YUNGUSHANKAGOD Acc : https://soundcloud.com/yungushankagod

Bayonetta w/YUNGUSHANKAGOD

Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/evex3/getbacknigga-w-trpstn-majinxo
Original Artist: https://soundcloud.com/evex3

#BASED #GEAT #GETBACK (PenjaminRips Mix)

Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/kallmesensei/exoduss-everyone-sees-uu-prod?si=e0b04748230243b6b136a1a59050a871&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Original Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kallmesensei

Trap Ghost (PenjaminRips Mix)

Lyrics: 
Chop wit a scope it's gone aim at yo whole team
I be in the lock lil nigga like a three peat 
When im in the Raq I move rock with a street thief
I got yo racks but you ain't even meet me 
I just got a Tommy and Ill bring it to the street fight
When I pull it out Ima say, do you wanna die?
I just put a gun in the air now he fucking scared
He just tried to run so I shot him, now he's fucking dead
All these niggas tried to fucking run so I shot em all 
I just hit the speed then I got a little fucking call 
It is just a bitch saying why did i just kill his dawg
He was talking shit up on the net that's why I killed your dawg

(prod. fent)

My Confession

I am high making this sorry lol

(prod. fb_mu$ik)

Why are you tryna act new?

Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/babyboyzel0007/whitney-prod-penelope

Original Artist: https://soundcloud.com/babyboyzel0007

Whitney (PenjaminRips Mix)

(Prod LMG)
Lyrics:
It’s all for you
I did this all for you
All our battles we outgrew
But you know that I love you
Took the long way home last night 
Please tell me that I’ll see you in the streetlight
Please tell me that I’ll see you in the next life
If I don’t see you then I’m gonna die 
Ima cash out 7 (7k)
So I can take her out at 11
I love her, she’s like heaven
Come here lemme teach you a lesson 
Hey baby you just know that I like this 
I’m tryna fuck, I’m not tryna fight
If it’s not for sale I’m not tryna buy it
“Didn’t you spend 10 (10k) in shells?”
I don’t care stop eyeing

All For You

THIS AINT LETHAL COMPANY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(prod. yungushankagod)

hit the penjamin at school freestyle #LethalCompany w/ My Alternative Self

(prod. 18freezey)
Lyrics:
Bitch, gotta lean on it 
I just poured a 8 some thick shii, now I lean on it 
Talking shit and you get smacked up
I just pulled up wit a switch now I’m fucking acting up
He was flexing on the ’Gram until we ran him outta luck
Now his diamonds in the dirt, guess he really outta touch
Told my brodie load the choppa, we ain’t worried ‘bout a case
If he talking like he bout it, pull up to his fucking place
All that cappin’ in them stories, now he quiet to my face
Should’ve known we ain’t the ones, now he learning to behave
Keep a shooter in the backseat, he ain’t into all the fame
Only flashin when it’s action, he ain’t posing for no frame
Told my momma I’ma make it, I ain’t tryna die in vain
Stacking hunnids to the ceiling, I ain’t never switching lanes
Big racks, big moves, 
Big switch, that lil uzi too
Told that boy to watch his tone before we put him in his place
All that talking on the net, but he ain’t never show his face
If he ever drop a addy, we gon’ pull up same day
And if we pull up we gone take his fucking life,
AWAY

