@funeral @prodelxnce @hellsing1

go go go had to let her go
ex bitch in the wrong had to let her know
send hearts thru the telephone
double parking the whip no yellowstone
i drive with a stick
automatic the whip
i post a song and they flip
they all go bananas
im sipping that dirty diana
that d-d that dirty diana fosho
up in the scope, some place that he dont wanna be
apply the pressure we aint letting him breathe
no air we leave him deceased, heart no beat
im clapping that bitch from the back
and it sound like some sandals be clapping my feet
i put my leg up, look in the mirror
she open her mouth and I whiten her teeth
im fed up I ate (eight) like elite
fuck, dont know which steak im finna eat
yea if i let up, the spot gon get taken from me
spent 1,2,3,4,5 on jeans
im mean, you messing with me then you mess with the bros
you getting the team
pull out the choppa that boy he got white in the face
like scream we making him bleed
2 shots to the head, just in case the first dont kill
fuck his brains are spilled, fuck my neck on chill
my bitch pussy filled, bossman i aint checking no bill
took a loss man, whats the cost man, so im popping a pill
ah fuck i forgot how to feel

Yellowstone (ft. Funeral) [+ Elxnce & Prblm]

@heartstopmiami @torenberios @m6tthias

rhymes:
i keep them big racks on me
i keep that 'fa fa' on me
i couldn't go back to what i was and u still ride on E
pockets full of cheddar cheese
we pop out we 7 deep
to me she one night
but for her life
she gon remember me
my choppa, sing like fifth harmony
bazookas and claymores inside the armory
i dont think he understand nobody harming me
them pussies scared as hell they sweating under arm to me
plays like john madden got money straight off the backend
i up the beam, they run and scream, he got some bad friends
him and his bros they got coffins they matching like
up on the scene the paramedic 'yea he dead, over'
from this shit yea he not getting up
up the stick dont think its big enough
its like he died, how that switchblade gonna RIP him up
open wide, dick is gonna fill you up
they run and hide
she told me cum inside
double cup with some pink stuff in it
this cup it never end
my bros they never bend
he learned his lesson once or twice  he gon learn again
smoked his ass carcinogen
pussy sweet like cinnamon

ON ME ft. Heartstopmiami  [+ Toren, Matthias]

lil something with @deathcharms and @prodelxnce
rhymes:
Stickshift
Hit the gas I’m distant
In his grave I piss in
Interstate the speed limit don’t listen
body crossed
Christian
This Glock newest edition 
Send him to g-o-d my d-o-g-s won’t miss him 

My d-o-g-s make sure he doa 
Last time he breathe today
My shooter up the stick at 12pm
Last time he see the day
All my dogs they get a plate
I told them eat away
Pocket knife rip up his throat
I watch him bleed away
Double cup it’s bleeding through 
Lately it’s been me and you
Lately it’s been you and me
But lately I can’t see it through
Pack him up like Green Bay
Hit licks on eBay 
And I got 2 glocks
Shoot us a 3 way
3,3,3 (like we half evil)
In the trees, trees, trees (got a scope right on your people)
And the p,c,p
Make it feel all make be-lieve
He ain’t doing shit like I got shooters in the catwalk
I feed the pussy when she hungry I make the cat talk
I let that bag talk (I let that bag talk)
Benjamin speak for himself I let that bag talk
chorus
ch2rms :)
me again:
Fuck up his ekg, fuck up any enemies
Fuck up his upper and lower fucking extremities
Her ass got density, look good in denim jeans
They last forever, and she taught me what forever means
Smoking on that evergreen, couple shots right to the head that’s a forever dream
I’m doing shit you’ve never seen
We light his shit up, just like kerosene
Leave a thot bitter

d-o-g-s ft. ch2rms  [+ elxnce ]

@bodygaard @prodelxnce @ninetyniiine
rhymes:
you got me doing things i never would have done before
i got everything i want because i want it more
drugs leaving my pores
a call from you i cant ignore
and my heart is sore
you broke the things you fucking swore
let me at him, just like the apple turn his ass to atoms
let me at him, aint with the subbing we just fucking @ him
did it cause im bored, hot box the honda accord
left my body floored, im buying things you cant afford
down the bottle of patron, it seep through my bones
and she wearing my cologne this gucci cologne
baby we grown, my love for you written in stone
passed out right on the couch im sniffin acetone
double park the whip
i call his bluff so bitch we double up the chips
took a dub, everyone before me, they a fucking bitch
they all know whats up, how i flood the wrist
keep on talking we turning his ass to sharkbait
she look good in nothing, increasing my heartrate
this glock it got some stamina (glock it got some stamina)
beat him bloody somebody go call the janitor
chorus
bodygaard

at him! ft. bodyGaard [elxnce & ninetyniiine]

