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!type 1

Ok this is the last single before the album drops I love you guys <3

art by @welkin1213 on IG

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)

I put that fa**** where the grass is,
Fuck money I be jackin off at Sax Fifth,
Lets run it bitch I dont think you wanna catch this,
Face filled with plastic when im done spazzin,
Fuck yo face up oh my god so tragic,
Break yo throat now you gaspin no breath closed casket,
Matches to ashes im so done ive had it,
Burn you alive then I tag it and bag it,
Read the Necronomicon before brunch,
I feel just like Genghis Khan I kill runts,
Fuck you pussy ima god so pray up,
You about to see yo grandma suckin cock,
I dont give a single fuck and then some,
You can catch me goin dumb and gettin buck,
Fuck yo momma makin love cant get enough,
Me and H to the X STAGE goin nuts,

(HXSTAGE)

Mom look I’m on skotskr beat,
Don’t give a shit about anything, 
haven’t reached my peak,
Hate this living shit low key, 
I’m not impressed by anything quit this shit go to sleep, 
I can’t take you fucks when you gonna give it up, 
Bitch you runners up you fuckin suck,
Like a fuckin whore, 
Lick my nuts, 
Woah, 
Imma knock a pussy to the floor, 
Bitch you better be ready to get it in, 
Bitch I been ready to go look at your throat, 
Look at the muhfucking blade in it,
Come around here and you float off in the moat, 
Fed to the muhfucking gators bitch,
There’s no room for sorry there’s no way that you can take it back,
Everything is building and it,
And it tears at my skin again, 
Ruining everything making me crave the end,
Take it away,
Make it go,
Take it a-fucking-way.

BODYBAG

BODYBAG - TRIPLE777 x HXSTAGE (PROD. SKOTSKR)

"Hey cxrpse how you doing?"
 I FEEL LIKE SHIT
I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I EXIST
YES I EXIST
 AND A NIGGA FEELING BAD
SEE MY NUMBERS GOING UP BUT I STILL FEEL SAD
AT THE FUNCTION I SEE RED AND A NIGGA GETTING STABBED
THIS DEPRESSION REALLY WHOOPING MY ASS

AINT NO RUNNING FROM IT
THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANTED WANTED
EVERYBODY THINK THEY WANT IT CUZ THEY SEE A COUPLE
HUNNIT HUNNITS
AND NOW YOU LOOKING PUNISHED CUZ YOU RAPPING ON A
BUDGET BUDGET
THEN YOU SIGN A DEAL
BUT YOU NOTHING BUT A FUCKING PUPPET

Guess thats life
All you niggas are the same
Bunch of fucking pussies nigga
Get it IN yo brain
Say you wanna play the game
Man that shits a fucking shame
Wish I never started rapping
Shit aint never gonna change  

I FEEL LIKE SHIT I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I EXISTYES I EXIST I FEEL LIKE SHIT I WANNA PUT A RUSTY NEEDLE ALL UP IN MY WRIST
I WANNA BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF A NEWBORN WITH MY FIST
I WANNA KILL MY FUCKING PARENTS BECAUSE I

Listen

I FEEL LIKE SHIT(PROD.TRIPLESIXDELETE)

IM SO GODLY ITS UNFUNNY

Mix by @_ant1jen and Art by @nuumastar!
Beats:
@diklordefenil
@prod.mud
@_ant1jen
ON ALL PLATFORMS | THANK YOU FOR LISTENING!!!

DRINKING BONG WATER (Prod. DIKLORDEFENIL x mud)

Circus w/ IssBrokie (prod. plucksunset)

(TRIPLE777)
be awesome on a daily basis, 
You been chillin at the bottom that’s where the base is,
Face it i ace it like a jackpot in Vegas,
I been at the top you can’t even see where my face is,
You Layman,
Aye man,
Uh yeah I feel amazing,
I’m cold do em like rain man, 
Boutta get this dollar like amen,
Bitch,
You can kiss my ass,
I be livin life way to fast, 
She Pop that pussy and I pop tags,
That’s a good deal bitch I ain’t even mad, 
Beat this beat like a deadbeat dad,
Pack this heat in a Snakeskin bag,
Low tier bars but still kinda rad,
This low tier bar boutta make me cash,
The best underground dont @ me,
I’m not just dirty I’m nasty,
I like red wine I’m classy,
I do this by myself I never needed you to back me,
I thank you very much I’m very confidently savvy, 
I’m goin out to lunch I put these rappers in a patty, 
They want my dick so badly,
And when I give it to em I say who’s yo daddy,
Ayyy,
Pause,
Jk bitch come suck on my balls,
I don’t own vans but I’m goin off the wall,
I been doin that dance with the devil it’s a waltz,
Damn,
hoe,
I been at a loss,
I can’t even fathom just how much I’ve been a boss,
Claiming you a baller but you shoppin at the Ross,
I cant stand the sight of you wannabes at all,
(NERVEXX)

Don’t trust nun,
Set my status to an asshole,
Really something, always kept it a buck,
You gotta simmer down,
Movin like you stuntin, but you average,
Can’t see straight, but I’ll walk in,
And I’m bringin it up,
You mothafuckas been sad, fuck a cosign, 
My bitch bad, see yours “mooin” lookin bovine,
Goddamn,
That’s tough bro,
But this pussy been made for the ko, 
Doublin the pressure been ready,
Since I was 7,
Caught the motivate in a panic,
The penance I paid was heaven,
I’m a mothafuckin demon,
See sin you finna pass out,
Broke boy too worked for the -
Last time, you gained a balance,
Flex these bills while hoes endow us,
Cold, from the ‘78,
Time to show em up,
What Vexx just told is the outcome.