IHeartSwitches w/My Alternative Self

Lyrics: 
I was walking down the street and then I saw my nigga Ryan 
He said wassup I said wassup too you know we high and -
I dap him up we crack a joke and then we walk right down the street
I just put some smoke up in the air but you know  im discreet
Roll it up and take a hit, let the stress just fade away
Ain’t no rush, we movin’ slow, let the music guide the way
Pass it left, the vibe electric, laughin’ loud, we lost in time
Ain’t no schedule, ain’t no pressure, just the homies on the grind
Eyes low, but we still focused, movin’ smooth, no need to rush
Take a pull, exhale the stress and let it go, don’t make a fuss
Moonlight shining on the pavement, yeah, we floating, feeling free
Ain’t no worries, ain’t no troubles, just good vibes and THC
Puff puff pass yeah, keep it rollin, we ain’t tryna fucking stop
Mind is lifted, levitatin, way up high, just like the top
Music bumpin, speakers knockin, let the bass just guide the ride
Ain’t no place we’d rather be, we in the motion, feelin’ right
Roll another, spark it up, let the smoke just hit the air
Feelin weightless, like I’m floatin’, like my worries disappear
City glowin, streets are quiet, but my mind is loud and clear
Ain’t no rush, we take it slow, you ridin’ waves, no need to fear
Sippin’ something, speakers thumpin’, yeah, the vibe is way too real
Eyes red but vision golden, I just love the way this feel
Ain’t no stressin’, ain’t no trippin’, we just livin’ in the now
Inhale deep and let it linger, exhale, watch it twist and bow
I put Smoke up in the air, yeah, it’s dancin’ with the breeze
Mind is driftin’, feelin’ lifted, floatin’ higher than the trees
Ryan rollin’, I’m just chillin’, take a hit and watch it burn
Ain’t no worries, ain’t no pressure, let it go, no need to turn
Late night rides, city lights, yeah, we coasting through the lane
Eyes low, but seein’ visions, every puff just ease the pain
keep it vibin’, let the world just fade away
Ain’t no clocks, ain’t no deadlines, we high and here to stay

 (prod. PenjaminRips  x  Yield)

Ngl the second part is ass

Good Vibes And THC

Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/ixybxy999/aerosol-curxxedtaimana
Original Artist: https://soundcloud.com/ixybxy999

FXKE (PenjaminRips Mix)

Lyrics:
Drop the bass hit the gas ima nod out 
It's ok when I crash ima ride out
Put a switch on the back of the Glock now
You a bitch you just talk with a foul mouth

I got racks, I got stacks, what you crying bout?
Big drums, let ‘em clap, bring the lights out
Going  fast, I might spin when I slide out
Tint too dark, you can’t see when I ride around

Double cup, pour it up, now I’m zoned in
Talk tough, but you fold when the smoke hit
Big step, no cap, we don’t show fear
Hunnid deep, the whole gang in the front tier

Got the beam on the Glock, keep it locked in
Too slick, move quick, I ain’t stopping
City hot, so we slide with the top down
Big moves, count blues when I hop out

Ice cold, but the fit stay flamed up
No sleep, run it up ‘til the day’s up
Talk slick, get checked, better pipe down
Real steppers, ain’t the type for a timeout

High speed, lane switch, I don’t slow up
New pack, touchdown, get it rolled up
Ten toes, never fold, keep the code tucked
Big racks, big flex, get your dough up

(Prod. 2ico)

Hit the gas ima nod out

Lyrics:
She rollin' it tight, yeah, she know what I like
Eyes lookin' low, but we up for the night
She ride like a wave, and I'm deep in the tide
Smokin’ exotic, we takin' a flight

Yeah, we roll up, vibe out, take it real slow
She love the smoke and the way that it go
Eyes low, music loud, movin’ real close
She hitting the blunt, then she askin’ for more

Roll up the gas, yeah, we light it, yeah we gone
Shorty look bad, she ain't vibin’ alone
Clouds in the air, yeah, we high like a drone
Sippin’ on somethin', she feelin’ the tone

She rollin’ it up while she sit on my lap
Henny in cup, she ain't checkin' the tab
Legs crossed, tatted up, lookin' so bad
She whisper my name while she pull on the drag

We floatin’ away, ain't no stress in the air
She blow me a kiss while she play with my hair
Red eyes, but we locked up in a stare
She tell me she love it, ain't nothin’ compare

Palm trees swayin’, we out on the coast
She takin’ a hit, then she doin’ the most
Movin’ her hips, got me locked in the zone
She ridin’ the rhythm, we both in our mode

She pass me the blunt, then she lean on my chest
and she say what the fuck how you treat me like this
 Told her relax, girl, we up, never stress
And as long as we smokin', we stayin’ our best  

You is a bitch, you just talking the most
Ima pull out my gun, you get hit, bullet holes
 Niggas they dumb, they just doing the most
Ima hop out of feet and get rid of them hoes

