Scream (prod. tenshi x truckybeats)

Plated (prod. CraigNeedsAHug)

200 Options (Prod. RoVynn)

VIGILANTE (prod. nephew x prodakay)

Blade (ft. 2K Gold) [Prod. by HEYARNOLD & ICEBOY]

Lyrics:

hold on
Ones and zeros, stackin’ crypto like casino
GPS off, I’m in Reno with Doritos
Neon flash, dash like I’m incognito
beam on the glock it glow like neon
Back door move, I don’t knock, I just creep slow
Glock in the couch, I don’t stash it by the peephole
He talk tough, now he layin’ where the weed grow
Put him in the dirt, same spot as his ego
yuh
He ain’t 'bout shit, he all cap like a keynote
Tag on his toe, got him zipped like a peacoat
Ran through his crib, left it empty like a repo
I don't need help, did the drill in a V-Lone
Face on the news, but I’m chillin’ with my feet on
Playin’ with his life like a dice game, Cee-Lo
Nothin’ in my name, I be livin’ like a shadow
wha?
Silencer on it, it don’t echo when it rattle
Beam on his chest, turn his heart to a channel
Pistol in my lap, I ain’t reachin’ for approval
Scope got a twitch, turn his head into a noodle
fuck is you talkin bout
denzo you really a bitch bro
who the fuck says that bro? come on now
"beam on the glock it glow like neon" hah

Incognito (Denzo Diss Track) (Beam on the Glock It Glow Like Neon) (Prod. PANCHOS)

Lyrics:

yeah yeah
fuck is you talkin bout
bitch

Glock in my coat, I don’t show it, I just keep still
He was talkin’ big, now he boxed up like a cheap meal
I don’t need friends, I need straps and a clean deal
Silencer on, now the sound got a chill feel

Slide with the steel like a hand in the coat
One eye open, I don’t play, I don’t joke
He post on the net, now he dead for a quote

I was in the trap, same fit for a week
I was in the ride with a drum on the seat
He was on live, got dropped mid-speak
Now his crew pour shots, now drink grief
type shi

i don’t do no wha?
I don’t do no talkin’
Blick got a voice, it barkin’
He said smoke, I sparked it

I don’t do no talkin’
Slide on feet, not parkin’
Red beam flash, that target 
i cant see
Still move solo, I don’t need no set
Draco tucked by the dice and the debt
He got flexed tryna talk on the net
Now his fam post “RIP” like a pet

Windows up, but the Glock got vision
Chrome so loud, make a soul go missin’
No mask on, I ain’t leavin’ no witness
I don’t do threats, I just handle my business
I was outside while the city was sleepin’
Runnin’ through blocks like the whip had a demon
He ain’t on shit, just tweetin’ and dreamin’
fuck

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