@teejayx6stolemyjob @prodelxnce @cgmbeats

rhymes:
I gave him daps now he feeling entitled
we don't do waiting we air on arrival
hand on the bible, he went fed just to get out the trial
pick up the phone like which hoe do i dial
who that white boy they calling me kyle
i hit a lick and walk off with a smile
i hit a lick and walk off with a pile
i treat my bitch just like zelda,
she can go come and just link me whenever
take a shot for the better, couple of shots to his head
and we send him right down to the nether
and she catch a block, it's sad that i had to go dead her
broken her heart just like comme the sweater
right from the start saw devil the eye, idc im one hell of a guy
aint nobody as good as i, wood grain on the whip i drive
need her thighs on supersize, i need a kind thats hard to find
oh me oh my, oh me oh my, im off the thc im fried
this off the top, down bad hit her with a ddt
big baller bbb, see why they wanna bb me
why she fuck with the kid, edp, it don't matter just know that you did it
i dont got time to be livid, time to be sitting like duck
honestly dont give af, its up, its up
gun to his head it connect, i fuck up her lips like a cleft
like why is you pressed? you started this mess
we raiding his home like a pest
bulletproof i got an armored vest, who knew that id be the hardest yet
playing hard to get, need to give my heart a rest
i need to give it a rest, one shot to his chest
and i made the call right from my desk
i wont say sorry to mom but we empty the nest, 
dont think you can lay him to rest
suck on her tits and i empty the breast (*slurps drink*)
ahhh im refreshed
baby that dress it need to be addressed
there aint no next cause ik im the best

hell ft. zee! [+ elxnce & cgm]

@funeral @prodelxnce @cgmbeats

funeral and I back to back

thank yall for 20k! its up from here!!

INTIMATE ft. Funeral [+ Elxnce & CGM]

Attempt ft. Tropes [+ elxnce]

@prodelxnce

https://open.spotify.com/album/2HzNcMGLOazUD9lyKcqxiN?si=lbXIXJkpSUGGmlDkxxO9xw

rhymez:

we left no evidence on the scene
its evident u and me, were never supposed to be
im doing alright
bitch u were never that close to me
i fucking painted a picture of who i wanted u to be
but it wasn't u
im done wit u
u want me to stay
give me a reason to
cause u have nothing for the better
i wisht that i never met her
but she gon stay with me bc i make the pussy wetter

bitch im upset, she send me the text like are u up yet
ive been drinking too much need my gut checked
and he was talking shit he got his gut stretched
i done copped too many watches i ran out of time
tell me how i fucked a bitch got her man on the line
he was talking stupid fucked around and lost his life
glock hold 223's i shoot this shit like double mike
he got a special spot in hell, let him die
yea my ex bitch was a bitch, that aint that hard to find
(even idk what i was saying here)
think i lost my mind
its got me tripping over bitches that were never mine

we left no evidence on the scene
its evident u and me, were never supposed to be
im doing alright
bitch u were never that close to me
i fucking painted a picture of who i wanted u to be
but it wasn't u
im done wit u
u want me to stay
give me a reason to
cause u have nothing for the better
i wisht that i never met her
but she gon stay with me bc i make the pussy wetter

I aint think we'd make it this faar, honestly
i cant believe it i still think your fucking conning me
king of my city bitch, i think they donning me
she pick it up and drop that shit like the economy
my ex hoes still found of me, you dead if you lie to me
i cant tell if your ass is a fed, hm probably
im chilling on top of the world, you bitch topping me
the devil thats one hell of a girl, she hate the thought of me

we left no evidence on the scene
its evident u and me, were never supposed to be
im doing alright
bitch u were never that close to me
i fucking painted a picture of who i wanted u to be
but it wasn't u
im done wit u
u want me to stay
give me a reason to
cause u have nothing for the better
i wisht that i never met her
but she gon stay with me bc i make the pussy wetter

Gut Check [+ elxnce]

@prodelxnce 

I usually pride myself on making good songs very quickly.  I took my time on this one, and I hope it shows.