SUMMER 2023

BESTEST

BESTEST - FT. NERVEXX (PROD. T7)

Ima live my life yeah with no limits,
don’t need eye sight to see my vision, 
I woke up today and it felt like Christmas,
Ima do this my way stay the fuck out my business,
T7 did it,
Admit it,
I’m wittit,
Bitch I done did it,
Admit it,
Im wittit,
Wittit,
Wittit,
Im wittit,
Bout this i'm bout that im bout you im hella,
Aye,
Livin life in the fast lane,
I don’t really ever act sane,
Hit from the back give her back pain, 
Move in slow motion like I’m max Payne, 
Hella lit like I’m butane,
I drop fire like I’m Hussein,
Hella fly ima airplane, 
Let’s celebrate pop the champagne, 
do this for myself and never the gang, 
Came outta my brain, 
And all from the pain,
I’m gettin the bank just doin my thang,
Im feelin so blessed, 
To feel this way,
I thank god everyday ima stay on my shit,
Ima never be lame,
I got to many people look up to my name,
I gotta be the beacon of light in the rain,
Aye,
Stream
of consciousness awesomeness with confidence,
you can’t stop this bottomless thoughtfulness this opulence, 
I’m free, 
and cognizant you can’t be this prominent, 
I’m so real I got the documents,
I’m so real that it’s ominous,
So be it im off the shits,
And I wont take no arguments,
Bitch I drop the biggest bars and this aint no continent,
Sub be hittin but you know I stay dominant,
Og to the underground Ima rap king in parliament,
I might rap fast but I fuck slow,
I’m all gas like a butthole, 
R Kelly MJ ass rappers Netflix and chill to paw patrol, 
That’s real life who would’ve known,
This rap shit I don’t condone, 
All my hero’s turned into corny ass fuckin bitch hoes,
I hope you end up dead and broke, 
That’s what I said I’ll say it more,
I’m ha ha ha ha everytime I walk up in the gucci store,
Bitch you a joke
You never seen me comin 
Everytime you said I wasn’t shit
I guess you was really bluffin
Ima live my life yeah with no limits,
don’t need eye sight to see my vision, 
I woke up today and it felt like Christmas,
Ima do this my way stay the fuck out my business,
T7 did it,
Admit it,
I’m wittit,
Bitch I done did it,
Admit it,
Im wittit,
Wittit,
Wittit,
Im wittit,
Bout this i'm bout that im bout you im hella,
Aye,

AUTOBAHN

AUTOBAHN (PROD. T7)

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!

(verse:)
give a fuck bout no deal i don’t need any help
last year 100 bands made by myself
n this year i’mma add like 4 times to my wealth
a bitch walkin in rockin that felt u aint felt
4XL shirt on my body 
my belt cost a hunnid times more than u got fo yoself
good self esteem, good ideas, n good health
i got gucci on me by the scent you could tell
big ass shirt lil shorts
lil ass skirt, no skorts
broke shawdy fuckin yo whore
yo house dirt, you poor
rap game i’mma high score
fuck around take a shit on yo goat for the sport
karma to crazy 
we tweaked off the xotic
i’m geekin i look like a dork
get back
pussy boi, come n get back
i don’t do the net
stupid bitch imma miss that
pockets big fat
2 switches so the sticks match
you gon hear that click clack
finna push yo wig back
hit tracks
all a bitch drop cuz ya chick cracked
smokin zig zags of dat shit make a bitch laugh
big big big big pack imma flip dat
sayin any shit back, might jus make a bitch snap
any beat i hit i make the shit fire
haters hear the shit i make, get inspired
judgin by yo lack of a fit, yo shits dire
make a rapper run outta feul like a bic lighter
9er 9er up in the sky like tye fighters
rapper peep the shit i spit n get tired
boi u is a bitch, a snitch, u wear wires
stick get him ripped from limb to limb-
(ugh, you get it)

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass!

