SXLRAC LYRICS:
fuck nigga 
why you buggin out like i don’t fight think you a
tough nigga 

boy you pussy out kuz you a front hit you wit pump nigga 

leave his ass all slump kuz he a punk don’t got no gang nigga 

boy i’m here all day ain’t running out kuz im insane 


okay pussyboi he talking out his mouth he finna pay 

i can never focus on the negative okay 

posted on his block i beat his ass like fucken everyday 

these niggas really wildin out like i don’t focus on they name 

riding in a coupe 
loaded wit my douce 

i can’t really stand it when these niggas actin cool

PBK be the gang all my niggas really shoot

please don’t test me n my name kuz my nigga you gon lose 

i don’t give fuck about niggas they bitching tho 
like nigga shut up you’re a little bro 
always stay talking like nigga i’ll take your hoe
she love me she love me she give me throat

live, laugh, love pain 
with my blade i’m finna play 
cut this bitch up on neck and drink her blood 
i like the taste i’m like okay

okay pussyboi he talking out his mouth he finna pay 

i can never focus on the negative okay 

posted on his block i beat his ass like fucken everyday 

these niggas really wildin out like i don’t focus on they name 

riding in a coupe 
loaded wit my douce 

i can’t really stand it when these niggas actin cool

PBK be the gang all my niggas really shoot

please don’t test me n my name kuz my nigga you gon lose 

run wit a glock i’m in love wit my pistol 
like nigga what’s up youre a victim 
Guap wit a nine and it came wit a big drum 
you niggas are dead it’s your symptom 

yeah i pull up a nine at your temple 
let’s shoot up your mind see your mental 
bitch i gon hop in the car for the get go

KRAKKHEAD W/ DIE PERRY

its my birthday, heres a lil song
@scarsallover
https://genius.com/Soko5k-fever-lyrics

fever (ft. yxyl) (@bbysizzun)

LEFTY GUNPLAY (with DIRTYBUTT) (Prod. MICHAEL LINK)

WIGGER (prod. fwembill)

brand new errything
produced by: @kudzu

LYRICS:

[HOOK]
BRAND NEW PACK, BRAND NEW NUMBER
BRAND NEW STRAP FINNA HIT LIKE THUNDER
IM ON THEM DOWNERS ON THEM UPPERS
I GOT BROWNIES I GOT GUSHERS
I GOT STRAPS AND I GOT CUTTERS
BITCH I'D DIE FOR ALL MY BROTHERS

[5'4 VERSE]
BITCH I'D DIE FOR ALL MY BROTHERS
WISH YOU LUCK FOR ALL MY OTHERS
YOU GOT BOOKED IT'S SUCH A BUMMER
BRAND NEW TWINS THEY FUCK EACH OTHER
BLOOD IN THE WATER I SWIM WITH THE SHARKS
IM TRIPPIN BALLS I CAN SEE IN THE DARK
I KEEP TWO BITCHES ON ME NOAHS ARC
NO WONDER WHY THESE BITCHES WANNA RIP ME APART

I JUST GOT A BRAND NEW HEATER
NEW HOME THEATRE
BACK OF THE CLUB BEEN SNIFFING ON BIEBER
I TRADE HOES LIKE CARDS JUST KEEP HER
SMOKIN ON BIG OL' BATS LIKE JETER

[HOOK]
[CHOOCH VERSE]
BRAND NEW PACK
LOOK LIKE PARROTS
STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM LIKE A MOTHA FUCKIN CARROT
$50 EIGTH TO A KID NAMED GARRET
MAKING UPDATES TO THE CRIB AND BARRACKS

I PUT A HEADSHOT SKIN ON MY .365
WE AT RED ROCKS SMOKING ON KEY LIME PIE
THEY WAS DEAD STOCK NOW THEY ON MY FEET OUTSIDE
THEY ON DESKTOPS TALKING BOUT ME AND MY GUYS
THEY TOO FAKE, KNOW I KEEP A .9 LIKE OUBRE
AND I GOT A BITCH ON THE SIDE WITH A DUE DATE
BEEN HEATING UP LIKE I JUST HAD A FLU GAME
MONEY CHANGE COLORS IT LOOK LIKE A MOOD RING

[HOOK]
[SXUM VERSE]

