Verse 1:
You call her main but I call her my side
We ain’t on the same level so please just step aside
And I heard your nigga tryna fight
He won’t make it out alive with aliva on my side 
(Ye)
Who you tryna bee nigga get into your hive?
Knocking on your door yea we got him by suprise 
Run up on your homies too we ain’t scared to slide
Ak47 niggas running for their lives

Verse 2:
And you know it’s winter on my wrist 
And I head she love it so I bought one for your bitch 
I heard she was yours why she tryna give me lip?
Gotta buy some rattex I’m allergic to a snitch
Niggas want some liquor I just wanna hit a liq
You can’t name an object that is bigger than my dick 
It’s all fun and games until I pull up with a stick
I ain’t talking tree, talking shit that get you hit

Verse 3:
Pull the trigger
You sent me a picture of a bullet pull the trigger
Do it on my head let’s see who’s the pussy nigga
She said I’m getting cocky no my cock is getting bigger 
Lit
Admit it, I’m lit 
I can’t hang all alone cause I’m allergic to a bitch
Shoot him with a blick 
I tick niggas off my list 
If I hear another word from you then you’re losing your lip

Verse 4:
No, please leave me alone 
Please leave me alone I wanna be on my own 
If he talk again 16 bullets to his dome 
I can’t trust no niggas and especially no hoe
Me against me all these niggas is my clones 
Sitting on my seat, nigga heating up my throne
Why chronic so lit?, niggas really wanna know?
You can’t imitate this man this shit is in my bones

Verse 5:
21 days I’m gone
I ain’t suicidal, I just got the Omnicron 
Wack and overrated you a modern day LeBron 
I broke up with her but she still twerking to my songs
And I’m witch you’re girl I make her Neil like Armstrong 
He tryna be me damn that nigga is a fraud 
I get goodnight titties that’s typa shit I’m on 
You stalk all my bitches that’s the typa shit you on

Cortex 2 (rough draft/unmastered)

PUSH IT OUT! Ft. Ayron Smith (prod.Eight08NEXXU$ + Aquaries + Beatsbyflex)

7 AM

bokani's int

Champagne Showers 🍾{LYRICS}

We got A couple bottles (intro)

Champagne sippin at the bar (fax)
Champagne sippin at the uhh listen
Champagne looking the stars (fax)
Champagne sippin at the uhh listen 
X2

Pop a couple bottles and then we gon watch the sunset 
Get back to the room and now shawty me want me to undress 
We aint got a rubber but the hunny couldn't care less
She said sit back papii trust the process

If she want it I told hunny she can come and get it
I grab her neck , look in her eyes and ask her if she ready 
She took a couple of sips now she rubbing up against me 
The champagne finished my Niggas all of the bottles empty

Plenty of love plenty of passion
Popping champagne less talking more of the action
Give you everything that you need plus satisfaction 
Everything that you’ve ever dreamed of
you can have it 
Everything I give you imma make sure that it’s lavish 
Cause I know those other nigga were giving you average 

So i don’t if I’m someone you can handle
This a upgrade ion know if you can manage  
(Can you??) 

Champagne sippin at the bar (fax)
Champagne sippin at the uhh listen
Champagne looking the stars (fax)
Champagne sippin at the…
X2

THIS MF DONT MISS
(Nah he’s **ing good) 
THAT MF DONT MISS MAN
(He’s good)
IN THE HEAT OF BATTLE HE DONT MISS
(No)
IN THE HEAT OF CONTROVERSY HE DONT MISS!!
(No he’s **ing good)

~Thorax.xx

CHAMPAGNE SHOWERS [Prod.Blanq Beatz]

East Side (ft.Thoraxx.xx) (prod.Iano)

Psychedelics /w Vince

Deeper. - [LYRICS]


[Verse 1]
Shawty why you setting limits 
Why you acting like the victim 
Knowing that you did it 
Why you wasting all my time 
Wasted all my minutes 
You tryna push a conversation 
That is not efficient 
Distant 
You The one That started fading slowly
You The one That started fading slowly  
You were distant 
I hate the fact that 
Girl you lied to me 
You blamed the distance 
Shit 
Girl I'm tired of being hurt 

Girl I'm being of being hurt 
why you lead me on 
You knew you didn't love me 
Still you carried on 
You made a heavy promise
Still you carried on
I picked up all the pieces 
hard to carry on 


You left a scar Girl 
That shit is really deep 
Deeper than my thoughts
Deeper than the dreams 
you sold to me 
I really bought 
Deeper than your pockets 
Deeper than your lies 
Deeper than your fake love 
You call it Paradise 
I was blinded by my feelings 
couldn't verify 
Is your love real 
Do you really need it 
Like you said you do 
You couldn't really stay 
Like you said you would 
I told you I was different 
I thought you understood

But all along 
You got me trippin 
Thinking I was wrong 
I couldn't write a simple lyric
Couldn't write a song 
You told my friends 
I'm really weak 
Cause you don't think im strong 
You told my friends 
I'm not the one 
I'm not too dominant 
I don't know what I saw in you 
never tolerant
 of others 
 And my love 
Thanking God that you a lesson 
From above 
You made me realize 
I'm never good enough 
And I will never be
I'm tired of pushing 
Everytime 
a shawty never sees
My effort 
Or the love I'm always giving 
Will never receive 
The attention 

[Verse 2]
Now listen 
I'm not mad Girl 
I'm disappointed 
A part of me 
Is what you had 
And that's what you avoided 

Walls around my heart 
You left me open 
Girl exposed
I could've let you go
Could've let you know 
Instead I allowed you close 
Like an open book
Blank pages 
Never closed
Cool , calm , collected 
I gotta stay composed 
Instead of trippin out 
You deserve an Oscar 
Cause Girl you acted out 
All your feelings and your promises 
Girl you don't even know
 what the promise is
 I'd rather ghost you Girl 
 And keep myself anonymous 
 
Everybody knows my love story irritating 
Cause im the one that gets my heart broken 
In the end 
Happy ever after 
More like sadness in the end 
Don't wait for somebody 
That's not willing to wait for you 
Be with somebody 
That you know will be good for you 
But girl
 I really hope you know
 You lost me 
 A lotta things about toxic love 
 Girl you taught me
 You quick to say you love me 
 But you quick to drop me 
 That shit is so confusing 
 That shit is so confusing 
 

[Verse 4]
Who is who 
And who is drew
Who these niggas 
And 
Girl who is you? 
Finally saw your true colors 
 guess it's true
 That you The one 
 That plays with niggas 
 Cause you let them through 
  Damn 
  You The one 
  That plays with niggas 
  Cause you let then through 
  Let my heart broken 


CHAMPAGNE SHOWERS [Prod.Blanq Beatz]

THORAX.XX

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