Lyrics: 

Palm trees 
Clover leaves 
They like damn, you the luckiest one out the group 
They say you the best one out the two 
They say you the next one, boy it’s you 
They say you the best one, what I do
What I did? 

How I make mad? 
We ain’t got no kid 
How I make you sad? 
I’m not in yo biz 
I don’t even know shit bout that bitch 

Brudda say he know a couple niggas with that switch 
I feel like I know more than 12 niggas that done switched 
Round the corner, Halloween, boy they love to trick 
Round the corner, countin green, boy do not get hit 
Whenever they bring my name up I bet they get itch 
Scared for they life they chose the side with that witch 

Not surprised, man these niggas been sidekicks 
I ain’t been inside Ricks 
I ain’t been a side bitch 
I’m at the pad high as shit 
You getting mad, so what 
What’s in that bag? Donuts 
What’s in the past? No one 
What’s in bro bag? Gun

Palm trees 
Clover leaves 
They like damn, you the luckiest one out the group 
They say you the best one out the two 
They say you the next one, boy it’s you 
They say you the best one, what I do
What I did?

Sidekick! (prod. 3clouds)

Lyrics: 

Bring out the gotdamn demon
We finna have a lil muhfuckin meeting 
You can’t jump out, get defeated 
You couldn’t jump out if you needed 
Know when the suns out, they be feeding 
I win it one time now I’m cheating 
Hit that shit one time, got you feigning 
Smoke coming outta my head I’m heated 
I don’t even jump out the bed I be sleeping 
You can jump, but don’t forget this the deep end 
I don’t even know what to chose, it depend 
Ion even care bout my shoes, I’m deep in 

Ima just cop something new for the season 
Nigga act just like a cop, get a beaten 
Cold outside but my insides freezing 
None outside, but the inside reeking 
White’s only pies, don’t think about eating 
Nigga still tried but he can’t get even 
I got a big surprise outside from Neimans 
He said he gone ride, just leave em 
He look like he wanna die, I see em 

He do not know what he saw, he trynna tell everybody and no one believe em 
That shit done turned em evil 
It don’t matter how bad this shit get.. how the fuck can you turn on yo people?
Tables turn now we not equal 
Ima keep burning this shit it’s illegal 
Got yo balloon popped, ion got needles 

Soon as the bomb drop shit get lethal
Is it a bird? A plane? A eagle? 
All the words you saying be feeble 

Bring out the gotdamn demon
We finna have a lil muhfuckin meeting 
You can’t jump out, get defeated 
You couldn’t jump out if you needed 
Know when the suns out, they be feeding 
I win it one time now I’m cheating 
Hit that shit one time, got you feigning 
Smoke coming outta my head I’m heated 
I don’t even jump out the bed I be sleeping 
You can jump, but don’t forget this the deep end 
I don’t even know what to chose, it depend 
Ion even care bout my shoes, I’m deep in

Pop The Balloon (prod. 3clouds)

Lyrics: 

Late night cruising, I got expired tags 
I don’t know what the fuck ima do if my tires sag 
Shit, it’d be worse if my tires drag 
They want me retire, I’m dad 
You worried bout me I got this in the bag 
One hand on the whip, one hand on the phone, nigga might crash 
Nigga might pullup to yo door and dash 
Had to make a stop to get that bag 

They told me stop cause it’s looking bad 
You don’t know what I poured up in this glass 
I forgot too it put me on my ass 

Teacher used to get mad at me but I still passed 
I be in that bitch sleeping like I’m off the gas 
Why would you read a bedtime story in class? 
Niggas thought I was dumb but the best in math 
At the end of the line but the best in last 
Add this shit up while the rest can laugh 
Put that shit on my card but the rest in cash 

Long day at work, wanna rest and bath 
They don’t check on me but it’s a check on my path 
You ain’t put in none, how the fuck you want half? 
Flying through the air I got jets on my calves 
They can’t see that nigga less they got a graph 
Can’t see without that giraffe 

They say that I’m different how the fuck did I change up 
When they spoke bad on my name what you say when it came up? 
Nigga can’t make one decision he chained up 
Lil bro in the league now they claim us 
They don’t wanna hang they just wanna hang us 
Mama said we was bad she had to tame us 
Mouth full of shit, posed to come out yo anus 
Scared to see me in front so they flank us 
Mama say don’t drive at night it be dangerous 

