this song has nothing to do with da club <>  \\remix//

guess i do drill now <> prod <> ++WAV++

https://soundcloud.com/wavupnxt
https://soundcloud.com/yamissin

Unleash (kurama) ! ft Yami's Sin <> Prod ++WAV++

i don't bang sorry . prod <> XMXN

Rolly ! prod ++WAV++

it's not really him but : https://soundcloud.com/playboicarti

https://soundcloud.com/thxxmxn

RED ! i ++ prod \\//XMXN\\//

Up tha TempO ! prod.KenDrix$

IGOTDICKTOSHARETOO

https://soundcloud.com/hrzproductions

for fun

OPP PACK!

lyrics : 
and we catchin' these niggas, they lack they smoke
and the feds and them worried bout what I toat
glock 19, so you know it's legal
don't hype shit cause my niggas get stoked
nigga sus cause he walk with a coat
and I know how it get cause my niggas get bold
calling up treesha she taking his soul and she giving out drops so we leaving him cold

KNOW THAT IT'S DEMONS WE PACKIN THE HEAT SO YOU KNOW FOR A FACT IT GET HOT IN THE COLD! 🖤🖤

BITCH
know if you opp and you walk and we catch you, you dummie finna get blitz
Like how I clutch on the mop like a beast mah nigga is finna catch an assist
like that's tayy he fryin em crisp, bro get out the way i need to catch a crit!
I'm goin ludacris bussin his uterus that lil fucker won't get to R.I.P
Love it when the punks run and they trip like damn that's all left is niggas gettin lift
damn that's all left is niggas gettin spliff'd
damn that's all left is niggas gettin split
damn that's all left is niggas finna dip
damn when i'm upping the big mac 90 the rest of these niggas just getting lit

like i'm finna get bodies just watch how I move
came through the storm I just brought all my troops
I got a chopper i'm itching like ivy i'm finna just shoot him right outta his boots
won't be a fluke when I up and I shoot

OKAY SLIDE!!! HUH!! 💦💦
wanna watch him die!
Pussy i'm a menace you could see it i'm not nice!
homie I got glockie on me
walkin like i don't got it on me
pussy actin sus the chopper buss upon him bloody!
fuck is all this fuss we leave him dust he moving wocky
I got the cero the beam that fuckin blade ain't doin nothing
I gotta walk with the team my fuckin dawgs are gonna touch him
I gotta a K inna V my fuckin demons gonna flock him
I got treesha fiending cause my niggas selling wok
and i got tay he bleed em cause the hats keepin it hot
gd keep it drop, ain't no shining for that spot
ain't no running if you spot
if we see you, you get got!

ADHD ! prod HRZ

@thxxmxn

Lyrics : 

If I don't got a knocker you finna get jabbed! 👿
GIMME MORE breesh finna stuff up the bag!
I need the guapa, just gimme the stack
Like, see me outside and they run, that's sad!
Callin' up shadow like shit is a drag ⬛◼◾▪
I don't fuck with that nigga he act like a lanny.
the nozzy gon' hit him and take out his panties
FN'll knock out his fanny, bullets movin hot and know we got plenty
Chopper got hot it hit many, move back quick or be the next body
Mad hommie, this shit'll get hottie
It's on GOD if that boy try to try me 🙏📿
Get my gun like, he try to jump
I ain't even shoot but that nigga flunk
Like, fuck it we doin' em wrong.. like
Fuck it we doin' em WRONG!
Yeah, that nigga he swear he kenpachi
Cero go in him, we doin' him dutty
Watch treesha she actin fussy, she might try to line I ain't really trusting
On my side it's trusty!
He ain't use the strap in a while it's rusty...
And if you let me live then I gotta get back. If you see me outside just know to keep busting!
Know the auggie hit him, he crusted!
It's foggy outside but I don't give a fuck!
Knocker hit like a truck... I bin busy, I feel like Ssundee
I need breesha like, get to the money
Baba on ciroc, you know she get muddy
Shotti done bit him like flow, know he hungry!
I'm outside feeling like Dusty!

and I gotta +̶̥̆_̶̙͓͚̄_̶̘̕ͅ+̷̖́̕ on my hip!
He finna die tryna spin!
The auggie go dumb on his men!

and he gotta V for the bend!

