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SLEVPY808 - WTF?! w/ REDEMBRECE & VXJOKING

[slevpy]
It’s the day of the dead when I’m rolling down your block
Got a inferred beam on the 4.5 glock

Boy you a puppet, ever you ever do is talk
But I don’t give a fuck cuzz I’m steady getting guap

my homies in the back prolly kill you for the clout
And when I’m tryna speak you but shut your damn mouth
wanna see the devil then go and let a word out
I’m grim reaper boy you can fuckin find out 

I ain’t never need a bitch, why y’all hitting up my phone
When out making bread y’all better leave me alone
only married to the bag cuzz it never did me wrong
Im always off the gas, holey shit im always stoned

U talking on the gram bitch tell me what it do
I’ll be Hitting head shots like duck duck goose
I be in the whip bitch, i be in the coop
And fuck yea dead homies, you’ll dead wit em too

[swish]
fuck yo dead homies 
i been staying a glock
9 mm take skin off yo top
bad lil hoe
heard she was a thot
had her give me head cause the bitch not hot
when i slide through the block
got em chanting my name
all for the money
gon run up the fame
too much paper
driving (drive-in) me insane
so when i look at you im ready to spray
big ak
got camos up on it
like no call of duty
but she call, she want it
king of the dead
so who being honest
i fuck with yo bitch
n then break her like promise
we ran a train
i call the boy thomas
and we balling out
had me playing like giannis
too much bands
can't tell what im wanting
im king of the dead
bitch who is you taunting

[slevpy]
It’s the day of the dead when I’m rolling down your block
Got a inferred beam on the 4.5 glock

Boy you a puppet, ever you ever do is talk
But I don’t give a fuck cuzz I’m steady getting guap

my homies in the back prolly kill you for the clout
And when I’m tryna speak you but shut your damn mouth
wanna see the devil then go and let a word out
I’m grim reaper boy you can fuckin find out 

I ain’t never need a bitch, why y’all hitting up my phone
When out making bread y’all better leave me alone
only married to the bag cuzz it never did me wrong
Im always off the gas, holey shit im always stoned

U talking on the gram bitch tell me what it do
I’ll be Hitting head shots like duck duck goose
I be in the whip bitch, i be in the coop
And fuck yea dead homies, you’ll dead wit em too

DAY OF THE DEAD - Feat. 666swish (prod.$upreme) *ON ALL PLATFORMS*

NOINTRODUCTION!

NO INTRODUCTION! (feat. Bumboi x Day$okee)

Good to be back. Much love and enjoy <3 
Up on all platforms!

Blast off

[ZQNNEX]
If you lookin’ for a lover, shorty I am not the one
Bitch I’m puffin’ and I’m passin’, one hit will get you gone
I ain’t playin’ ‘bout my money, need the 'hunnids, not the ones
Bitch I’m ‘bout the muscle, we could really get it on, like
Lil’ baby, I can’t speak on what I did
I smoke loud pack, you smoke mids
Lil’ baby, I can’t speak on what I did
I smoke loud pack, you smoke mids

Trappin’ with the gang, come and slide, we got the addy
Bitch I got the money, I can’t trip over a baddie
We gon’ pop the glocky, we gon’ fuck up yo Caddy
Talkin’ hella crazy, but he goin’ out sadly
East side baby, we been causin’ hella chaos
Finna raise the dead, I don’t need a fuckin’ seance
Keep the fuckin’ toolie, ’cuz this shit can get dangerous
Spinnin’ with lil' brodie, big choppa be flamin’

[DEEKAY]
We going blow for blow, but we not pound for pound
Yeah, I'm a big dog, bitch, you don’t want these rounds
And when I smoke loud pack, I always bring the heat
I got a choppa by my side, so I ain’t being discrete
And on my money, stand tall, like I'm Lonzo Ball
I got a 'hunnid in the bank, so everybody gon call
Got a beam, run it up with a draco
Got the block hot, lil' bitch, so lay low

I be fuckin' bitches everyday, don’t date hoes
But if she fake, god damn, buy fake gold
She want a necklace
It can get reckless
She tryna play mind games like Tetris
I be gettin' money everyday and that’s a fact
Like my boy ZQNNEX, we be smokin' loud packs
And I be on my grind to the top, no cap
So I be makin' hits with the boys, 'cuz I can’t go back

[XAISFUNERAL]
I've been cheating on the love with the drugs when she go to sleep
Nigga I ain't paranoid, I just keep it close to me
Know the old me dead but I feel him watching over me
And I know he proud
Like, my kin the only people making 'hunnids all around
Shawty got an ass, I told her drop it all down
On my dick or the ground
I might jugg a nigga, get a clip for a pound
You don't wanna test, just look how they wound

He was acting square, but the choppa turn 'em round
Lay 'em all down
Shots all around
'Hunnids all around
Funny, now I'm coolin', all the exes come around
Funny, when you up, all these niggas comin' out
Saying they was here from day 1, but a nigga know they wasn’t
Nigga test me?
He gon' need some Robitussin
Bullets make 'em go mad 
Cough bad 
Real bad
Yeah, he goin' out sad

[ZQNNEX]
If you lookin’ for a lover, shorty I am not the one
Bitch I’m puffin’ and I’m passin’, one hit will get you gone
I ain’t playin’ ‘bout my money, need the 'hunnids, not the ones
Bitch I’m ‘bout the muscle, we could really get it on, like
Lil’ baby, I can’t speak on what I did
I smoke loud pack, you smoke mids
Lil’ baby, I can’t speak on what I did
I smoke loud pack, you smoke mids

hunnids (ft. deekay & stakztazi)

333 (feat. nhelson) [prod. cyfal]

STAINS!- Itzlxvr X SLEVPY808 X A$hy Baby [prod. SLEVPY808]

Nhelson x Slevpy - not in the mood (prod. cyfal)

trippin feat. eryxse (prod. cyfal)

fuck all that shit you talkin 
put me on stage i’ll show u who rockin
niggas stay mad cause i came up 
i took his bm cause i’m bored and she toxic 
i told this nigga she busy 
whatchu finna do 
not shit 
u pussy
i get bands from a phone 
cleat check my hoes 
and they prolly in 4s 
look

i treat them like im never finna dip 
and thats cold
wrist on swim 
i got diamonds lil hoe 
u the type to switch up on the gang 
he foe 
i can’t never trust a bitch 
on soul 
can’t fold 

mobbin 
hittin like a hunnid no problem 
if 12 try to flash 
i got a clip that’s gone solve it 
hit em wit the switch 
so their death automatic 
tragic 
finna give the pig closed casket 

back to the hoe
chillin wit a bop
i got hoes that love coke 
wit my dick their throat
her hands on a pole
i’m in control 
baby do something 
that fill up my soul 

bands in the crib 
same for the whip 
when a nigga bored 
i go splurge wit my kid 
i handle my shit 
they ain’t really bout this 
run me my bread 
before i dip on your bitch

NO INTRODUCTION! (feat. Bumboi x Day$okee)

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