of politics 
i wish microphones were more expensive i so i aint have to hear bullshit
i hope trump shuts down shein so we can see which one of these hoes rich
ur crosses aint chrome hearts
i can tell by the patch and the font on the back 
my crew really go hard
each one got a plaque ill turn it up max matter fact 
im swinging a crow bar
right at ur head 
this one out of they mind no this ones off of they meds 
u must’ve did some real fucked up in the past cause when u had get out of bed 
i put my gloves on ready to scrap a collision course was set
u thought u was getting the same old funk but u got me instead

i get bread from the fans 
i get love from the fans 
i get sex from the fans 
i get quid pro quo 
watch out for the flash 
i be doing my dance 
on top of the grave
of a bitch that spoke
no u aint got a chance 
i get neck on demand 
i’ll kill for my fam 
my gang folks
my gang, my folk.


Quid Pro Quo (prod. JXYLN)

Pray In The Night (PROD. JSWITCH)

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