IffA don't gatta knocka yew finna git JABB! 👿👿👿

GIMME MORE BREESH1!!!!!

Gimme more ! prod XMXN

Lyrics : 

ookee :

Like I gotta kick, OK
Like my chopper is throwing a fit, OK
She want me to hit, OK
and like I told her, she can't line a jit, OK?!
Like i'm with the clique, i'm rolling up pack cause the op was a bitch!
He do not lack? But look how we caught him.
He said he with us. But he do not switch 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️😑
Like, i'm not in no gang, I just fuck with the brims
I don't think i'm a fraud, no! Not like him!
Like he do not lack? But look how we caught him
he said he wid us. like he tryna swiiiich
Like he tryna jack us, he know we gon' win!
30 the clip and it's all goin' in!
Like, I cannot rap, so I just plug it in
I do not got time, so I spit when I can!
EBK nigga, I spin on his clan
And we all on his and our whip was a van
and we bugger his thot, we know treesha a fan!
45 bullets gon' twist up his pan!

OKAYY!

We orbit his block, OK
Like that shit is funny, we don't even knock, OK
Like please can you stop, OK?!
I said that my nigga gon' bugger your thot! OK!?!

BZZTT! 

Jacoby :

DAT PUSSY BOI IS AN OP, OK?!
Looks, like i'm leavin him slump today!
I don't fuck with niggas, cause i'm not *̸̚ͅ*̷̭̄*̵̞͒6
I need my money like ándale!! 🔥🙄
You rocking chris but you really ain't paid
Broke ass nigga, just stay in yo place!
Shawty be doin' them drugs that's laced!
This not a website, but you not in my space
You niggas is trash, can't be in my place
And some of you just need to stop, OK?!
I'm punchin' in lyrics like , BLAHH BLAHH BLAHH! 😪😪
I'm not even tryin' you niggas can die
YUH. OK!
I don't give a fuck, i'm jacoby mccray ™!
You ain't stoppin' me from putting food on my plate
I'm the best in this bitch and it's not a debate
How the fuck you a G and you talk to the jakes?!

LIKE, OK! Ft JacobyMccrayTM +++prod {Young Lanec}

Lyrics : 

Said I feel like a WOO
WOO 💫💫💫
Take me to the floss
Take me to the floss
take me to the core
Take me to the floss
WOO 💫
Take me to the core
Take me to the floss
Take me to the floss
take me to the core
Take me to the floss
WOO 💫💫💫
Take me to the core

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I can't chill boi, stay with my pistol, move with the heater. I eat that!
Glocked up with the sticks, know we tote poles, spin where he be at!
Rats come where that cheese at
Chops out for the rats, stay with that glizzy, I keep a strap
Don't come any closer, we sending shots "GLAH GLAH BLEHHT"
Steady sliding with hats. All on your block is where we be at
LIKE!! 
Drops where is the treesh at?
Ion know where the treesh at!

Do just what I tell you! 😈
Swear I feel like a WOO droppin the cho. fuck if i die

FUCK IF I DIE!

Hella shit steady fly at the ops, them bullets really swan dive!
Heavy stiff. Know we cero'd up for them pussies toting on knives
Like.. Slide... All night!!!
Hit his top watch it spill like a latte
I don't dance, I'll boom up the party
LOOK... MOVE
I just.. woo walk... WOO back

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Said I feel like a WOO
WOO 💫💫💫
Take me to the floss
Take me to the floss
take me to the core
Take me to the floss
WOO 💫
Take me to the core
Take me to the floss
Take me to the floss
take me to the core
Take me to the floss
WOO 💫💫
take me to the heart!
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Steady opening figis !

