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LYRICS

(YAUX)

WHEN I STEP INTO THE FUNCTION
KNOW THE BLOOD GON' MAKE A PUDDLE
BITCH HYSTERIA THE SET
AND BOY WE LOOKIN' LIKE SOME TROUBLE
AND I'M SCREAMIN' OUT MY LUNGS
LIL BITCH IM DOING NOTHING SUBTLE
WAY I SLIDE INTO THAT BEAT
I'M BOUT TO TEAR IT A NEW BUTTHOLE

BURNS ON MY CHEST AND I GAS OUT THE REST
AND IM SOMEHOW STILL THE BEST UH
YOU BEEN ON YOUR MUSTARD SHIT
BITCH YOU NEED TO KETCHUP (CATCH UP)

SMOKE UP A BITCH LIKE I ROLLED UP A SPLIFF
AND ITS ALL BOUT THAT KUSH, NOTHIN LESS UH
LIKE IT WHEN I'M FLICKIN' BIC
BOUT TO MAKE A MESS

OUTTA YOU!

ONE TWO THREE FOUR
GET A FUCKING MOP WHORE

BLOOD IS ON THE PAVEMENT GOT SOMETHING TO SAY,
THEN SAVE IT UH
LACING UP MY BOOTS AND I HOP IN THE PIT
AND BREAK IT UH
BUYING ALL THAT CLOUT, LIL BITCH
YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT UH

(GXNER)

Yeah I’ll leave his body on the interstate 
See you on the net you get to talkin then you get erased
Shawty use her neck she get to toppin I bust on her face
My shotty get to poppin it gonna leave him with a busted brain
I’m flyer then Kobe 
You is a whole fiend
Said he take percs man I hope that you OD
Bro you still owe me
We are not homies
Imma stomp you out you look better with broke teeth
I just met that girl I get to blowing out her back uh
I smoke too much dope I can not see like cataracts uh
I do kill for hire I think imma count a rack up
If he get to talkin leave his body on the black top

(NERVEXX)

I was fuckin naked
The basics are in a criminal
If I had a statement
I’m sayin that I’m orginal

The rave boy
He stand out
His posse wanna way out
The people that be lovin me
Gon dip, a mental layout

Bet!
Hold my shit
Cause i don’t really got the hands for it
I’m wiping snot up out my nose
And gettin bands for it
A potski hit my line
He got a method issue mane
I thought I told you hypocrites
Who sleepin that I bit you
But I can’t

ISSUE CAUSIN
PROPOSIN A MENTAL BREAKDOWN
GOTTA CARRY, NEW BARRIES
IM NEVA SAFE NOW

Betta shape the fuck up
Get layin in the ground
Stuck in epitomous
Hopin the lemon of livin
Be rollin the venom around

UH

CLEAN UP ON AISLE 5! W/ GXNER + NERVEXX (PROD. BUCKX2)

Finding my way through my this tempest of mine,
Sometimes I envy bout y’all’s piece of mind,
Storm to typhoon the clouds cover the sky,
I sift in the fallout to see what I find,
I swallow my pain like a great barracuda,
Won’t wallow my aches rather see that done to ya,
Nobody safe when It comes to my future,
I live for this shit just gotta take out you tumors,
Bodies on bodies stack high to the heavens
That’s something that happens if you fuck with 7,
They know ima weapon and feel my aggression,
My drive is too high even with this depression,
Fuck with the vision make sure that you deafened,
The noise that I make when I bring Armageddon,
You get the message,
Let it be reckoned,
T7 out here just setting these records.
So pause with that whack shit,
Like no,
I don’t wanna tap in,
Talkin shit on the internet they be asking,
TRIPLE777 why you always such a crackhead,
I be going going energy glowing,
This shit keep flowing,
And you know I stay golden,
Ill explain it 3 words like fuck you rodents,
You complaining bout me bro but my soul own it like,
Even underneath all the bullshit I stay cloud level,
You can come and see what I mean I speak a mean rebuttal,
If you truly know me you know that I don’t speak subtle,
Say it blunt say it once know you hear me I don’t mumble,
I had a couple of haters but we won’t talk about em,
Thanks for the help on this verse gave me shit to rap on,
Excuse me madam,
I think you need a tampon,
Cause you Motha fuckas pussy unless you got the strap on,
To the stars like I’m nasa,
cold like Alaska,
Pissin contest,
My dick is big as mount Shasta,
Ima blow like an atom,
Bomb in yo fandom,
Motha fuckas front,
While they stab you in the back bruh,
Ysl without the y and s you L,
boutta raise hell,
Yo favorite rapper is a fail,
I’m at the top no limits and my metal stay wittit,
This shit is how I’m livin I can’t fuck with all you bitches,
Fuck fentanyl swear to god you people never learn,
How many deaths does it take until it’s your turn,
I know a couple a homies that will never ever learn,
Scratch that ex homies cause they layin in the dirt,
And I’m not tryna virtue signal for a fuckin verse,
But this shit is so real and it’s leavin people hurt,
I pray you found god before you rode up in the hers,
Life is full of regrets I digress now hear these words,
Chest pain think I need aspirin,
My heart cold like a ski trip in Aspen,
Stressed out needa relax man,
But Still kill the beat like a goddamn assassin,
This my modern warfare I’m unlocking Damascus,
Comin out this motha fuckin bitch fuck yo status,
Fuckin up the game they be askin what happend,
This shit is mine fuckin imagine,
Finding my way through my this tempest of mine,
Sometimes I envy bout y’all’s piece of mind,
Storm to typhoon the clouds cover the sky,
I sift in the fallout to see what I find,
I swallow my pain like a great barracuda,
Won’t wallow my aches rather see that done to ya,
Nobody safe when It comes to my future,
I live for this shit just gotta take out you tumors,
Bodies on bodies stack high to the heavens
That’s something that happens if you fuck with 7,
They know ima weapon and feel my aggression,
My drive is too high even with this depression,
Fuck with the vision make sure that you deafened,
The noise that I make when I bring Armageddon,
You get the message,
Let it be reckoned,
T7 out here just setting these records.