Late night cruising, I got expired tags 
I don’t know what the fuck ima do if my tires sag 
Shit, it’d be worse if my tires drag 
They want me retire, I’m dad 
You worried bout me I got this in the bag 
One hand on the whip, one hand on the phone, nigga might crash 
Nigga might pullup to yo door and dash 
Had to make a stop to get that bag

Expired Tags (prod. 3clouds + Hoshi)

Lyrics:

Oh so you part of the marching band? 
I just had to mark my hands 
When I touch that shit, you gone know it was me 
Wake me up with pots and pans when I sleep 
I hit bro for the product he got it for cheap 
All that lingo they speak man they got it from me 
Nigga think that he up cause he got a Philippe 
Bodies drop and still do not know who it be 
Looking around they like “damn where the fuck is dequiv?”
They ain’t know that I don’t give a fuck ima leave 
They don’t even wanna bless a nigga when he sneeze 
Oh you still trynna test a nigga, you gone see 

We don’t care bout that vest niggas gotta bleed 
I can walk in the city, my bro got a key
You can’t eat over here if you ain’t bring a seat 

What you thought you was gone sit? 
Stand up by the table 
Standing up next to us must be a waiter 
You can stop bringing that hoe up I hate her 
Hands in my pockets I don’t need a favor 
Hands in yo pockets but ain’t no paper 
Not with that hoe why the fuck would I save her 

Everybody want they shit done, but nobody wanna do the labor 
Ima get my shit done ima just see you later 
3am sorry, I woke up the neighbors 
Feel like I’m sick but I’m just part of nature 
Hold on wait, what the fuck is you finna do with that taser? 
Don’t worry what I’m finna do with this laser 
Young nigga got superpowers like I’m Tazer 

Oh so you part of the marching band? 
I just had to mark my hands 
When I touch that shit, you gone know it was me 
Wake me up with pots and pans when I sleep 
I hit bro for the product he got it for cheap 
All that lingo they speak man they got it from me 
Nigga think that he up cause he got a Philippe 
Bodies drop and still do not know who it be 
Looking around they like “damn where the fuck is dequiv?”
They ain’t know that I don’t give a fuck ima leave 
They don’t even wanna bless a nigga when he sneeze 
Oh you still trynna test a nigga, you gone see

Where's DeQuiv? (prod. 3clouds)

"Beaks n' Bills" w/ DeQuiviante (@dequiviante). Run it up for more drops !

Placements

DeQuiviante - Beaks n' Bills (mygod)

Lyrics: 

I been in my zone, what the fuck you want? 
How about you hit my phone 

I been goin up, but tell me, what go down? 
No I do not give a fuck if you here or not around 
Bro said push up he got rounds 
I hit her but now I’m clown 
I can’t link I’m outta town 
Knew you wasn’t gone switch, but, you was bound to 

I fucked up too much, momma asked me “what you gone amount to?”
I couldn’t change, but, shit got different when I found you 
They tried to break my circle up said don’t want them around you 
Said I’m gone be like them, that’s why you went to the pound too 
Stop, you cannot blame them 
Look in the mirror I just blame him 
Got back up, how the fuck I’m trippin 
Nigga like me gone show up whether the lights on or them bitches dim 

I been in my zone, what the fuck you want? 
How about you hit my phone 

I been goin up, but tell me, what go down? 
No I do not give a fuck if you here or not around 
Bro said push up he got rounds 
I hit her but now I’m clown 
I can’t link I’m outta town 
Knew you wasn’t gone switch, but, you was bound to 

I been so damn high for the last couple days 
I can’t kick it with them guys bitch I’m not Johnny Cage 
I’m too geeked up, I might fly around this bitch like I’m on stage 
Bitch you fucked up, why you lying to me? Bitch I know it’s staged 
Stabbed in the back, that bitch got blades 
Said that you love me lil bitch, okay 

Said that you love me it change by the end of the day 
Ion give a fuck about it, it’s not in the way 
How the fuck ima care about you if you acting the same? 
You do this shit over and over, and guess what, it’s not gonna change 
And guess what, that shit is insane 
I guess that I’m doing it wrong, I might have to leave it alone 
I might have to delete out my phone 
I’m not finna lead a bitch on 
I don’t have to leave but I’m gone 