ISSBROKIE - 4XL! (prod. david arcade)

(hook:)
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that shit

(verse:)
hoe i spit what i spit
ghost(write // ride) what? the whip?
u won’t ever catch me slipping on that shit
on my bitch
man i put that on my kid’s kids
won’t even exist
i’m too broke inside to act like i’m rich
but fuck it we bounce back
we smokin on loud pack
tell me where the pound a’ hash is at
roll the blunt til its fat
man, i don’t like smokin gas
i get panic attacks 
i’d rather chill than go forget where i’m at
 sippin yogi n eatin toast
my homies is coast to coast
i’m practicing my cardio
we runnin n eatin oats
cuz we tryna do these shows 
my manager got me tourin
i’m anxious all the time but baby fuck it i’ll still endure it to say that i did it
shit a beautiful feelin
but i turn to a villian 
as soon as crew say we spinnin
do em grusome they finished
dr. strain with the cumberbatch
lil brodie i benn-idicted to flippin
this spinach pack
cuz green all i get
if its not, then its blue
i aint 4th, 3rd, y’all know damn well i aint 2
issbrokie numero uno
i came up, they was like “who?”
now i’m the new rap standard cuz y’all can’t do it like boo
i know my peers be gettin pissed off, hearing my tunes
y’all rhymes dryer than dunes
you tryna keep up with me?
u better off sellin shrooms
i been kickin the cyphers since just a girl in her school
i got more water than pools ya fool

(hook:)
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that
they hear the kick drum
they hear the hihats 
they hear the flows prolly blow a cat’s mind back
they hear the snare hits
they hear the mic tap
the typa steez make civilians rewind that shit

ISSBROKIE - REWIND DAT! (prod. dylvinci)

this was a freestyle i don’t got the lyrics lol

ISSBROKIE - U NOT ON DAT! (prod. nxtty)

(hook:)
jump on the stage n i tweak
beat nasty, it came out the creek
shawdy fuck witta internet hoe
shawdy fuck wit me cuz i’m a geek
n i got me some internet bros
getchu cut for a muhfuckin fee
1 homie would slide if u died
mine do that for a muhfuckin feat

(verse:)
got a man and his body look greek
it cut from the ‘crete, he build like the street
i got too much drive i can’t think 
y’all don’t got drive like the whip stuck in P
fuck talkin bitch i’m tryna beat 
mula bitch n its barely in green
thats what you made in a week????
i do that shit in my muhfuckin sleep
bitch
i’m off the mushrooms
you don’t fuck wit my homies its fuck you
me buck in the whip, what we up to?
up to here wit these rappers we stuck to
tryna break out the underground alla y’all tash
2020 gone it aint comin back
fuck that punk shit it alla y’all raps
suck my fuckin dick, put 2 in ya ass
ever since a fuckin jit been trippin, slangin, trappin bitch
even when i didn’t have to, makin money was my passion bitch
i said fuck this town, n now its been a bit since i was lackin bitch
had to lock in, rappin took off, stopped complaining, made it happen bitch
since a jit been stackin, talkin shit might get u flattened bitch
mobbin, pistol packin, smack a rapper out his jacket bitch
you can’t offer jack to me cuz i already have it bitch
you hatin cuz i’m trans
until this mac think u a faggot bitch

(hook:)
jump on the stage n i tweak
beat nasty, it came out the creek
shawdy fuck witta internet hoe
shawdy fuck wit me cuz i’m a geek
n i got me some internet bros
getchu cut for a muhfuckin fee
1 homie would slide if u died
mine do that for a muhfuckin feat

ISSBROKIE - INTERNET HOE! (prod. buckx2)

ISSBROKIE - TWITTER AND REDDIT MAKE ME WANNA DIE! (prod. skotskr)

Art by @wormclown on insta

Motha fucka are you ready
We boutta fuck it up
Get yo ass up in the pit bitch I’m tryna see some blood
Let it spin spin spin
Till you can’t breathe out cho lungs
Poke a hole inside a demons skull and fuck it till I cum
Function 
we throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Where the fuck all the tree at
We all got our vices you can’t judge that
From the wild Wild West I need my cowboy hat
This town ain’t built for us both you can’t be fuckin whack
Starting riots in my room cause I’ve been Quarantined
I’m setting fire to this mic with my gasoline
Same shit always drop gotta intervene
Pumpin tracks out that no one has ever heard but me
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
I’m throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Bitch stop it 
Motha fucka tryna talk shit
You don’t understand you just toxic
Undermining all my causes 
But I got the drip like facet
Stop with all that  fuckin nonsense 
You gonna make me fuckin nauseous
If you gotta problem wit me Motha fucka say it I don’t like all of the gossip
Yuh it’s that spiked hair kid with the attitude
Lemme stomp my fuckin foot and show you what I do
Shit and spit on everything you ever thought was cool
And I’m just only fresh outta high school
So keep my name out cho mouth
Go suck dick somewhere else for all that clout

TRIPLE777

THIS SONG IS BLASPHEMY

TWEAKIN IN THE PARKING LOT

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TWEAKIN IN THE PARKING LOT (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

Vocalists:
@nervexx
@saylessleshi
@fucknovv

Prod. By:
@saylessleshi

Cover Art:
@saylessleshi

ENJOY!

DOLL (W/ NERVEXX, LESHI, & NOVV)

STOPTAKINGMYSHIT w/ Xo Dru (buckx2)

ap but the special type of ap thats slower than the normal special kids

BESTEST - FT. NERVEXX (PROD. T7)

TRIPLE777

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