Produced by Gullyspit
Engineered by Gullyspit

intro hook:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 

verse 1:
out here living with the jingos got me going really crazy
i ain’t tryna fight you cause my 45 got no safety 
bitch I, bitch I been that black tar i been that gutter baby
y’all can’t really phase me
talking to the cops probably signing affidavits
you ain’t scaring me boy look down at your hands
why they shaking? told them come collect they mans
y’all ain’t making moves hope y’all got another plan
she wanna make a movie told her don’t use any hands
bridge 1:
everybody hit the floor
they been aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN LIKE

Hook 2:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOKING ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2

breakdown:
fuck the BASSLINE y’all don’t sound right
this shit basic y’all just sound bites
yo audience is all fucking alt-right 
stuck in my basement waiting to die, I
pass the note to the teller 
tell her give me those funds
pipe bombs on the pipelines
y’all ain’t ready for the flood 
/INTERLUDE/
bridge 2:
everybody hit the floor
they be aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN

hook 3:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2
*out here living with the*
outro: 
y’all don’t really wanna play
get my money get the fuck up our way
on my dick on my dick
that’s where everybody stay
don’t waste my time
go ahead and gimme brain

Grozny

lyrics: 

k i don’t knock, im rockin time to roll in 
one shot to pop his organs 
talk a lot just stop it phony 
bro y’all just got demoted 
drop the top and drive it stolen 
stop talkin i’ll ignore it 
stock the mops i got imported 
red dot up on your forehead 

k im jus out here getting my money up
might light that dummy up 
i don’t got fear i got hunnit drums 
might cop that honey bun 
when that glock hit, i go dummy tho 
like mike i’m glovin up 
in my cockpit, don’t get bloodied up 
hotshot i’m gunnin em with that 

big ol 40 on my waist 
start duckin rounds 
chrome 4 nickel hope to blow his brain
stop duckin down 
no description boy don’t got no face 
without a sound, i could lift him to them floating gates 
i broke him down 

and i bet you’ll never see me 
never stop twitchin 
yellow lamborghini, hella shots rippin
several men defeated, lever not glitchin
run up get deleted, better stop flinchin 

i tote them big guns 
hold the phone, i blow that pole 
that boy skippin dimensions
told him tho, i’m smokin all my foes 
that is the mission 
broke his bones then throw him to the wolves that boy gone missin 

k i’m in go mode 
watch me rock in slow mo
watch me knock him cold and 
toss his body far below tho
i be coppin scopes 
so watch me mop him on the gopro
shawty top me slow then i get back to popping fo fos, bozo

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contingency clip (prod. scorpio)

written / performed by @blckbrds + @sectunit
produced by @gullyspit
engineered, mixed + mastered by @lilsherm187
co-engineered by @tumaggz and SECT UNIT

MOLAR (w/ SECT UNIT)

https://open.spotify.com/track/4PK2lTdhuDZhfCmAdaJVi6?si=1c98fb103c3c4827

prod. pxlsdead

ride around
50 cal inside the window
shoot em down
we stomp em out
inside of the alley 
bitch dont fuck around
a hunnit rounds
i think thats how much inside the rifle
i forgot to count 
im to busy thumbin bread
while bitches throw it back
they bounce

bounce

50 cal unlocked a camo
hit a hunnit bodies
i been gettin bread
i fucked around and copped an audi
i put windows on the tint
so i could hide the body
loadin up this clip
to putem inside of his body
come and take ur bitch back
pussy wya
i been feindin blood
i fuckin wanna run it back

50 CAL / BOUNCE

make a big impact, let the dust set
i ain't fucking with that, you got me upset
gotta fill it with the act- make the cup red
i hear something, really got me wondering

like whats that,
hit em wit the comeback,
if you run up on me imma show you how da gun blast
smoking marijuana i be really tryna puff that
gotta run it back
really had a nuffadat
don't move, i got the juice
and i dont wanna spill it cause im fucking with you
dont wanna be the villian it is not what i'd choose
life ain't hitting right like its rolled too loose

fuck it i set it aside
feel so ahead of my time
filling my head up with lies
feeling the energy fly
never getting sleep, never rest my head at night
always moving cautious like im behind the enemy lines
fill me up with narcotics im sniffing a ketamine line
sick at the thought, of the demon thats sitting inside
cant stop, i dont see a meaning or reason to try
thinking i need a new life
someone come give me a sign

dont come close, i dont wanna hurt nobody no more
i just burnt all my money on dope, yeah my life be funny
but the jokes getting old 
x2

its like everyday that i try,
i can never get away from my mind
i always end up alone
its prolly cause the debt i made with my soul

PROXIMITY(prod. fumes)

Production, mixing and mastering by Gullyspit

Verse 1:
looking at my hands stretched out
what’s a preacher with a 45
talking out the side where the neck meets the bow tie 
where the flesh connects between both eyes
they won’t even sweat till we show em where the rope ties
you can get beat to death
burnt out the middle like a cigarette
watch the heat map form from the infrared
got newspeak’s clinging to rest 
got new feet bringing old bones inside to get dressed
no time better than past to get pressed
no fight in em let the rest forget
flood bringing mud but it stuck to porch steps
her hand covered up with blisters 
itch in the throat need to pitch the liquor 
images birthed in 
the skin infested
crave the silence when the pump arrested

Hook:
mama said it was always muddy 
and I better not track no shit
mama said I was always funny
but I speak with too much spit

Bridge:
i feel like a scarecrow
i know they all hate me 
no debate that I’m an asshole
bodies in the castle 
hanging right below the ramparts
i feel like a surgeon
now you spare parts

breakdown:
4 blank walls make em act corrected
4 inch tall need the aim perfected
counting minutes when the year is rented
countless visions of a body burned up
organs churned up 
rivers longs gone 
swerve the pot hole but hit the pilon
smell the fumes off the melted nylon 
fuck the pay stub
office Saigon 

Hook x2

Ugly44

Cash In the Center (W Skeletxrn) [prod 6a6ayaga]

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by Twothirtxxn
engineered by @salivagrey

PROXIMITY(prod. fumes)

VITAMJN

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