The fuck is a mata?! 🤷‍♀️
Chop hit him asap, no rocky. Had him doin the cha cha
Niggas level your house, don't try to up shit, get down
Grand rays on ready , catchin all crits when we spin round!
Like
Get down, get down

Like a Woo ! prod KinoDa1

https://soundcloud.com/wavupnxt

these beats don't got no name.. . 
Wav be on some shidd I ain't gon' capp

Lyrics :
aye, like, aye!
 feel like flock! 
Be like GLAAH! Where his face?
Feel like X. Run the fades
Ain't no keyys. I don't play!
Ain't no fvxkin' lippin' nigga, I just wanna fight!
Stop the chihh chihh chattin', let's go duke it, let's go get it right!
Let's never make amends, let's just go!
Like, until we die
I don't reccommend all that smoke!
It might burn your eye
Every demon that I send got a pole!
You get cauterized!
And don't tell me where you at, 
Cause your life gon' get plagiarized!
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hol' on
shh
hol' on 
aye
hol' on
GLAAH!
Like, where the fvxk my gripp?
Hit em
GAHH!
He get
AHH!!
Like put him in the ground, no turnip
Imma bend his blokk. Imma.. imma turn it!
Pay the price! Is it worth it??
Yeah she said be nice but I.. .. but I hurtt him! Like...
Aye like.. send the dropp. We might murkk him
Sitchyy touch his bakk. It might... It might burpp him!
Chopper take his health! 
Swear to god, thahh shidd slurpped him!
If he in the wayy of my wealth
We gon' burnn him!
Cero at his crown!
Hit his topp, he not turning!
And that dummy dropped his addie
So I put him in the bog!

CHIHH HAHH !   ()  prod -+WAV++

https://soundcloud.com/st1nobeats

Lyrics : 

We don't know he!
Brodie up the heater and he searing through the louis Vs
Bet we get him pakked!
Hole inside the fukkin' true re- jeans
You ain't shiesty, we inside your house
We runnin' through your treesh
Niggas steady chattin'
I can't wait for one to murder me
He was pressed, now that nigga tryna squash beef
Too tact! Like, my hands mosh teeth
You not with the shits
You don't bang
I don't bang 
But i'll bang a nigga face into concrete
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We's in the spot!
Throw B's, throw hat
Like, niggas wan' hate but fake jakk
Who drop brim
Had that boy runnin' laps
Put that boii his a casket
Like, bro, he on time
He move round with that strap out
He talkin' shidd that he know he is not bout
If I put my gun to your head
Would you cop out?
Or would you talk shit and this heat leave you dead?
Brodie put fear in my heart, he a fed
I don't fvxk with that rattin' that shidd get me scared
Like, bro, where your nuts?
Need to hang you a pair
Like, huh? Where them boii them spine at?
No typa guts, he be capp and a whole rat
She said i'm a dogg cause the sign sayin' no cats
Beat boii ass just because I need practice
Feelin' like flokk, we don't play for the lakkers
These niggas undead
So we do double bakkins'
Like, he get shot in the head and he still outside chattin'
Fvxk this generation, we uppin' the casualties
No cap, turn your blokk to a beach
Red seas!
I say we get to the breesh
Get cheese
Smoke on that fvxk nigga better than trees
Smoke on that fvxk nigga, smoke till we wheeze
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Kno he ! Prod. St1noBeats

Peep bro :
https://www.youtube.com/@ProdByZajBeatz

Lyrics :
Bakk seat with lil shawty
I ain't fvxk yet, she said "thank yew"
And he dead, like, who killed kenny?
Gang tryna slide, put holes in that renti
Hol on
And these shots get crammed 
Ain't no playin', that boii get slammed!
These niggas must think I'm a scam
I should be dead but his shit done -
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Boii got dropped, got DROPPED!
Got knox, got KNOX
Got fvxked, got popped, got dropped, got FVXKED!
Don't box, got KNOX
Got chops, got BOMBS, got dropped!
Got knox, got fvxked, got-
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Best aim for the vitals, nigga!
You finna meet one of that bible niggas!
I don't jakk you idle niggas
I don't wanna, but might smoke idols, nigga
And my choppa on tidal, came for the title
Wet up the blokk, it's no more rivals
And my choppa, it sing like it's what?
And my choppa, it sing like recital
Said these bullets, they hit like trukks
That boii, he died, he finna get isekai'd
And my niggas don't give no fvxks at all,
they slide, all oppas finna get fried
Look, it's fvxkin' cold onna blokk,
I'm still outside, no, I don't care if I die
I swear I got the hands! 
He had his shit, but tried to fight!
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GOT KNOX ! prod ZajBeatz