I am wit Luanr, we smoking exotic
Ill hit up yo' bitch, she gon' act so erotic
We moving that weight, yeah we moving narcotics
Im making the racks, yeah Im making deposits

(Prod. Maxii)

They just doing the most

Lyrics:
@yungushankagod
20 shells, 20 shots, take a nigga forehead
20 rounds, 20 pops, scalp a nigga fuckin dreads
AR-20, laser sight, blue beam put a bitch to bed
1 strap, full mag, fill a bitch wit fuckin lead

tryna chill and you annoying like nutaku
countin 50 bands wit bare hands, you cant compare to
top of that rackin back the slide to fists, i'm unfair too
suppressor on that bitch so niggas lookin like who shot who

@vampbitches
Roll up the gas now I’m lost in the mist
Glock got a switch, I don’t need to miss
Hop out the whip and we takin’ a risk
Fuck that nigga chris, he gone die wit that bitch 

What?

Late night, phone start ringin', it's urgent
Bro said "Slide," now my heart start workin’
Blacked-out truck, we lurk, no swervin’
Gloves on tight, 'cause the case ain’t worth it

my Eyes low, but my mind stay clear
I ain't tryna talk, I just load up the gear
Extended mag, put a drum on the rear
Anybody move, then they bound to disappear

Hit the backstreets, tinted-up Jeep
Pull up real slow, gotta move lowkey
Flaz in the cut, he gon’ jump out first 
Mask on tight, put a face on a shirt

 I just seen that bitch ass nigga chris, I seen him on the roll 
He ain't see us yet, so we crept up real close
Me and flaz said "Go," then we upped our pole
and that Switch let loose, now his body turn ghost

all the Sirens flash, now we back in the ride 
Tires screech loud, hit a left, then slide
Heart beat fast, but I’m clutchin’ my nine 
If they get close, we gon’ let that fire off

Ran two lights, now we duckin’ through alleys
Phones on mute, can’t leave no addy
Bro said "Lay low, hide out in the valley''
Switch out the whip, now we back to the palace

Poured me a four just to settle my mind
Thinkin’ ‘bout life, how we walkin’ the line
One bad move, doin’ years in time
Or worse get caught and just fucking flatline

Now I sit back, count racks in silence
But my heart still feel cold, filled with violence
One more drill, no way out this cycle
Devil in my ear, got me clutchin’ my rifle

(Prod Gotha)

No Way Out (The Story)

Lyrics:

Mask on, gloves tight, finna hit the avenue
Hop out, creepin slow and they don’t even got a fucking clue
Black hoodie, black forces, you know what we do
Pressure on my mind, but my aim is gone  stay true 

Ridin’ late night, got the drop, yeah, we stalkin
Silence in the air, when it's time, we ain't talkin
Hundred round drum, let it bang, leave em chalked in
Do it for the gang, ain't no way that we fallin   

Click-clack, get back too late, face flat  
Creepin’ through the cut, got em layin on they back
No soul, no hope tell the priest, “let go .”
Dark thoughts in my mind? That’s just how life go

Mask on tight... no trace
Blood in the sink... no waste
Creep through the night i aint runnin no haste
but the footsteps light i aint catching a case

I been lurkin in the night like a ghost with a vendetta
Metal in my coat, I got em prayin to they ancestors
No confessions, just aggression, I been built for this profession
Every lesson that I learned came from weapons and the oppression

I been movin in the shadows like a phantom in the mist
Aimin steady, fingers ready, never thought Id take a risk
But this life ain't never fair, so I had to make em miss
Now they faces on the news, tell they mamas blow a kiss

Mask on, gloves tight, finna hit the avenue
Hop out, creepin slow and they don’t even got a fucking clue
Black hoodie, black forces, you know what we do
Pressure on my mind, but my aim is gone  stay true 