I will also be co-performing alongside my good friend @funeral on July 20th at Underground Arts in Philadelphia.  Please come show your support and get intimate with us.

rhymes:
things keep falling thru
between me and you
didnt want to hurt your heart but now im tempted to
think I dove too deep
One more dose just to go to sleep
I get OCD, tryna piece the shit together between you and me
Starting to hate the person that I'm coming to be
Look up in the mirror that dude ain't even me
Losing all the people I was planning to keep
Losing all my faith but fuck it taking a leap
Think I dove too deep
One more dose just to go to sleep
I get OCD, tryna piece this shit together between you and me
Cause I tried
Couldn't even open your eyes
I can see right thru your lies
Unstable piece of mind 
x2
So how you doing now
I can't fuck around I feel like I've been losing out
When I met you I got on track but now I'm losing count
of all the hearts that I've broken cause I need you around
what I do to deserve this, I can't fall in love cause its hurting
too much x3
Taking a second to breathe, picture you and me together holding hands on the beach
Gave you everything you wanted, on the court were the seats
now you figure 4 up in somebody elses sheets
it dont make sense, make it make sense
I made a bed of roses for you to lay in
Picture perfect posing, you got no emotion
I'm just fucking coastin, until the day end.

Unstable [+ Elxnce & Cymric]

@reefuh

rhymes:

empty the clip on his ass I’m talking bout that whole mag
Dump whatever is up in that Prada I’m talking bout that whole bag
And I’m dissing an op and his momma I’m talking bout that old hag
And this choppa it spit like a llama this choppa don’t jam it don’t lag
That boy he broke as a (haha) joke
Spent $300 on a coat
She like the water  we fuck on a boat
She said I’m white as can be like some dope
They ask what I tote, it’s up in the tote
I’m hitting an op and then I emote 
Op he gone I’m stoked 
Wet up his block now he soaked
My Glock name is potter it’s under the cloak
No Eminem it never choked
Convenience I’m quick to the check
Convenience he quick to get scoped
Convenience how we never lack
Convenience I’m up with his hoe
Convenience I’m upping the pole
Right on my hip let it go
Right on my hip let it blow
His ship going under he holding his nose
That boy is scared he hugging his bros
My bro is fed over a hoe
It ain’t winter but her nose getting snowed 
Cut the grass man the snakes getting mowed

convenience ft. reef [+ 777goly, flexer, brandonnarvaza]

@heygwuapo @prodelxnce

rhymes:
baby like what is you doing
you turning my heart into ruins
im giving the time that i can
i swear that im money pursuing

i give up

how im feeling ft. heygwuapo [+ elxnce, vvspipes, acex8]

@prodelxnce @maddubzmusic

rhymes:
bro gave me a pill and ima take it
i, keep a drak stick
room, bitch we shake it
racks, ima make it
tax, for a fake bitch
lax, how im shittin on em
i see 12 and i dont brake bitch
you see me winning and you hate it
wonder if you stuck around
maybe you'd be gucci down
i just took a trip around his block welcome to loser town
i just bought my bitch a burky bag told her to lose the frown
shooter he do 10 to life before he wear a cap and gown
circle that boy fucking block we gave his ass the run around
money comes and money goes
but fuck i like how money sound
that boy flexing like he up
fuck around, gun him down
drive bys be so normal now the neighbors used to ducking down
so much ice up on my neck they fucked around and brought the puck around
jeffery dahmer, put his bones up in the ground
call my phone i hit the pound
if i dont get you then my dogs will i send the hounds
please make room in your heart for me
i know its hard for you to see that
i try, early morning, late night
i just booked a plane ride
hoping you would stay mine
crossing over state lines
with you i spend my break time
i was careful with your heart its crazy how you break mine
your friends a hoe, so you a hoe, grapevine
im with my canines lil bitch we have a great time
pass my bitch the baggy i told her to break it up
they stream me cross the world i make bread while im waking up
but i dont make enough, im so used to taking stuff
she scared of commitment she so used to breaking up
bro gave me a pill and ima take it
i, keep a drake stick
room, bitch we shake it
racks, ima make it
tax, for a fake bitch
lax, how im shittin on em
i see 12 and i dont brake bitch
you see me winning and you hate it
wonder if you stuck around
maybe you'd be gucci down
i just took a trip around his block welcome to loser town
i just bought my bitch a burky bag told her to lose the frown
how many bodies whats your timeline
oblivious to what i might find
foot in the sand i drew a fine line
you and i this aint the right time
dont even try to lie to me
i know you switching sides, its time to see
i know that its hard to confide in me
thats the man im trying hard not to be
i paint her face like im a vandal
she said im a handful
they say "trevor whats up in your pants" i got a pantful
suicide doors up on the whip i dont like handles
never been so sure of this like this is not a gamble
randle, cunningham these bullets fly
i dont fuck with 12 not fucking with the other guys
only talk if its about the money
not talking otherwise
my bitch ass is real
and it match her thighs
girl dont play with me
i promise you dont want to
you said he just a friend i can tell he want you
curb my feelings very well wanna beat his ass i want to
she think that im fake af like bitch why would i con you
deep inside i wanna fuck, wanna get deep inside
wanna leave her with some feelings that she'll never find
again (againnnn)
again (againnnn)
again (againnnn)
again (againnnn)
bro gave me a pill and ima take it
i, keep a drake stick
room, bitch we shake it
racks, ima make it
tax, for a fake bitch
lax, how im shittin on em
i see 12 and i dont brake bitch
you see me winning and you hate it
wonder if you stuck around
maybe you'd be gucci down
i just took a trip around his block welcome to loser town
i just bought my bitch a burky bag told her to lose the frown

