SAINT IN SKY WITH LIL guy

800pts - fun (prod. 808demon)

@800pts
(https://www.instagram.com/800ptss/)

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@ kapethagoat
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@ thr6x
(https://www.instagram.com/thr6x/)
@ lukovicc
(https://www.instagram.com/lukovicc/)

on YouTube (https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLxb9uK-04plmbbikZjbKNqREF003grkiH)

800PTS - MAD (kapethagoat x thr6x x lukovicc)

social media

https://www.instagram.com/balencieiga/

jennifer

prod. okayypablo & gorskiyy

how you stab me in the back like that? id never do that to you
i thought everything was cool
ecstasy im losing screws
xanax i can’t keep my cool, without it cause i just want you

tell me if you feel the same
tell me if you feel my pain
baby you know i cant stay but maybe just for you ill wait
3.5 straight to the face bad bitch got skinny waist
drugs gon kill me tomorrow drugs gon kill me today 

we came from the bottom where we at now
sipping on that mud we got act how
show my bruddas love i ain fanned out
broke up with my bitch she a fan now

you gon' step my back
i can not trust nobody
she thought im a bad guy
thats not a fact
24/7 work hard
그건 말이 되지 않아
if you step my back
진짜 널 믿을 수 없어

drugs kill my head
drugs kill my head
im poppin mg
웃기지는 않아 baby i can't feel my face
drugs keep me insane

tell me if you feel the same
tell me if you feel my pain
baby you know i cant stay but maybe just for you ill wait
3.5 straight to the face bad bitch got skinny waist
drugs gon kill me tomorrow drugs gon kill me today 

we came from the bottom where we at now
sipping on that mud we got act how
show my bruddas love i ain fanned out
broke up with my bitch she a fan now

Kill me @800pts

Say Slatt Say Ski (Produced With Flavor)

Set me free @800pts

800pts - Overdose (Prod. Nolandavinci & Hxlcyon)

https://www.instagram.com/612beno/
https://soundcloud.com/beno-boda

prod 
https://www.instagram.com/vanii2k/

follow unhxly
https://www.instagram.com/thyunhxly/
https://soundcloud.com/unhxly-official

beno - whisper (prod. vanii2k)

Watcher (All eyes on me)

Produced by 8nfra

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad

I’m tryna make this paper
Speak to you later, ain’t tryna chat
Baddie is bad and I’m calling her brat
One puff, I’ma lace that crap
Two puff, I’ma lace that crap
Wake up think about making this paper
Feel like my name Eugene Krabs
I do not care ‘bout how much you paying
You ain’t gon’ hop on this fucking track
One ting come from Japan
Other one come from DAMAC
I had to cut off the yes men
Breaking the bed like it’s wrestling
Can’t even finish a sentence
I gotta get me my check in
Step out the plane, international man
Go to the hotel for the check-in
White in her nose like dressing
Whi- White in her nose like dressing
Hold on, think I’m digressing
I’m tryna make a move
Calling up S0re, that brudda my best friend
I’m tryna make some moves
I’m calling up Gorskiyy, that’s my bredrin
Do you get it? 
Man like Wayne
My brudda outside with Adonis
My brudda out with the baby Drake
All them man do is spend time on the internet
Them man like Lain
Chatting about some next man, like it’s imporant
This shit ain’t no game
So why they keep playing? 

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad
Spinning the block, you mad? 

Gotta spin back, she mad
Got 10 in the pack, she mad
Two girls on my phone, she mad
Getting too rough, she mad
They stay under attack
I step out with the mandem
If it’s at night, I tell you, it’s mad
Spinning the block, you mad?

She Mad

hurt myself (prod. dxnieldior)

