only my shootas (prod. jvcxb)

razors pain you (prod. oxybarbie + mxrt4lity)

all i see is red [euuggghhhhh] (prod. oxybarbie + cookie)

lmk bih prod kashcot

generation prod kashcot

psychedelic prod acid + barloss

throw some bands prod acid coreystax

sometimes... prod cabernett

in the cold/japanese garments (prod. hady x plentyguap x cain3money)

balmain bitch (prod nickwya)

soul tied (prod twin terrors)

myturn performed by @tekxri

lyrics

yea yea, it’s my turn now
for my bruddas gotta turn up
wheels spinnin on that cat i’m boutta burnout
bitch i’m real sippin but i’m trippin i might gurn hoe
one hand whippin hit da swerve like my twin bueno
count da guap it’s not like pluma but i get the peso
i got money for u girl if u do what i say so
drop dat shit n pop in a rental bitch get real low
better make it ok fore i fuck it up like rallo
shoutout to my brudda he soja out da bando
free band gang no we not broke still get dis bread tomorrow

tryna make some ends meet bitch i get too technical
pop pussy if they talk bout me behind my back can’t break the code
might fuck dis bitch up in the sheets i’ll dog it like an animal
my mental peak but i program myself so im in fuckin mode
lets run it back i went thru hell that’s why im in the fuckin cold
i’m like a kid but i still know bout shit that’s why i’m fuckin bold
20 xanax down said fuck dis shit bitch i’m tryn leave dis world
woke up n im seeing red it’s not my time i’m boutta go up
sameway for the fuckin team i’m boutta push em up
walk a mile in these balenci jeans i’ll fuck em up
exotic gas i’m blowin bitch i’m boutta blow it out
gang call me osama cuz they say ima blow up
i make music for the people that gon fuck shit up
saint laurent the boots hedi slimane the jeans i strut
her lust is like a drug i keep on takin shit like ughhh
ion do no fuckin features for u cuz u not my guy

can’t talk bout me but on the sly
he talk bout me bitch ima slide
stick on me i let it slide
whippin dis hoe boutta glide
hop out pushin out da ride
pushin up just like the tide
pushin up i drop the stick im boutta let my fist go fight
i stay in my fuckin mode i’m only seein the green light
fuck up blowin out that smoke i’m makin my head feel so light
couldn’t tell u how i’m gettin by i guess i got some drive
12 behind me like lil RT but i’m doin hunnid miles
did dis shit myself
only got myself in dis shit ion got no one else
fake love n it’s standin out can’t say shit but oh well
do dis all for love n loyalty but dis shit hell
get the cheque n stack my wealth
fuck them percs i saved my health
for my soul i’m saved from hell
go thru shit i can’t een tell
think bout shit but i can’t dwell
ian safe when im too frail
it’s like im blind gotta read braille
i’m walkin thru some puddles makin my own path i make my trail

yea yea, it’s my turn now
for my bruddas gotta turn up
wheels spinnin on that cat i’m boutta burnout
bitch i’m real sippin but i’m trippin i might gurn hoe
one hand whippin hit da swerve like my twin bueno
count da guap it’s not like pluma but i get the peso
i got money for u girl if u do what i say so
drop dat shit n pop in a rental bitch get real low
better make it ok fore i fuck it up like rallo
shoutout to my brudda he soja out da bando
free band gang no we not broke still get dis bread tomorrow

tekari

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