i like how money sounds [ + elxnce , maddubz ]

@prodelxnce @funeral @ieper7

rhymes:
bad bih wanna fuck
but i dont do no pity
cat it talk to me im over here like hello kitty
i just left my shot up on her back this not no ricky
inside of the whip is peanut butter not no jiffy
this not no skippy
rock balmain not dickies
i dont got a type but best believe it hoe im picky
all them hoes like pick me
start to feel like drake cause after one fuck they get sticky
picking up the mic in grade 11
they said i was goofy i was mickey
in the back seat of my whip im with yo bitch we hit a quickie
got the crowd jumping no hippy
big gun holding 50
we aint eating out 
but i got this bitch screaming tip me up
she like rip me up
my cup like sip me up
i dont got manners 
dont got manners
no insignia
met at the club and now im sinning out with cynthia
my bih bad they think she stream
we box em up supreme
with my whole regime
we take out your whole team
its not halloween
we bloody face not talking scream
i just bagged a baddie hoe it boost my self esteem
up this shit i cause a racket not the tennis team
im easily convinced, please dont pressure me
counting all these fucking racks im like the treasury
g lock in the tote i only tote deadly accessories
bad bitch wanna fuck i pick her up we get straight to it
this a big ass whip lil hoe
this a big ass unit
hundred dollar caviar bitch i dont even chew it
you aint met this glock before well let me introduce it
this a big clip, fiber we tote big shit
hit him in his chest hoe, promise we wont miss him
yea she let me fuck a couple times im getting distant
he think cause he got a couple ties he think he big shit
put his silhouette up on the ground, said im the best, pound for pound
she told me she wanna fuck, said turn around and gave her rounds
heard he talking shit my glock it rumble not the tummy sound
like the coconuts up on her chest i like her mounds
you better come correct, dick up in yo bih look how she cum collect
she know she cant fw me, she gave me that humble neck
my shooter a marksman he shoot that shit like boba fett
i brought the wock to Germany fuck an Oktoberfest
i feel like DJ Khaled hoe, yk we the best
bitch im riding in a ghost its like my whip possessed
every day my worth get bigger hoe its never less
nike sends me shoes themselves this shits youll never get
glocky on my side, thats my go to
now im up they want a piece like i dont know u

funeral:
boy you cannot hoe me, at yo block, they don't know you
see me wit this switch up on my glock, i'ma fold you, on god
they don't know you, they don't know dude
bitch i been a soja wit this rocket, it explode you
my choppa a fucking whore, i make this bih blow you
bitch i'm busting down yo door, my choppa explore you

say sum lil bitch, in the whip, got a ray gun lil bitch
say sum fa we play sum, get a case up in this bitch
say sum fa i make sum shit happen in this bitch
say sum pull a rack out pull a strap out and get hit

fuck yo reuputation, taylor swift, think i did something bad
why i smack the fuck out of his ass, he ain't do nothing back
tell him come and get it back in blood, he ain't een touching that
i'ma still do what the fuck i want, what yo bitch blushing at