ETIQUETTE 555

BARRACUDA

Music Video

BARRACUDA (PROD. T7)

Who are you again I forgot busy getting bread I dont ever stop,
Im seeing this common phenomenon like blah blah blah every time we talk,
Kick it up a notch why you not my name T7 but this shit aint luck,
Waddup bitch,
Say wassup,
Its another day,
Another dub,
Woah,
Guess whos back bitch,
Beefing online with them asterisks,
In real life know that you passive,
I see incels peach fuzz glasses,
They fucking with me get They ass kicked,
Dont smoke but im giving out ashes,
On god your shit is the saddest,
Feel the magic cause bitch im the catalyst,
Guess who back bitch,
Me,
Word,
You claim ima bully you must be a nerd then,
You in good care like the care post to urgent,
Boot in your hair you a bitch and im certain,
Wait,
Do you dirty,
Like a thot flipping tricks at age thirty, 
Sus,
They say I go hard but not worthy,
The fuck does that mean bitch I think you just worried,
I hear it through the grape vine or itty bitty birdys,
Im knowing that you sneak dissing now you want my mercy,
Fuck that im pulling up to put you on a gerni,
Then post it on my snap Im going white bitch quirky,
This etiquette five five five for your courtesy,
Nobody finna stop my drive this a murder scene,
Im T7 I dont give a fuck if you heard of me Im coming for the top and a lot of you erking me,
Guess whos back bitch,
Beefing online with them asterisks,
In real life know that you passive,
I see incels peach fuzz glasses,
They fucking with me get They ass kicked,
Dont smoke but im giving out ashes,
On god your shit is the saddest,
Feel the magic cause bitch im the catalyst,
Guess who back bitch.

CATALYST

CATALYST (PROD. T7)

SOTOKSIK:
I been on my own in this shit bitch,
Last minute,
Suicide attempt didn’t hit shit,
Flatlined,
Moment of my life,
Here to kill shit,
Tired of these niggas on my dick,
On some bitch,
Times up,
I waited every minute to fuck up these rhymes huh?
Fucked up,
I’m sitting back for living while getting my dick sucked,
No luck huh?
You riding every nigga you think is gone make it,
Stop fakin,
At the end of the day,
You ain’t goin no where so just face it, 
Pause for the flick,
Take a pic, 
Of my dick pause,
If you gone be on my dick,
suck on these balls,
Lock jaw,
giving you it all,
And this shit raw,
No flaws,
You pass me the rock,
Show how we ball,
- SOTOKSIK
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Fake love only shit I receive,
The pay cut only shit I retrieve,
No I do not wanna rap on your beats and fuck anybody pressing me for a feat,
Maybe im god baby drop to your knees,
Should fuck around and come suck on my-
Fuck around and come see where it leads,
Respect my name when you talking to me,
None of this shit is impressing to me,
To all of this underground shit im OG,
None of this real you beef with emojis,
Taking them shots with a gun thats unloaded wow,
Do the opposite OD,
Making these waves not an MP3,
Im telling you right now do not fuck with me im already a GOAT and im not at my peak,
For you bitchass cappin mother fuckers tryna fuck me over like I fucked they mother,
Sucker,
Ima put you under you can feel the thunder and the rain up on you,
Dont hit me up unless you got my number thats like five people if you really wonder,
Hate on me thats a bum bummer gotta body some rappers to meet my quota,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch.