https://www.youtube.com/@ProdByZajBeatz

Lyrics : 
Outside in the cold, I'm cookin'
I got a chop
I got a grip
I got a cero
-go through the rib
Bro best peddle, 'cause gang in the whip
I shoot upp the bitchh
-empty the magg
I upp the sitch, I watch him lag
Like, chopp put a hole in that boi real bad
Swore he got hit with a what?
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I
GOT
CHOPS
ONN
.
I
GOT
CHOPS
ONN.. .  .   . DEKK
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Ain't no chillin' with bae, I'm all in her clit
Thass gang
-she got grip
Outside
-with the stikk
Headshot gang, ooo, that's a crit
And I'm not for that loafin' shid
I got a chop, imma clikk that bitch
All of these hoes tryna get on my dikk
I got a girl, bitch get out my face
I got a cannon, I'm tryna erase
He is a runner, I don't wanna chase
He is not money, guap or pa
-so I up the glizz with a mask, no case
And I came with a blikk, so they call upp the jakes
Callin' up gang, we evac his place
We on his ass, put that boii in a crate
Swore he got hit with a 'nade
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Outside in the cold, I'm cookin'
I got a chop
I got a grip
I got a dodon
-go through the rib
Bro best settle, 'cause we at his crib
We in that bitch
Empty the mag
I up the glizz, we playin' tag
Like, stop all that runnin', you makin' me mad
Swore he got hit with a frag

ON DEKK ! Prod Zajbeats

MXCABRAZIL : 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vTZHC8gw_pI
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3QPhyMLbjUT9DX1VsYtBre

Lyrics :
Wait.. . 
Yo bro get outta my POV
Yuhh, my choppa supe' on creatine.. . 
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Smdnd, I'll blow ya fvxkin' SRT
SUV, my choppa big utility
Ask these niggas why they wanna hate on me
As if imma let it slide, I'll blitz ya V
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Listen silly nigga, imma lift you if you fidget
I be fvxkin' tweakin' like I'm sniffin' on that bridgette!
Look here, lil monkey, we got choppa tall like midget
Cruisin' in that white sedan, we hit it, we won't miss it
Tukk it, fill it, call it, find it, view it, code it, jam- 
Unlokk it!
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, clikk it, cross it, crakk it, switch-
Update it!
Name it, read it, tune it, print it, scan it, send it, fax-
Rename it!
Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it, turn it, leave it, start-
Format it!!
Touch it where it hurt
Where his mans? He done ran!
Turn the blokk to mush
Feel like gaara, leave 'em in the sand. Damn
This yo jam, how nigga?
Ion even got fans.. . 
And I got a plan for all of you hatin'
Just -

LezZ GO !! prod MXCABRAZIL

slothboo -
https://soundcloud.com/user-433549537

Lyrics :
Bakkdoor might -
Hey sir, can you open the bakkdoor
A young nigga like me tryna get off
It's my stop a lil nigga tryn'- 
wait
nah
Bakkdoor, might shoot through the window
My chop might blow. A crescendo
A young nigga like me tryn' let go
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Young nigga like me tryn' let go
We finna blow the whole fête
We finna blow all these niggas like bakks
wait
Wait, no diddy on that
He on BT, we gon' get on that
He think he hard, we gon' get on that
We spin the blokk, on gang
(no diddy)
ON!
It's a fed on the boulevard chill
It's a chop in the front, my nigga tryn' kill
Wait hol' on
We don't got bail
Bail, my nigga tryn' send us to hell
It don't matter, I slide with the demons still
I call up the gang, we teamin'
Brodie a bully, he beat up the blokk
Had ah opp bitch screamin' "my boy shot"
Like,  shot and stab for the hell of it
My shit'll take out ah elephant
Hand on the glokk, we done made him relevant
He got put on the news right after he perished
Had that boy spread like some relish
The gang done shot up his carriage
My caravan did that shit, I swear it
The gang all carry that baggage
That boii got put in a what?!
That boii got put in a blunt
Don't run, we shoot at scum
It's two niggas and one drum
It's two niggas, my chop one
Turn that nigga into a crumb
No discrimination, I crakk bums
Give a fukk where he from
Like we give a fukk where he from
I got some shit that'll glaze his bun, no pause
Made it up outta the slums
I'm tryna get on that billboard, hit me a score
I gotta blow, that shit's for sure
Can't do 9-5 no more
I just might stab somebody
For shit-shit nigga- for shitt-shit nigga, for sure!
I just might wife this girl for sure
I just might buy her a ring for sure
I just might keep this girl
For shit-shit nigga- for shitt-shit nigga, for sure!
Tell me why all these hoes want us now
I'm buggin', right?
Me and tayy we tweakin', right?
These hoe just wan' us cheat
And I ain't cheatin' on my babygirl
You fukkin' thots are weak
And I ain't jakkin' what you jakkin' bitch!
Stop tryna get on meat