fuck america lil bitch, i been a psycho
my life is so sick, but i'm so sick of all my side hoes
anywhere i'm at, these bitches go wherever i go
i'ma take a walk, yeenreally wit it, like i'm tycho

they think she stream ft. funeral [+ elxnce, vvspipes]

trev x funeral ep produced by elxnce 😉

@xxfuneral @prodelxnce

rhymes:
trev - 
pick a side, its either with me or you fucking die
homicide, that shit just make sense inside my fucking mind
13 bullets right inside his body he got colonized
trigger pull it, mix his blood with air now that shit oxidized
i ordered my bitch with extra extra thighs
did him for no reason we dont mention why
boiling, i like when the tension rise
yea i do this shit with ease i just pretend to try
he was talking shit i up the pole make sure the cable work
hungry mf, thought i missed a meal the way i ate the perc
buns up on this gun i make this choppa twerk
blues up in my pocket feel like papa smurf
you want the fame and shit
you wanna do me wrong and have me be ok with it
like wtf bih?
pull up fucking kfc he caught a drumstick
mask up, head to toe in black i brought the nun fit
up is where i run it
what u wanna do i done it
he was talking bout the gang
223's they hit his stomach
she gon suck it 
told her bun it
at the summit for the fun of it
drugs inside my system what u want i got a ton of it
chorus:
bridge:
*clears throat* .....fuck u
cause never once was nobody above u
and we gon have a crisis like the drugs do
pottery pull out this shit and mugg u

funeral:
yuh finna pull up and waste me


trev:
i just bought a whip i put some tints up on that shit
i make 12 chase me down bitch i never quit
i too legit yea, i handle shit bitch
promise i dont fuck around with business
he was talking shit we left his lip split (up)
bitch im pushing weight no heavy lifting
i think its time for an assistant
i need a bitch to hug on me and give me kisses

trev mas x funeral - pretend to try [+ elxnce, vvspipes]

rhymes:

put him under my knife like a surgeon
yea we kill him we dont even hurt em
yea we fuck on the rug we not persian
in them places you aint even heard of
got her wrapped round my head like a turban
not the town how we ride in surburbans
yea the main she hate my ex
crisis averted
how you hating on me as a person
they dont want this beef no thurmanns
yea i keep that heat no thermos
double r my car got curtains
got my bih upset no Furman
if you straight we straight no perming
yeehaw roll raw im burning
yea
im burning up
im really shocked you aint heard of us
izzy and i feeling murdeous
bitch im a dog feel like cerberus
got a two door whip you still ride the bus
im sipping act i dont mind the tuss
i get off when she get off when she get off i like to bust
yea yea
bih im a dog
hop whip to whip leapfrog
throw it up and down seesaw
bitch im about my cream
got the gallery on me
got the gallery white tee
my salary like calories 2k a day thats me

chorus
i get laid like frito lay
told my mom its gon be ok
25 hoes in an escalade
doing shit for the escapade
i wake up which wrist do i flex today
i dont walk around bitch i levitate
i said fuck a doc i self medicate
she open her legs its the heaven gates
beat her back like an 808
ops they know where i stay
fuck i dont relocate
i never move, i stay in the ville
neck underwater im breathing thru gills
buffalo my pockets full of them bills
cuff a hoe something i couldnt fulfill
you wanted something i couldnt be ok
fuck the bullshit ole ok
im making blues while i snooze ok
i never, i never lose ok
designer shoes i abuse
like she wanna fuck me im getting the cues
S on my chest like i play for the cuse
i dont fuck em in ones, i fuck em in twos
yea
now im up its whats up with me
im sippin on mf bubbly
bad hoes start to say they in love with me
just come take a look at my bank account
the way that im stacking it gluttony
if he talking shit it end bloodily
like in her mouth
she want my kids joint custody

chorus

hit a blinker 
put my fist to his chin he a thinker
talk game but im never gon link her
bring in the bell not the tinker
*bell*
side hoe want a ring on her finger
one fuck and they linger
pussy pantheress its pinker
low shots not a stinger

crisis averted [+ elxnce, surgeon, lewisgoing]