(Prod. Me & iloveinvain)

ill meet you in the avenue

Lyrics: 
I got ricochet bullets it’s gon shoot you Eye 2 Eye
Die tonight 
Got electric bullets, give yo ass a stye 
Major pain 
Killing hella niggas with my Great Dane 
Bitch you fell off so you broke you gotta change your fucking ways
I just had to run up on ya homie 
Damn that nigga fled
now I gotta catch him, burn his body, Give his ass some fucking lead
wanna be apart of lunar 
(chop a niggas fucking head)
You wanna be apart of lunar 
(Kill him and make sure he’s dead)
Nigga when I tap his nugget
Please don’t be disturbing me 
why the fuck you talking 
Omg you urkin me 
Ima seek him down 
With the urgency 
Kiko you a furry, rapist, pedo that’s a 1 for 3
All these niggas talking but they ain’t gone show no static
Tragic
Sliding through the house I’m my jacket
Match it 
Frame on the picture so it matches
Feeling like I’m Flaz I got the gun so it’s no action
Silent
Bitch we moving quiet, It’s silent
Hiding 
All these bitch ass niggas they be hiding 
Slidin 
Through they block they don’t know where to run too
If I see yo dumbass on the corner let the cut through
Ima make that nigga Bleed I’ll catch his ass and leave him be
He got headtap now he falling, family crying cte 
Shooting blocks they got concerned so they start using ctv 
I’ll Catch his ass at Benihana and stop his fucking heartbeat

(Prod. Me, 2ico, donotdisturbgov)

Eye 2 Eye

Lyrics:
Smoke risin up in the back of the room while the lights keep flashin like a paparazzi chase
Sweat on her skin, got a shine like is sin, and she movin like the rhythm is her only escape
Eyes roll slow when the bassline drops, feel the whole floor shake like a fault line break
Bottle in the air with a lit cigar, and the whole crew lit like a city on flames
She slide on the beat with a look so cold, every step like a warning with the heels that speak  
Red heels click with a toast to the night, and the DJ spin like the vinyl gon bleed
Phone on mute, no tags, no trace, we ghosts in the city with a need for speed
Inhale slow, let the high just bloom, I’m floatin through the cloud like a lucid dream
I grin like a thief in the pulse of the heat, and I dance like the past ain’t got nothin to show
She laugh with a twist of the lime in her drink, sayin “One more shot, let’s forget what we know”
And we dance on the flo but she wanted to go, like the walls tell tales of the nights before There’s a haze in the air, like a memory’s breath, and the moment feel rich like a  
diamond war
Smoke risin up in the back of the room while the lights keep flashin like a paparazzi chase
Sweat on her skin, got a shine like is sin, and she movin like the rhythm is her only escape
Eyes roll slow when the bassline drops, feel the whole floor shake like a fault line break
Bottle in the air with a lit cigar, and the whole crew lit like a city on flames
Hey lil baby, you just know how im feeling
Sliding in a benz, you just know that we chillin 
Riding through the city, yeah the stars in the ceiling
Make a porn vid on triple X, make a million
Late night calls, now we pullin' up quick, Got her legs on my lap while she lightin' up a spliff
smoking out the v, yeah we high when we ride, ain’t no words needed, I can see it in her eyes
Flame up another while the world pass slow, I Love the way she move, I gotta  take her down real low
Backseat action, feel the city lights glowing on me, ain’t no interruptions, ain't no cops gonna fuck wit me
(Prod.Me)

City on Flames

Original Song: https://soundcloud.com/kallmesensei/peachbluntgirls-prod-suroguo
Original Artist: @kallmesensei

PEACHBLUNTGIRLS (PenjaminRips Mix X ReProd)

Lyrics:

@VampBitches
How tf I’m young but I’m feeling like I’m 20
Send some bullets through his back, he ain’t running from me
Smoke weed no percs, will I stop, probably 
Nah nigga I’m just counting bands like monopoly 
Chewing gum, I just need some percs I’m on broadway
- Really - 
Chopping off ya head and then I’ll put it on the dinner plate
Or maybe I will post it up, and put it in his driveway
Now the fam is screaming, crying, calling to the lord 
If he wanna try me then I’ll put his dumbass on the floor
Not even first 48 is gon see this fucking gore 
But I ain’t gonna get caught nigga cause I got the pape before 
If I find you nigga you just know Im keeping all the score
Sipping hella, ima crash out 
Blackout, ima kill that nigga then get back out 
Maxed out, when i get his cards ima max out 
Feeling like im vamp lil nigga got the fangs out 
wanna take him out, put bag up, Semtex 
Tryna take my shii bitch, you getting chin checked
Now I got my bread 300k and then I’ll put it on my neck
All these niggas talking shit but they not apart of the set
Fucking your bitch in the back of the ride
And I don’t give a fuck tell that nigga goodnight
Slide in the v when I up my pipe, 
When I’m shooting that nigga i bet he died 