A young nigga tryn' blatt through the bakkdoor!
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BakkDor ! prod slothboo

Lyrics :
One time for the vets
One time
Bullets straight through his vest
One time
For the treesh sukkin' the set
One time when we get the shots through your legs
One time!
The time where you saw me
Shoulda never ignore me
That's bad, shoulda shot me
Touché! Coulda caught me
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Head shot if he zombie
Holy water for the duppy
Treesh bad, she a jumbie
She got drops for the oppy
Move bakk, got a shottie
Push him if he try me
Don't play, the gang grimy
A bitch get lift if he off timing
Chop turn him to shaggy!
Up it up and he sprint
Won't get too far, 'cause he sagging
Machete chop him and snag him
Fukk him up, had 'em bagg him
The boii them too punk for the bajing
LMG finna snatch him
Had the choppy clappin' like we some raijin
Just one time and I get the shottie
There's no time where the opps get by me
Just one time, I filet his body
It's show time, all my niggas know me
We gon' keep with the sinnin'
He talk we gon' get him
Never switched from the beginnin'
The choppy get litten
Dikk get ridden. Get off
Ion fukk with these kittens
Niggas talkin' that shit. Like
Had the chopper spit
LIKE!
He talkin' a whole lotta shit
Run up on him with 5 of the clique
Touch it down on a bend and we dipp
One time for the boy who got hit
Spin your blokk, bent when we threw that
Show me how you gon' shoot that
Imma show you how we manuever
Storm the blokk with the troopers
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One Time ! (2021)

LXNGVX : 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVeXtcpE2y4

Lyrics : 
No funnt shit
I got a couple fukkin' stikks
I got a bundle in possession
My right hooks catchin' all these fish
Stay with a chop with a baja
I hit up leahh
I get a drop for that bitch nigga
None of these opps are tanking my crits
I'm mysterious, I came through the mist
Brodie said never put trust in a chris
Last week apple sauce got hit
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Last week apple sauce got hit
We didn't really fukk with him,
but he will be missed
All the opps get cut in this bitch
I got a blade enchanted with sharpness 10
I gotta glokk with power 7
He not a saiyan, but we had him ascended
Broke his shit, no more XP to mend it
We hit an opp, put that hoe in the end
We got the lo, on bro, he dead
I just be folding foes like clothes
Nigga it's no Iphones, that's fed
If we beef, might as well just kill yourself
Don't worry bout me, 
I done bin through hell
Hole in his head,
had him sound like helen
Call me "that nigger",
I'm tearin' up melons
Don't let him talk, bro,
I can't be a felon
I sent me an eldritch nigga, he's felled
Almost caught me in court,
lil nigga, no tellin'!
I feel like venom, I'm taking his noggin
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another song on an overused instrumental ! Prod LXNGVX

Glvck : 
https://www.instagram.com/glvck_16/

Lyrics :
Yeah he wanna talk, I don't fear 'em
I gots all me weapons full of venom'
Thottie with the drop, we gon' get 'em
Yeah I brought the shottie, just to sear 'em
He there, he move wok
Yeah, I'm grippin' on my blikk
Rinse with the chop
Yeah my toolie be like
Stop war
Don't fight
Chop hit him, had that boy a good night
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All the shots hit him,
had that boy sittin' sikk
Because I woke up feelin' like shit

