expired meatballs and hard cookies # the gang loves it #heroinebhyz #thedrivethrewhastracesofmethamphetamineintheair

first experiments

im gonna make them hear me
official cover will be released on album

Lyrics

verse
Bad little shorty and she lovin on my dick right
Tuck her in the bed and she gone for the night night
The shorty so bad and she only wear thrasher, run up on niggas with gnashers 
my diamonds are rings and they came from the space I stole them from saturn
These niggas get mad like the hatter 
My pockets get swole they get fatter
These niggas my enemies I think its funny that they think they're friends with me 
YUH UH
I shoot on your block like its ketamine 
You know my bitch white she a Bethany
Matter fact no she a Tiffany back to my crib and you know that she stiffin me 
Hurt is the gang and I never forget what my niggas have did for me 
AYE YUH

Scream
Just like i'm sonic all of my niggas are hooked up on phonics 
Call me the plague cause you know i'm bubonic 
Just like a warlock I summon demonic 
Terminate niggas just like i'm robotic 
Look at my diamonds and house it's exotic 
Got your bitch in my trap its hypnotic 
You know my energy you cannot stop it

Break down
wait little bitch I didn't mean that 
smokin this pack newport where my green at? 
all of these bands that i'm gettin you dream that
up when he down little nigga just be mad 
gucci my frames designer I see that
I feel like i'm piccolo who i'm aimin this beam at?

verse
These niggas they wanting my static just like a pikachu you might go catch it
You said that you want it then have it
I see some shit I go and I grab it
You wanting the feature can't have it stay in the dms while I ball like a maverick 
Bury that nigga like Patrick 
Look at the wrist it's a patek 

Scream
I'm takin his bitch like average
i'll reflect on the shit that i've done to live lavish 
my royalties hit my account you can have it
Louis my waist but my pants stayin saggin

I know i'm a legend i'm great 
You not what I am little bitch you are fake 
Volibear shit man the storm is gonna follow, i'm dealthy like hollows the pussy gonna follow
My bitch like a model!
these raps are like monologues
all of these shots that I sent from the trenches 
I stay in the game while you niggas on benches 
they callin me spidey I heightend my sense
shut the fuck up and just stay in my mentions

LEGEND (Prod. ARYEL)

SUBWAY LOVE TRACK [prod. 0lim]

all instruments by me Asa aka BaSSpLayerrr

God Of The Garbage (summoning)

prod 15thmarchlovver
mix by purple shotty aka sadchild aka s4dch!1d

i cant trust a bitch im off the pills {15thMarchLovver} ##60KGenocide

lyrics 
bitch so bad yeah she give me that neck
yeah she love to run it up go spending my check
yeah she know i'm the best 
no stress
gotta pull it up yeah she come at that dress
walk up in the party shit jumping like a zoo
yeah about to get lit when a nigga come through
i might bust a tec, i might shoot
yeah she blow on my dick hands play like a flute
yeah come to my crib bitch love where i'm at
yeah fuck on the floor bitch
fendi my matt
yeah gucci my hat
louis bags
run through the bag bitch burning stacks yuh
i'm the best on the court 
check stats
run in the store bitch i need me a mask
pop me a pill then have me a break down
shut the fuck up bitch im in your face now
run and i pass yuh
slow fast yuh
pay out the store bitch look at the tax yuh
and she kiss on my tats, slow pass yuh
diamonds they shining so bright like its nasa
yeah she kiss on my mask yuh
love it fast yuh
got her the g that she put on her bags yuh
grab on the ass yuh
smoke gas yuh
need me a baddie something to fuck fast on
run up on niggas i shoot with my 3 6
jump in the jet bitch spinning the G6
counting my cheese bitch
you don't need this
niggas wanna talk then i'll hit them with sneak diss

grip on that rifle that shit gonna bang
look at the money i got from my fame
and she don't know my name yuh
it's the same huh
yeah she fall through that cracks and she know i can't save her
drop it down bitch yeah i love when you low
hit from the back cause i'm fuckin you slow
shit cold like it's snow yuh
in the store huh
niggas see me and they call me the goat
when i shoot it gon float
like a boat yuh
crib is so big i built me a moat yuh
love me some bape might go to the store yuh
jumpin in the audi im hitting that go
spinning the wheels and it's fast like a ghost yuh
jump in the paint i might shoot from the post yuh
niggas on ig be talkin the most
cookin their ass like i'm burning some toast
look at my wrist man it stay on the froze
stay talking shit on my instagram post
are you jotting down notes huh?
i might poke her
bitch i'm on fire the flame that you stoked yuh
it get hot like a stove yuh
i might go huh
magic so black like it's anime, clover
bitch at my crib we fuck on the sofa
might pop a molly we take it till rolls yuh

MUSIC VIDEO

G6 BUT ITS PHONK HOUSE (Prod. FIDI)

sweater weather

this like the same song but like 2 things changed

nothin

moe_telo_eto_sosud_dlya_narotikov

Mixed n master by fxxlz prod fxxlz
FXXLZ - https://soundcloud.com/punchlinespuddin
KNIFESS - https://soundcloud.com/user-809260129
SWISHA B - https://soundcloud.com/swishabproductions

FXXLZ:
Chainsaw in my body I cant feel a thing
Pull up with the reverse cross
Making bodies falls
I like to pin girls on the wall
Were raising up the death toll
Swish N knifes gon pull up with the chopper
Im gonna chop her
We got bombers
The bombers

Knifess:
An you think I lagged I cant even be seen
Im inside a scary movie someone call me halloween
And I hide my glock
I dont even send a shot
Im from iraq where you not
By your local where I plot
Think im crazy this is not
Faggot thought he had forgot
Shoot him in the lot leave his dead body to the cops
I can not lag wit my truey jeans
blow that faggot up made him look n I made him freeze
FAGGOT talk to much talk so cheese Then u talk to me
Bring my rpg blow you up no cuz u cant walk wit me

Swisha B:
oh he thought he was safe smoking on that swisha pack 
till i snatched his lungs from his ribs for talking all that smack
it’s the antichrist in all black 
dead until they body bag
these pussies think they hard but they whole page be trash

i sliced my wrists on stage to let the blood drip slowly 
all these rappers fucking phony 
being the industries dirty one trick pony

dump the mag on these pussies
fully automatic caught him lacking 
where’s that glock you say you packing
now he laying in traffic 
family gathered 
to watch their only son get prepped for the dirt
wearing his face on a white shirt 
that’s what you get for using rhyme search
wanting some little girl to flirt 
it’s time to see if your disgusting religion actually worked

failed prayers never meeting god
the blade incisions fill your arm
you keep asking yourself how long can this keep going on
he hits another from his bong
the voices telling him to cause some harm
all cause he thought he’d make it big from one song

MENACEZ w/ KNIFESS, SWISHA B

give me a chance prod Chris illness

mixed and produced entirely by exhausted 
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SUBWAY LOVE TRACK [prod. 0lim]

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