LYRICS---

Semi-Auto!, I make that thang pop twice
you got bullets in your rib cage bone tone white
Semi-Auto, I got space up in my clip
fill it up and bang it let the blood flow drip x2

 and imma riiiide till the wheels fall off
put that stripper on my tongue and pray to God I nod off
good God I'm a mess I can never get off it
Fucking up again I wake up laying in a coffin
on the dope smoke a bitch ate all my money like a gator gator
Fang over Fang I tend to take credit for spending paper
I smoke what I smoke, so you can smoke what you want
I ain't the one to tell a bitch, you only stop when you want

So easy come, easy go, easily I shoot the dope
bitch I'm on a run and I ain't coming back I pack a hoe
Easy come, Easy go, Bitch I feel like Kirito
Black on Black I pack it back I'm rolling like we with the stones

"bitch you said you got it but you don't I got that Packa Packa" x4

Semi-Auto, I make that thang pop twice
you got bullets in your rib cage bone tone white
Semi-Auto, I got space up in my clip
fill it up and bang it let the blood flow drip 

"bitch you said you got it but you don't I got that Packa Packa" x4

Stupid lil bitch get the fuck out of my way hoe
she said she don't wanna talk to me cuz I'm an asshole x2

SEMI-AUTO (prod. XMXN)

MOBBS RADICAL x THE FALLEN KING- CARDI NO CARDIGAN(PROD. JON LOC)

Prod pxlsdead
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover: Zack Dunn

(LYRICS)

PROPHET:
Extended clips
on some movie shit 
Red beam to his head 
now he shivering 
Imma eat his raw organs 
like the liver king 
Imma stomp a bitch out 
In my timberlines 
Get too much pussy 
I could never simp 
Certified pimp 
walk with a limp 
Got so much money
that I swim in it 
Smoking like I have no 
Fucking limit bitch 

roll another blunt 
all gas 
no spliffs 
Shots to his top
And his wig 
got split 
Slit wrists 
in the bedroom 
let it drip 
Breaking through the back 
Now we’re in yo crib 
556 
goes through yo ribs 
Imma hit his face 
with hollow tips 
Beam on the stick 
So I cannot miss 
Fuck the cops 
Im yelling kill all pigs 

(roll another blunt 
all gas 
no spliffs 
Shots to his top
And his wig 
got split 
Slit wrists 
in the bedroom 
let it drip 
Breaking through the back 
Now we’re in yo crib 
556 
goes through yo ribs 
Imma hit his face 
with hollow tips 
Beam on the stick 
So I cannot miss 
Fuck the cops 
Im yelling kill all pigs)

MILITXNT:
Run it hit it spit it with the motherfucking blade up in my pocket u ain’t living 
fighting with the devil he keep hissing got the bullet right beside me I ain’t missing 
I got blood up in my throat I keep on spitting 
I’m gonna run it up 
im gonna fuck it up
taking your life better give it up 
so many bullets I spread it up
blood in my throat gonna cough it up 
feeling like shit
talking to demons it’s making me sick 
coming for you I don’t pick 
light up and smoke him then flick 
I got my blick dance on your grave take a piss 
Glock 19 wit a beam ready scheme 
gang right bedside me we making a scene 
sipping the blood im a feen 
knife to his head imma cut it off clean


roll another blunt 
all gas 
no spliffs 
Shots to his top
And his wig 
got split 
Slit wrists 
in the bedroom 
let it drip 
Breaking through the back 
Now we’re in yo crib 
556 
goes through yo ribs 
Imma hit his face 
with hollow tips 
Beam on the stick 
So I cannot miss 
Fuck the cops 
Im yelling kill all pigs 


roll another blunt 
all gas 
no spliffs 
Shots to his top
And his wig 
got split 
Slit wrists 
in the bedroom 
let it drip 
Breaking through the back 
Now we’re in yo crib

PROPHET X MILITXNT - ISOLATE

lyrics:

Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want, nigga I already done it

Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want,

Nigga, I already done it

Shorty wanna fuck me in the back when we clubbin’
Want a couple bands? Shorty lemme show you somethin’
Talkin’ all that shit, but you ain’t makin’ nothin’
Anything you want, nigga I already done it
Said she wanna fuck with a gangsta, damn
Louis V all up on my clothes hanger, damn
Racks turn your bitch to a dancer, damn
Said she in love with the gang, oh damn
Fuckin’ for the night, then I leave, she ain’t important
She shake her hips, off a pill, that bitch hoein’ 
I don’t want a lover, this just for the moment
When it hit 12, then lil’ bitch know I’m going
Can’t cuff, lil’ bitch, but the sex good
I need me one more thot givin’ neck, too
Hop out the whip, then we hop in a jet, fool
Me and Yuutsu goin’ up, we the next two
Bitch, dance

Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want, nigga I already done it

Why do you hate me, nigga
All that instagram trollin’, you bitchin’
Nigga, where you live? 
I’m finna hit yo bitch left pumpum 
Put on my song she gon’ dance, na-na-na-no 
Shake that shit left to the right 
Shorty you a hoe, I like the way you ride 
We finna dance through the night, oh 
Yea, these niggas can’t do it like me 
I’m a real mofuckin’ goat, real OG
For me, she gon’ drop to her goddamn knees
(The queen, you don’t need no goddamn ring, you know you stuck with me)
I’ma pull out that ninja turtle if he actin’ up
We cannot mess with red, that’s that dirty stuff 
Sippin’ that purple, that perc got ‘em messin up

(Damn cousin)

Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want, nigga I already done it

Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want, nigga I already done it

(Dance, baby show me how you move
One chance, take you on a ship, might cruise
You flex, tell me what the fuck that gon’ prove
Two shots to your head if you movin’ like a fool
Now you duckin’
Pussy boy talkin’ all that shit mean nothin’
10 on my kicks, my fit 20 somethin’
Tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin’
Everything you want, nigga I already done it)

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