[Intro: Omni]
(I-I-Icy)
(Yeah, huh, huh, huh, wah)
(Huh, huh, huh, huh, wah)
Yeah, huh (Huh, huh, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 1: Omni]
Chillin ' on the top floor eatin hibachi with a bad bitch, nigga cause I'm like that, yeah
A hunnid thousand really ain shot I’ll go spend that shit, nigga Ian gotta budget I ain't got no limit
Up the Glock on him, yea I made a pussy nigga freeze, yeah, I made a nigga run it, yeah (Made 'em run)
Bitch, I been done did all that shit
I'm way more up than y'all niggas, yeah, I put that shit on God (On God)
I'm still scammin', I'm still doin' fraud
Yeah, 7.62s rip the nigga apart, yeah-yeah
Flip (Flip, huh), put a hole in his heart (Heart)
I bet the nigga won't make it back after that
I'm high as hell, bitch, I'm where the ceiling at
Niggas love hatin' on me, just put this shit in they face
Yeah, by myself, bitch, I'm puttin' my faith
If I ain't got shit to do with omni, prolly couldn’t even care prolly (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, bitch, my pockets healthy, yeah, them hoes in shape, huh
I don't fuck with y'all niggas, yeah, and yall already knew that
At the end of the day, I don't even know why niggas in my face (In my face)
Nah, nah, bitch, if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, you can get the fuck— (Get the fuck out)
Bitch, I ride around with them motherfuckin' semis tucked
In case a nigga tryna play with us, we can send 'em up (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I swear, it's so motherfuckin' hard for me to even really give a fuck 'cause I been made enough nigga (Yeah)
Bitch, I gotta have a lot of shit on me, hm nah (Huh, huh)
Nah, huh, Ion fuck with you lame ass niggas, Ion fuck with you jabronis, huh, nah
Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna go big, these lil niggas kids
I don't fuck with them hoes 'cause they mid
How the fuck you expect me to not give a fuck at the shit that you did? Yeah
Yeah, I play it cool, let the beef die down, nigga, but I never forget

[Bridge: Omni & 800pts]
Niggas' favorite thing to do is ride dick
Swear this shit, it don't make no sense
Yeah, bitch, I turned nothin' into somethin'
I’m the one that made this shit make sense
I only pop real Perc' 30, nigga, none of my shit ever came laced with fent
Bitch, I'm lying
But I bet that you wouldn't even know (Even know)
Shit don't make no fuckin' sense (Wah, nah-ah)

[Verse 2: 800pts]
160 milligrams, I'm still alive, made this shit make sense (Fuck)
If it wasn’t for these pill withdrawals , then my life'll be normal, I'll probably be safe (Whatever)
And I'm doin' this shit for my ma', I'm just tryna put her in the newest Benz
Ever since I hurted my mama, I can't quit this Xanny, I came with these bands (Yeah)
Poppin' this pill, knew it was fake, bih
I'm on drugs today and she hate it
Percocet only way I feel safety
Yeah, (Hah-ah), for my safety
Hit the plug for Oxy' and flake, bih
Brand new boots, Italian snakeskin
I buy drugs and drip when the check hit
ATM cash on my face, bih
Check hit, order already placed
Bad bitch, she gon' open her legs
Paranoid, who the fuck is my twin?
Cocaine, OxyContin, I'm him (Yeah)
Walk in with the stick on my hip
Walk in, bitch already on my dick
Walk in, bitch, and cop a normal fit
Walk in, they won't know how 800 drip

[Outro: 800pts]
(Walk in, they won't know how 800 drip)
(Uh-uh-uh)
(Uh-uh-uh-uh)
(Uh-uh)

Omni & 800pts - MadeTsMakeSense #Борис Prod Manyice

quarter pound + @brezzo

Withdrawals *Sober*

Produced by Steelo


I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
Tryna save my time for the bag
I ain’t tryna hear nun, shut up
Gotta get my head in a clear head space
Gotta get my bread right up
Bitch
I’m up with Steelo
You see the steeze, you wouldn’t believe it
I’m keeping it real
I’m with the Gs, we smoking that weed, like
I’m making these beats, I hop on these beats
I’m chasing the feeling
I’m with the killers you ain’t never seen
We out on the street
Them man tryn be like me but they never will be me, like
Yea, I’m speedin, 250 on the highway
Fucking on a street light
I’m just being myself
That’s one thing you’ll never be like
I’m counting up, getting my bills right
I’n tryna live that mill-life
I ain’t sellin my soul
I ain’t signing no contract until the deal right
All I’m hearin is plans and chit chat 
But it’s never in the real life
You ain’t a rapper brudda, you ain’t geeking
Just quit the mf pills, like

I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
Tryna save my time for the bag
I ain’t tryna hear nun, shut up
Gotta get my head in a clear head space
Gotta get my bread right up

I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
I ain’t got no time
Pak it up
Tryna save my time for the bag
I ain’t tryna hear nun, shut up
Gotta get my head in a clear head space
Gotta get my bread right up

SAINT IN SKY WITH LIL guy

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