I been in my zone, what the fuck you want? 
How about you hit my phone 

I been goin up, but tell me, what go down? 
No I do not give a fuck if you here or not around 
Bro said push up he got rounds 
I hit her but now I’m clown 
I can’t link I’m outta town 
Knew you wasn’t gone switch, but, you was bound to

Bound To (prod. Cashcache!) [DJ Brief Exclusive]

2nd single off my first prod tape 🙂‍↕️ the wait is almost over 😁

Medallion - Slimggp [prod. DeQuiviante]

Out on all plats 

Lyrics: 

Yea 
Damn 
Woah 
Yea 
Thinkin bout shit 
Why would I give a fuck if I fit in? 

Yea 
You ain’t even call me back 
I don’t even give a fuck tho 
Watch yo mouth round me that boy he is cutthroat 
Damn, you a bitch 
I bet that you bend over touch toes 
Don’t got no bank you be scamming yo custos 
All in my business trynna see what you must know 

Ask about me bitch, respect I get upmost 
You thought lil bro was baking way he up toast 
Built strong, but you on my back like a truck tho
Chosen one bitch I hear everything but no 
Said I was gay but you still let me fuck tho 
Tried to escape but I can’t cause I’m stuck hoe 
Took a edi but I still can’t even trust those 
Got that new shit on my body like “what’s those?”

Locked in, why would I lose it to bust hoes? 
Niggas trynna play on my top.. fuck no
Why would you knock and then open a shut door? 
Got mini-me’s like I let all my nut go 
Love scars, but a nigga never been cut tho 
Heard that they talkin bout me it’s a must show 
They let me in and they told you you must go 
Chillin, I’m not really just trynna blend in 

Pullup, but not I cannot let yo friend in 
One slap, turn into monster like Ben10 
None of yo stories add up, what you been in? 
Poppin, but who gone be there when the trend end? 
Happy for bro man I love to see twin win 
Problem with me mean a problem with kin then

Art Of War (prod. Diego777 + B Blendz)

dequiviante ~ poems (prod.mtmage)[all gas + tlp radio exclusive]

dequiviante ~ one in the same (prod.fxnshawty)[all gas + tlp radio exclusive]

dequiviante ~ hide & seek (prod.milen)[all gas + tlp radio exclusive]

dequiviante - high & lows (prod.tesoro)[all gas radio + nevanotworkin exclusive]

dequiviante - see no sun (prod.teenslug)[all gas radio + nevanotworkin exclusive]

Prod tape droppin verrrryyyyy sooooon 🤐

Train Of Thought - Bravoo Hunnidz [prod. DeQuiviante]

Dequiviante - Seeing Stars (saiipurr + tesoro + smash29k) [ALL GAS RADIO EXCLUSIVE]

OT - BoofPaxkMooky [prod. DeQuiviante]

Lyrics: 

Yea 
Settle down 
Settle down 
Creep through the house I’m like “what is that sound?”
Mm
What was that BAM? 
Mm
What was that BAM?
Came out the house I’m like “what they got now?”
Neighbors talk shit like they don’t give a damn 
Circus come this way, stick hit a clown 

Shit hit the fan I’m not sticking around 
Fresh new fit I be dripping around 
You ain’t different boy everybody feet hit the ground 
Everybody wanna link, can’t put everyone down 
Only fucking with me cause I’m airborne now 
Looking round, I see fake smiles
Damn, I just took a step but it take miles 
Still looking and searching for a way out 

Dark clouds over me, that shit took the day out 
Bad dog, yelling at me just to stay out 
Nowadays, work don’t even equal the payout 
Gonna find me a way but I don’t got the layout 
Pissed off but I could never kick bae out 
Heavy heart, I’m not putting my j out 
Heavy heart, I don’t know what to say now 

Heavy heart, what you think I’m gone play now? No 
Did I think they was gone stay down? No 
Fucking with me better stay down low 
Toys in this bitch like a playground, woah
I got my boo don’t needa take down hoes 
High as a bitch, I just break down O’s
Hell hound, lil brudda take down souls 