ALMIGHTY SXUM NO THERE WON'T BE ANOTHER
BIG MBK HOLDING IT DOWN FOR MY BROTHERS
YOU FUCKIN WITH MINE THEN YOU REALLY IN TROUBLE
HEADSHOT, RED DOT LEAVE EM A PUDDLE
MY CUP LIKE THE PRICE ON YOUR HEAD IT GET DOUBLED
STOMP EM IN TIMBERLANDS BLOOD ON MY BUTTAS
HE PULLED OUT BUT HE FROZE HE GON DIE WHILE HE BUFFER

GLOCK GOT A KICK AIM FOR HIS CHEST IT'S A FACE SHOT
BRO OUT IN RED ROCKS I'M STUCK ON THE BLACKTOP
I BEAT THE STREET I'M JUST TRYNA MAKE SHIT POP
PUT DOWN THE GLOCKS HE STILL GETTING HIS JAW ROCKED

[HOOK]
[VERSE EVERYONE]

DON'T MAKE CHOOCHY GO UP IN THAT CROSS BODY
WHOLE LOTTA SHOTS IN THIS BITCH MAKE HIM BACK OFF ME
GANG PULL UP FORIEGN YOUR SHIT BE ALL JALOPY
ICE CREAM TEE CUZ THE ROAD HERE WAS TOO ROCKY

I SAID NO TO THE TOP AND DESIGNER IS TOO SLOPPY
I HEARD YOU TALKED TO THE COPS AND IT GOT CHOPPY
ONE OF ONE PIECE SO THAT MEANS YOU CANNOT COPY
MARSH MELLOW PAINT AND THE INSIDE IS HOT CHOCOLATE

MIX UP THE WHIP GOT MY CARPET ON SMORES
IM IN THE GUTTER IT RAINS AND IT POURS
I KEEP THE STRAP ON MY WAIST LIKE A SWORD
LIL 5'4 COME AND KICK IN YOUR DOOR

SPOTIFY

BRAND NEW FT. BIG CHOOCH & SXUM (PROD. KUDZU)

(HOOK)
ugh
been told these niggas that im spiteful
i aint finna stop until my wallet like a bible
fully loaded chop erase a nigga like a typo
finna pull up on his block and get to spinnin like a cyclone
ugh

swear these niggas make me sick tho
i be doin me you need to get up off my dick hoe
call the bro to line a nigga, he get rick roll'd
told him try me nigga, now he foldin like a flip phone

(VERSE 1: YUNG FLEX)
get low
bitch we in the rich, we throwin big 4s
niggas been hoes
you a lil nigga, im the big bro
ayeee
swear to god these niggas bitch tho
your shit rey mysterio, im totin big show

get to poppin like a kickflip
this shit could get dirty, totin 30, thats a big clip
choppa twist a nigga like a ripstick
all a nigga see is dead faces like a sixth sense

ugh
put that nigga in the dirt
if the bro gon do em bad, i promise imma do em worse
finna pull up on his block and pull that nigga out the hearse
finna send that boy to hell, gon make him wish he went to church

ugh
fully automatic, fuck a burst
finna pick off all his brodies, he gon think a nigga cursed
how the fuck he finna do me in if imma do him first?
and i promise when im done that boy gon need more than a nurse

(HOOK)

(VERSE 2: AYOOLII)
120 on the dash, i had to switch foreigns
to the money every day, that's where im goin
i knew i was that nigga since the day i was fuckin born
beatin on that bitch head like pierre borne

i be airborne, bitch im fly as fuck
nigga talkin bout he got them g's with a hunned up
catch you flashin out a stash, better put it up
walk up in the mall with a dub and a tommy tucked

old nigga talkin bout some pape that he been had
im a young flexer with my nigga, big mad
i aint worried bout no pape that i been had
niggas always talkin bout some shit that they been had

has been
talkin crazy, imma call my brother cash kid
up a arp
they gon be like, "nigga i aint never fuck with ayoolii"
crackin shit like a jump, shootin movies like a comedy

(HOOK)

SIXTH SENSE (REMIX) (FEAT. AYOOLII) [PROD. YUNG FLEX]

PRODUCED: @sairaxvii
MIXED & MASTERED: @sairaxvii
COVER ART: @sairaxvii & secretgarden
LYRICS: coming soon

WIGGER (prod. fwembill)

THE TRAUMSTER

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