FAKELOVE

FAKELOVE - FT. SOTOKSIK (PROD. T7)

When I made this beat,
I lost track of time,
story of my life I be living on my grind if I ever had a worry ima give it to the sky,
When I feel down,
Always come back alive,
Goin on a drive with the lights passing by I can see my past in the mirror on the side,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
From the north to the east to the west to the south,
Yeah we all up in the same boat looking for a route,
Tryna not drown,
Turn your life around,
The future never promised we all end up in the ground,
Ten toes down,
Put those ten toes down,
Even through my sound put those ten toes down,
You gotta lot of reasons to give up right now,
Stop that talking,
Wear your crown,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
Bring the verse to bruhmane god,
BRUHMANEGOD:
where my guiding light,
U ain’t grab no sword u ain’t have no right,
Role models told me I’m better off dying if I don’t fight,
Now I got what I wanted my whole damn life and it’s all just lies,
Strikin the piff and I light it up quick cuz life is a bitch and she not my type,
Get right in the pit with the spiders the best way to end my night,
Ion got shit but the shit I make and the last thing I’ll ever do is take my life,
Ima make it worth it shit ain’t perfect I take my time,
And life is pain all day so I don’t need to write my rhymes,
- BRUHMANEGOD
When I look up at the sky thousand stars in my eyes I done marvel at the night,
Lets go see what we can find hold my hand through the fire so im not alone when I die,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
HXSTAGE:
Been feeling like the other for your whole life, 
Don’t watch all the color leave the sky, 
Look how far you fell,
No way out I can tell,
Trapped in this mortal shell,
No way to leave yourself,
One mistake and your life’s off rails,
The color on your face pale,
Never thought that you’d lose yourself,
Look at cards fall,
Your soul caves in,
Look at yourself and take what you want,
-HXSTAGE
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to my moms
Give it to my pops,
Give it to my god,
and I give it to a lot,
Give it to a lot,
Give it to a lot,
Give it to a lot.


Fin thanks <3

FNP3

FNP3 - FT. BRUHMANEGOD & HXSTAGE (PROD. T7)

Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Ima say this one time to the limelight,
All this fake shit a crime you aint my guy,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Rapping is so dumb everyone think its so real,
Every rapper that I met aint that big a deal,
Welcome to the twentyfirst century,
Every other artist is so dead to me,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
You cant say the same bitch you up on my line,
Double sided blade death on both sides,
You faking inside and out do not waste my time,
You dont wanna buy a feature just a cameo,
You be thinking "im so fuckin hard when typing ratio",
You aint never seen no fucking bitch take off her pantyhose,
You an incel virgin till you die thats all you fucking know bitch,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Ima say this two times to the limelight,
All this fake shit a crime you aint my guy,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
Fuck a cosign bitch im on my own grind,
I been tryna change my life for the better,
My heart too cold need to give that bitch a sweater,
This aint a rap verse I think im writing a letter,
To my past self and all my future endeavors like,
When you ever blow up,
Remember how you once was,
Treated like you worth none,
And I aint saying be humble but greatfull for the both of us,
That we made this shit work,
With sweat tears and some blood,
Its hard to follow footsteps when you walk alone im going ghost,
I dont feel the need to see who hit my phone cause they dont know,
Nor dont care,
How I really feel the most,
Im not about to sacrifice myself just to be a joke.

COSIGNKITSUNE

COSIGNKITSUNE (PROD. T7)

Riding solo dolo I dont have no destination,
Kinda lowkey dont know when I get off at my station,
Lying on my back looking at the constellations,
Life can be so pure inside the right connotations,
I just wanna focus on whats real,
I just wanna change the way I feel hoe,
You dont need to understand my deal,
You should just respect I feel surreal hoe,
Find myself turning inside out,
Im reborn again from the ashes on the ground,
Find myself turning inside out,
Im reborn again from the ashes on the ground,
UNJI:
Sometimes I be thinking about the day that you left me,
But now Im balling to the max you wish it never ended,
Everybody taking what I say incorrectly,
I take it as a complement I take it as a blessing,
Lost a couple grand,
Lost a couple fans,
I got knocked over,
Got back up again,
I got rubber bands,
And a money plan,
Who gon be with me,
When I fall again,
Need me a genie to go and bless all my wishes,
Im staying quiet and humble I really deserve my wishes,
These rappers nerds they dont get any bitches,
Guess you aint heard me and T7 winning fuck all you bitches,
Yessir.
- UNJI
Find myself turning inside out,
Im reborn again from the ashes on the ground,
Find myself turning inside out,
Im reborn again from the ashes on the ground.