Yea 
Settle down 
Settle down 
Creep through the house I’m like “what is that sound?”
Mm
What was that BAM? 
Mm
What was that BAM?
Came out the house I’m like “what they got now?”
Neighbors talk shit like they don’t give a damn 
Circus come this way, stick hit a clown 

Shit hit the fan I’m not sticking around 
Fresh new fit I be dripping around 
You ain’t different boy everybody feet hit the ground 
Everybody wanna link, can’t put everyone down 
Only fucking with me cause I’m airborne now 
Looking round, I see fake smiles
Damn, I just took a step but it take miles 
Still looking and searching for a way out

Fake Smiles (prod. Dayumnkid)

Lyrics:

You got yo issue but, you ain’t said none bout it 
I can’t even stare at nobody 
Eyes closed, I can’t even see nobody 
I don’t even wanna be nobody but me 
I don’t wanna see what the fuck you see 
We don’t fuck with each other, you hitting my phone, what the fuck you need? 
Thought I was itching to open that shit up? Bitch this ain’t Christmas Eve 
I call it drama, you call it tea 
DND, ain’t see you calling for weeks 
Ain’t calling back so we call it capeesh

Big words only, you talking to me 
Big ass mouth, you copping a plea 
Drugs in my system, my momma thought I was stopping at weed 
Big lumberjack yea I’m chopping these trees 
Calling for backup? You cop in these streets 
Minding my business I bop to these beats 
Can’t share my business you lie through yo teeth 
Can’t share my heart you not dying for me 
She only fuck cause you buying her things 
Saw too much now I got my eye in a sling 
When I get took off I’m dying a King 
It’s just us but, who is you dying to bring? 
Mmm, i don’t even care I got that shit on, nigga I be fly as a wing 
Won’t even pick up, I eye it when it ring 
Nigga try to stick up, eye on the blink 
You try the fam got the fye when we link 

You got yo issue but, you ain’t said none bout it 
I can’t even stare at nobody 
Eyes closed, I can’t even see nobody 
I don’t even wanna be nobody but me 
I don’t wanna see what the fuck you see 
We don’t fuck with each other, you hitting my phone, what the fuck you need? 
Thought I was itching to open that shit up? Bitch this ain’t Christmas Eve 
I call it drama, you call it tea 
DND, ain’t see you calling for weeks 
Ain’t calling back so we call it capeesh

Capeesh (prod. Diego777 + Prodrod.wav)

Lyrics:

Why they still trynna do me like… 
Fuck… 
I can’t even talk right now 
I’m pulling this light heady, can’t walk right now 
Yea? You don’t wanna be in my life? You can just walk right out 
Why would I care if I’m seeing that you really not? 
You don’t even notice what you really got 
I don’t even care bout that shit too much nigga I got a lot 
I’m the same nigga that got it hot 
My brudda the same nigga with the fye 
We not the same nigga you gotta lie 
And I don’t even know why 

You not the same I can feel yo vibe 
Don’t wanna hug ima just give you 5 
Hop in the whip cause a nigga outside 
Don’t gotta talk I can feel the divide 
Only new shit you saying when you on the live 
It don’t matter if you want me dead or alive 
That’s how you feel? 
Why you smile in my face when I arrive? 
The fear in the air got me on a high 
I don’t even feel it no more, shit I tried 
I don’t even have to try nigga be fly 
I don’t know the why but I still caught they eye 
I don’t know the cost but I feel like it’s high 
You don’t know the boss, nigga it be I 
I don’t need my phone nigga it be dry 
I don’t need my phone keep that shit on silent 
Mind boxed up, I’m stuck in asylum 
Wrong as the fuck but you stuck right beside em 
Still in this shit you can’t do none bout em 
Don’t like to fall nigga but it’s autumn 
Don’t like to look for shit but they caught em 
Looking at me like “damn, why I can’t call em?”

Why they still trynna do me like… 
Fuck… 
I can’t even talk right now 
I’m pulling this light heady, can’t walk right now 
Yea? You don’t wanna be in my life? You can just walk right out 
Why would I care if I’m seeing that you really not? 
You don’t even notice what you really got 
I don’t even care bout that shit too much nigga I got a lot 
I’m the same nigga that got it hot 
My brudda the same nigga with the fye 
We not the same nigga you gotta lie 
And I don’t even know why

Asylum (prod. Teufel + Frössy)

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