2AM [+ elxnce, vvspipes]

https://open.spotify.com/album/6Ybi7i5JfeTNVINqIbjWBm?si=_6d58l8fQPuc0lBZ3QDhtw

rhymes:
i been trying every drug but aint no medicine for this
keep a glockie on my side this reticle i never miss
he gon die if he try, leave him swimming with the fish
homicide, homicide, leave him dead in a ditch
like wtf is up
with that price on his head i made a couple bucks
she want more of me she said that i dont love enough
you cause some trouble once and now they call you troublesome
like i dont get it bitch
scars up on my body walk around like im a veteran
she said that i light up her whole life im thomas edison
put him in the dirt, yea his body make good sediment
finger on the trigger when i pull it get adrenaline
i said NO to LA like the pelicans
bad bitch hurt me down to my skeleton
promise i wouldnt fall but i fell again
these bad bitches man they take me out my element
hope the distance between us
dont break us and beat us
or give me a reason
to end what im needing
my bonds start to weaken
im hopeless, defeated
my heart start to deepen
the last thing i can do is lose you
but i should be grateful i knew you
maybe one day youll come home and come thru
we can relive the last days without you

chrous

riptony
i try not to believe it
try not to need it
can i keep a secret
can not find a reason
im so defeated
do you still have meaning
is he tough enough 
got a price on his head bro better buckle up
nah he cant fuck with us
you done lost my trust
is this love or lust
if its love you can keep it
was so conceited
im so defeated
if its lust i dont need it
try to delete it
im so depleted

chorus

adrenaline ft. riptony [+ Pk, Shalli]

@xxfuneral @prodelxnce

rhymes:
i shop by appointment
that mean im buying everything up in the store
i see u did me wrong lil bitch like what u do that for
i talk to other bitches cause im bored
we sent his ass to hell told the devil give him a tour
she want my attention, she dont like being ignored
im making benjamins everytime that im pressing record
we put his face on the floor, i like the taste of the gore
fuck a gun, i brought a sword to the war
ive never done this before
got her ass begging for more
paint his walls benjamin moore
i fucking love the decor
dora how these bullets they explore his fucking body
bad bih got a body
that bad bih getting bodied
that boy get no pussy need a sock i call him dobby
diamonds they be skating on my neck they playing hockey
do this as a hobby
money coming in now i can buy shit for my mommy
that shit put a smile on my face no murakami

funeral:
yea we got AR's in this bitch we in the lobby
like sosa baby no i do not love no thotties
pull up, drop him, pull up, got him
if i pull up i shoot it better than the last time
i just doodoo better as a past time
something at half time
i just hit u up know its a bad time
like the last time
im so faded
i get sedated
roll up belated
keep waiting
im contemplating
my arms are laid
and they bleed out
they can talk to anyone but they talking to me now
can even explain my own blah blah im in they dreams now

trev:
couple shots in his whip he need some body work
im in love with her frame but she want body work
it was self defense we was shooting cause they shot it first
ah fuck, glock it make his body jerk

chorus again

trev:
i feel like dante im walking like a zombie
im in the mall, bih i bald, huh ghandi
bitch im going stupid like a blondie
my bro dont miss under pressure he shoot it calmly
varial, make that pack flip, thats on me
ariel, cause that boy body under the sea
burial, something that that boy wont have
if he gone then he gone im glad

trev mas x funeral - appointment [+ elxnce, kurai, vinso]

@xxfuneral @prodelxnce shoutout elxnce for the on and on sample

rhymes:
im not typical
far from original
the way you did me that shit criminal
say that shit right to my face dont like subliminals
you lie bout everything you say so far from literal
look around my neck some hanging minerals
if i love you, then i love you, unconditional
yea the shit that you start is fucking trivial
you tend to leave when that shit get difficult
if you at the party bitch im there
arounf you cant breathe swear theres no air
oh shit you got another man wasnt aware
oh shit you got another man wasnt aware
fuck u talking bout
caught this lil boy talking down
fell in love with that choppa sound
his body what we chalking out
like baby i wont yell at you like im just talking loud
but if he try to run away then we gon walk him down

chorus:

funeral:

trev:
DOA leave him dead
i turn a backseat to a bed, fuck
clifford his body red, yuh
my cup pink just like its ken
yea like fuck yo man, that boy wimpy just like greg
yea like simon says, I aint aiming for yo legs
exotic strand, we aint smoking on no reg
yea yo boy he on patrol he sold his soul that boy a fed
turn him to number 2, right up in his top he caught some lead
he caught bakers dozen, 13 fucking bullets not no bread

trev mas x funeral - i'm there [+ elxnce]

rhymes:

Gangs signs when I hop out of the whip bitch I’m the shit hoe
F a bih at her moms crib when I walk out how to tip toe
.5 tint on the window
Pull out dual glocks they akimbo
Spanish bih call me gringo cause I’m not good with the lingo
my bih thick af, I can tell she eat her oats
She got motion like the ocean I’m just coasting on the boat
Hit that boy hit an emote
Pushing p just like my coat 
Didn’t wanna have to do it I guess murder what she wrote
i got a big bag
i just took his hoe come get his bih back
i play with guns bih like i dont play with knick knacks
i get my get back, i aint calling dispatch
i f his hoe, its yo bih you should be pissed at
ooooo, oh that yo bih
my bro got a deadshot they shoot on aim assist
they think they living good but you aint living like this
check under the hood the engine V8 in this whip
my pockets big on creatine 
i hope you send ya team at me
if you do i get him gone i do it easily
two guns call em yip and yap cause these shits talk alot
bodies chalk a lot
we chalk the block the opps is on
call that bih my stick the way she been around
bend it two hands on the ground
*clap clap*
i like that sound
you would think im on a farm
all the bs im surround
im a hound
way im smelling out the fake that im around

chorus

i never knew
the things youd do
i opened up that was just for you
i came, i showed you i aint playin
but you just wanna fuck around like all you hoes the same
i like a bad bitch she in shape
yea my tuss is flavored grape
hit my plug he sold me shit
frosted flakes cause it was great
popped a perc im seeing shapes
this world i cant escape
she said my dick was super man
told that hoe bring me my cape
in a big body i shake and bake
took my bros right out of section 8
fine china my dinner plate
hit his neck they had to intubate 
this money new to me, assimilate
used to rent but now i own the place
i put this water on my body had to irrigate

lingo [+ elxnce]

@prodelxnce
@ieper7
@bodygaard

rhymes:
trev:
you left on a boss
i know that shit hurt
im rocking yves
its right on my shirt
we not playing cod
i pop me a perc (perk)
his body in sod,
his body in dirt
i caught me a homi-(cide) went straight to the church
im crossing the stateline to pick up the work
im hitting the baseline im dunking like dirk
she hit me on facetime and making it twerk
yea, my whip is a canine this shit be a unit
how you talking shit based on assuming
like i can not fuck on that bitch
her pussy it look like a reuben
put my body in water im scubbin
put my dick in ya daughta im cummin
yea i got bread i got gluten
gravity she make it drop just like Newton
and she make it drop
i paid in cash pull my car off the lot
im sparking that blunt cook that shit like the rock
call me lego the way im on top of his block
why yo bih on top of my cock
i got mods and he shooting it stock
like i got no tick on my clock
i sip medicine i dont need a doc
he claim that he him but he not
huh, he not it
smoking that fucking exotic
bad bih she acting erotic
she like prescription narcotics
the rocks on my neck look like onyx
hit a lick he lost coins just like sonic
she got my dick standing up like the comics
got her up in my bed screaming phonics
chorus


bodygaard:

she really been trying but i’m not the one to just give my love
i got the inside on what she be hiding like i can’t trust
a girl like her
don’t wanna just leave her hurt
but i don’t think we could work
if it ain’t love i know it’s lust

i gotta make a decision
you worth it or you tryna play
looking at what kind of life i be living
don’t think i need you to stay

i only buy what i need most
a couple k on a new coat
so why is you acting opposed?
i know you be saving my posts

my presence, a blessing 
for yours, at viewers discretion
dropped in
hopped in
i think we got this shit locked in don’t sweat it

i’m taking that shit from the pocket of medics
she asking me where you can get it
i know you be living on credit
so why is you fiending, for what?

yves ft. bodyGaard [+ elxnce and vvspipes]

lisan al gaib [+ elxnce]

come outside ft. funeral [+ elxnce & gunk]

@prodelxnce @ieper7

rhymes:
if i said it, go get it done
i hate a stuck up bitch stfu bitch tryna ruin my fun
wake up when the sun go down
im lit when the blunt go around


back of my car theres a pound
snowbunny she getting plowed
i heard ya name get around
we throwing bullets like stroud

trev mas

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