Don't Fight ! prod Glvck

heartthrobangels <3

Lyrics : 
Shot that boy perhaps
Stood over that boy, 
the gang done watched as he collapse
I was in the van when the bullets hit his ass
We were 3 deep with a glokk and pizazz 
vandalize that fukker, bitch I act like I'm possessed
We don't like that batty boy, we put his ass to rest
Thuggin' with this chop, I'm buggin' out like it's tourette's
We done blew his spot, ain't any time for no regret
We done hit that boy, we left his body in the sky
Now that nigga really fly
He was in a foreign, nah that nigga didn't lie
Next time don't post that shit on the gram, nigga.. .
Like I'm sayin', nigga
I got fukkin' ham, nigga
Scam that boy with links from telegram, nigga
Like I'm so sorry, nigga, damn
Spill that boy maybe!
Yeah we play his shit,
but my boy said he don't like babies
Yeah we throw the hat up, bitch,
I know these niggas hate me
No it ain't my set,
I still throw that shit up blatantly
Ain't nobody tryna play my shit
That shit ass, right?
Ya'll don't like these new niggas,
ya'll just wanna ride drake, right?
All you fukkin' sissies wanna eat that nigga cake
But it don't matter what I say,
because I ain't gettin' no plays, right?
All these niggas wanna diss eachother
Don't know why
I don't care 'bout either side
Where the fukk my money?
Where my fame?
Where is my?
Where the fukk is my clout?
I know niggas finna play this shit like,
"what the fukk he talkin' bout?"
Nigga it don't matter, gimme views
How the fukk a nigga like me finna blow?
No clue
Niggas only see us on the news
Niggas only see us after all these niggas die
Where the fukk my hype, nigga?
Niggas really tryin'
Why I gotta bite niggas?
Why I gotta lie?
Why we gotta fight, nigga?
And how the opps alive?
I know I shot that boy. .. Perhaps.. .

Shott em, perhaps !

668 : https://www.youtube.com/@prodby668

Lyrics :

Nahh don't look at my stix
They're a bit shy with the chix
--------------------------------
Ahh yes!
They're sure shy
It does not like when I grab it by the thigh
Just enchanted that whore with smite 5
To the opps' site! AWAYYYY!
Yeahh yeahh, tryna kill 'em again!
AR really radical put lead in his dreads
I'm out with the matic, he get left for the vultures
Gang be goin' at it, it's nowhere you could run to
It's his fukkin' party, he can cry if he want to
I ain't even sorry, reaper told me to send you
Bitch, I'm with the clan, I'm a mfkin' senju
Damn your nigga ratted, now you inside the pen too
Watch what's finna happen, heard he snitched on my friend too
Murder for the peace, I ain't tryna offend you
Left leg fell asleep as I'm tryna record this
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Summon a guy from the clikk
He'll clear the blokk in a jiff
Ahh yeahh!
Don't look at my stix
You wouldn't like if they looked at you
'Cause he's not shy around fools
That's 'cause he's a fool too
And I'm a fool with the fool crew
Fully automatic fool tool
Big fool, fully foolproof
Fully maxed, fully loose screws
Fully red, pumped full of juice
Juiced up goose on the loose

a bit shy ! prod 668

heartthrobangels : https://www.instagram.com/he4rtthrobangels_/

Lyrics :
Gat daymn
Why is shawty makin' fun of me
He was really buggin', now the hunneds came to eat
Gat daymn
Swear I only rap about the streets
What about the shit that happen on a daily
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Nahh, I hate this shit so bad, I ain't worried if I die
Fukk this 9 - 5, fukk this life
What's with all these goofy ass karens standing in the damn line?
Nigga, it don't matter if you whine
Niggas drunk, lyin' in the fukkin' drive thru
Why he got a gun tryna die about his food?
I get off at 5, we could fukkin' fight too
Bro, because I smile, do not mean I like you
Damn!
When will I blow up?
When will I see my glow up?
Not much to show
I could spit, but that's not good enough
What's with my sound?
They say it's odd, I don't know
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Said I'm gon' die bro, please kill me
Don't just bluff bro, you boutta catch heat
No you shouldn't lie, don't lie to me
That boyy cap, a facade to me
Bro, no, you just makin' it hard for me
Better just stay away far from me
Like, ohh, you niggas just slow me
Must wanna meet my poley
What's with all these goofy ass niggas getting in my damn way?
Shawty act like he got somn' to say
Shawty better get up out my face or we gon' have to run the fade
I'm really Mr leave a nigga dazed!