PHOENIX

PHOENIX - FT. UNJI (PROD. OMRI & T7)

Makin raps I been working,
Stay up late but wake up early,
All the new things I be learning,
Lately tryning not to worry,
These SoundCloud rappers in a hurry tryna get what I have god they so damn thirsty,
Never looked back bitch I had my own journey,
Stayed true to myself and my shit stood sturdy,
Sorry not sorry for the real shit,
I dont wanna deal bitch,
I just wanna tear shit up,
Sorry not sorry im the illest,
I dont wanna hear it,
I just wanna make these bucks,
Fit on fleek take a pic feel boojie,
Scoot this whip to the nearist jacuzzi,
I just gotta chill everybody tryna use me,
You say what I am when I am what im doing,
Is this what you wanted you got it I couldnt give a fuck about what makes profit I profit,
Of shit in where I find my solace,
Im rich in that regard just being honest,
Make a rapper fuckin vomit,
Feelin dapper I be on it,
Fuck rap and fuck being modest,
R E S P E C T to my balls bitch,
I been late night crusing,
To the beats I been abusing,
I been dolo by my choosing,
These people are to damn confusing,
I promised I never get jaded,
And promise that ima rebuke it,
If I dont like you im like duces peace out bitch this shit is exlusive,
Im upping now and theres no backing down when I hit the crowd they all up and bounce,
To my account there was a lotta doubts so when I wear my crown Ima wear it proud,
Shit is so fire shouldnt be allowed,
Shit is so wild shit is so loud,
Might do a show get it sold out,
This is G shit I be up now,
Is this what you wanted you got it I couldnt give a fuck about what makes profit I profit,
Of shit in where I find my solace,
Im rich in that regard just being honest,
Make a rapper fuckin vomit,
Feelin dapper I be on it,
Fuck rap and fuck being modest,
R E S P E C T to my balls bitch.

ETIQETTE 555

REALIST

REALIST (PROD. T7)

Everything I said I really meant that,
Everthing you read I really wrote that,
You know that when im manic I done go spazz,
Sometimes I say shit that I could never take back,
My friends dont really ever hit me back no more,
Thats triple five bitch felt that in my soul,
The ride of life is ritch not no penny board,
And right now its a bitch but tomorrows gold,
Through the damage well manage ill get it well get it the damage well manage we finna go get it and send it up,
In the right time,
Through the damage well manage ill get it well get it the damage well manage we finna go get it and send it up,
In the right time,
Off the golden gate of SF the claiming that im up next,
I remember back when I was little riding Tec Decks,
You claiming that im mid I guess you talking through the internet,
Got lines on top of lines like even cocaine invested now check it,
Fuck anybody else inside my mentions,
And when I blow up you aint invited to my mantion,
Now exit,
Ask yourself did you learn your etiquette got bullys elegantly waiting for my next deficit now check this,
Through the damage well manage ill get it well get it the damage well manage we finna go get it and send it up,
In the right time,
Through the damage well manage ill get it well get it the damage well manage we finna go get it and send it up,
In the right time.

SPAZZ

SPAZZ (PROD. T7)

BLINDED BY GOD (FEAT. EDDISON)(PROD. FU_CK)

lyric, shout out @issbrokie and @dieperry

My ego not helping me I think that  it’s tryna kill me
And imma stack all this money straight to the ducking ceiling
And i when grip on the mac it be hard to fight feeling
And when I pop out I think I need me like half a mili 

And all the shit that I’ve been thru no I can’t let it go
said I’m not feeling myself can u be my antidote 
And u get caught from a far that be my extended scope 
And I be sick wipe my nose just like I be sniffing blow 

Shawty told me Chill 
No I can’t be for real
And I be eating all these shots call that a mono meal 
It’s hard for me to feel 
U steady getting peeled
And I be off of so much shit I sleep up at the wheel 

Bitch I been like Fuck that yeah I bout up that 
Sleeping with dogs covered in filth u in a bug bath 
Ever since a younging yeah I always been a rugrat 
Shawty is a slut there’s not a spot that I can’t touch at

Like bitch I’m bouta Crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash
like bitch im bouta Crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash

And U cannot clap back
Shawty wanna fuck here’s my cash app
Bitch I’m so damn toxic need a gas mask
Every body wanna die I do the death dance 
I don’t give a fuck I want my head slammed
Up inside the wall I’m just a dead man

And I don’t stop for nothing get blown up combustions survive the destruction they call me a muthafucking odyssey 
I said send me hell I don’t wish no one well if I’m taking A L u can kill me like muthafucking wattori 
And I slam on the brakes u get punched in the face til your eyes getting mutha fucking watery 
And u step up to me you get thrown in the fire u get turnt to some muthafucking pottery

So much habits and addictions  I can never break
And I don’t like my fucking skin Rip off my fucking face 
And I want all of them to die don’t wanna fucking wait
Die death for me 
And if I end up on the floor just  pray that I don’t get 
Die death for me
Die death pray that I don’t get up

FNP3 - FT. BRUHMANEGOD & HXSTAGE (PROD. T7)

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