@babyboyzel0007
yuh yeah that nigga finna die
these bullets ripping through his endoskeleton rip through his eye 
i roll that nigga up and smoke him that’s a brand new pack of za
that nigga ran up with his homies now they praying to allah 
okay like what the fuck
bitch im uppin up that score im getting my damn buckets up 
i up the glick up on that pussy nigga chicken he get plucked 
these bullets ricochet up off that nigga hit his kinfolk 
like COD i clip that nigga shoot him through that window 
yuh clip that nigga kill that nigga up in broad day 
like nigga you a puppy got four feet do what you dawg say 
i pull up with some stupid shit hit that boy with the ruger clip i act a fool like ludacris 
yo homeboy dead like rest in piss 
you do not got the recipe I should’ve got vasectomy let murder get the best of me but please god let me rest in peace 
these shrooms invade my brain just like an alien it’s hard to think 
these bullets fucking up that nigga back that boy he riley reid
i walk inside the function walk right out im looking fresh and clean 
yuh got it tucked up in my pocket 
nigga talking down on lunar bitch i best believe you stop it 
we gone pull up to yo crib and blow that bitch up with a rocket

(prod. Me & 9drwno)

Five Nights At Freddy's

Lyrics:

@VampBitches
Smoke a quarter of that quantum gas it got me lifting up
That nigga tried to run, he hit the ally, he a sitting duck
I Knuckle up and shoot him in the face that nigga should’ve ducked
Feeling like lil durk the way I crash, don’t cry just shut it up
Damn
I just got my reasons
That nigga tried to smoke my Brodie,
Dump the switch and leave it even
ran up in his house I know he sleep
I DUMP MY SWITCH AND LEAVE IT EVEN
How tf you catch a nigga when yo whole gang fucking leaking
Caught him tryna dip, we made him fold just like a futon
Kill that nigga, now he in a pack, that boy is too gone
line him up, I’m just in the cut, ready, banging for some action
Ain’t no back and forth, we dumpin first, we bringing all the static
feeling like I’m Hitler in the flesh bitch I’m just taking souls
Joseph statin got my word I’m shooting with my totem pole
Flying through the city it’s 9/11 when I crash my ride
2014 school shooting I just had to see it in his eyes
If he wanna try, it’s Hiroshima, he get blown up
Now he dead, he can’t get back, he can’t call in for backup
His Brodie heard the BOOM I hit him now they just out of luck
I cross him up, these niggas don’t want smoke bitch I just stalk em up

@user-139057788
Got two gen 5's feelin 10 feet tall
Young matt ox bitch i'll break the fuckin walls
Damn, i meant the ceiling
Fuckin yo hoe and I aint got no feelin
Flippin them packs, yeah we really out dealin
Ridin down I-95 and im speedin
Pop me a perc and i feel like a demon
Pop his ass like a pimple he bleedin
I took a pic wit ya hoe and she cheesin
Im doin this shit, its easy
Diamonds be blindin know you cant see me
Feel like im xavier, said she need me
Im on that ape shit, goin rafaki
Posted up at Saks if you tryna see me
(if you tryna see me bitch)
Im feelin great (grate) i might turn em to chopped cheese
Told that lil hoe to get down on both knees
Ice on my neck and im feelin like Mr. Freeze
Stayin at home you a bum, you got no degree
I been balling out, feel like its major league
I been cashing out, i do this shit wit ease
Got that work to turn yo ass into a FEIN
Feelin like travis im pourin up lean

(Prod. PenjaminRips x 9drwno)

SITTING DUCK

just making music for the fun of it 

#PENJAMINCITY
#LUNAR

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