fun of me ! prod heartthrobangels

delone : https://www.youtube.com/@realdelone

Lyrics : 
AHHHHHHH!
FUKK SKIBIDI TOILET!! 
FUKK THAT SHIT!
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Hol' on
I'm in the bakk, bakk seat with a chop so big, I can't even fit it out the window
Ask me why these nigga alive
I'm jakkin' that hoe get stukk
I'm boutta wakk that kid and his hoe ass mans
Just know that the grave had already bin dugg
I can't do threes, I walk down for the dunk
I spill this shit, Imma shatter his mugg
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That must sukk
That hoe just here for nut
Just nut and the money
That bitch don't give a fukk
New chop
That hoe gon' make some lore
I kill that fag on a sunday
Know that that nigga ain't seeing the lord
I know that sukk
Stupid ahh hoe just here for wokk
Just wokk, she a whore
That whore gotta see the door
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And I'm here with the gang
We hittin' it right
Just know that it's fits fried for the night
Scope 4k for the sight
Just know that it's sky high for the guy
The gang all came in a ride
These opps not tough, they all just lie!
Gang gon' start up a riot
It's finna be 50 deep for the dive!
Fitty deep for the dive, nigga
Delve down in the mire
Melt down, he a crier
Felt when it got dire
Up what?
He'll try
Nigga, I hate these liar!
Ya'll just shown me why I should go put one in my mind
All these fukkwad, lil ass niggas and all these hoes standing in a line
Ahh fuck!

Skibidi ! prod. delone

Can't find the producer anywhere. This beat is over 2 years old :(

Lyrics :
Beam with a switch
Switch on snipe
Snipe on a kid, put a kid in a coffin
Fukk niggas tryna tell me stop, imma haunt em
Bitch niggas wouldn't let me guap, imma puff on em
Grill with the beam
Beam with the glokk
Glokk with the team, whole team got a knokk!
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Bitch niggas wouldn't let me guapp!
I need the bagg, I can't stop
she.. .
She don't wanna sukk it, I got soft
that's okayy.. . 
Babygirl, just lay there, I'll jakk off
Lil nigga, why you lakk? You a loaf
Put the beam on the chopp, maxxed upp!
Put the beam on him loud, luminate the surroundings
Fukk with this chop, you get fukked! 
Nigga!
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Tukked!
I keep my shit tukked
That boy could get touched!
We went where he rest
Holes up in his chest!
He can't resurrect
That boy is stukk down with the dead

Beam onn ! prod jasonglz

Longboystyle : 
https://www.youtube.com/@longboystyle

Lyrics : 
Tukked!
I keep my shit tukked
That boy could get touched!
We went where he rest
Holes up in his chest!
He can't resurrect
That boy is stukk down with the dead
Attach it to the tech
Scope on his nekk 
Lay him out flat
I couldn't take the chat
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Heard that he was rat
That boy gon' get clapped
That boy gon' get left
Leave him in the past
I don't got the time to reassure
We just gon' put boy up on a shirt
Shawty said she mad, I feel like dirt
She think I give a fukk about her.. . Nah!
I just met this new girl, don't want her to fukkin' leave
I fukk with the way that shawty got me in my feels
Couldn't keep lil bae, I couldn't keep her happy
I can't keep lil ma, because I keep the glokky
Tukked.. . 
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Heard that he was fed
That boy gon' get lead
Lotta fukkin' red
I'll make sure they dead
I'll make sure they dead, no time for spinnin' bakk
Ouija for my demons and they always pakkin'
Can't go bakk and forth, because I come with death
Damn, we hate that boy so much we had to smakk him
Woah! She took that drink, but I'm not ross.. . Lukky girl
I just might be evil, but I'm not
I just wanna game, but she want cokk
She reachin' for my dikk, but that's my glokk..  .
Tukked.. .

Touched ! prod longboystyle

I Can Rap On Anything

Sauce It! ! Prod. XMXN

404 (pxxy not FOUND)

AnGer Me !!!

talkin     prod. ~WAV~

Very Weary ! Prod. ~WAV~

Fix It ! Prod. ~WAV~

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