radar 📡 prod by @asa @carna 007

the pt2 beat is like a 2018 type beat lol

[pt 1 - 10/17/21]

[pt 2 - 12/5/21]

toothache pt 1 & 2 (mental / jane)

@GENC471 
@chanelfather

@bbyazul4k
@starboyrob
@prodstrang

cheat code! ft notelove (bbyazul x starboyrob x strang)

prod @vampiremutual

lyrics:
woahh
get a bag get da money up
blah blah blah (idc)
ya i know he gon run
ya lookin at my gun
i cant stay like
ya get yo girl off me
choppa finna b up
run up 2 da bag 
dont kno why u mad?
dont even feel sad 
it dont even matter

tell me wats the issue?
he get mad we gon blow him like a tissue (like a gun..)

ya why u fuck his bitch dude?
they like why u mad why u got an issue?
like fuck off what was i suppose 2 do
uhuh they gon tell me that i have to
uhuh choppa hit em from the back now
glockie got attachments
we gon have a man down

spotify

throw up

@lo3rd
@webkins for cover lol
noises:
put the money in the bag like i demanded 
we aint leaving if we go out empty handed 
run him over now we say that he in transit
mf i blew up u know i planed it

fucking on dis bitch she doing backspins, handstands 
i j beat a bitch you know im feeling like im kan kan (this is a joke)
shape shifting in that pussy man i feel like i'm sandman

they was talking shit but they don't want no war
i j fucked ur mom that's why u were born
i feel like i'm cian how i keep that sword
i j fucked ur bitch she wanted to record

i got bitches in the back lined up by order
she got big tits thin waist a little shorter
sucking on my dick she said she want me to record her
hop up out the coupe then i hop up in the four door

i got evil crew we posted in the backseat
pussy we gon run ur block j like a track meet
wanna talk that shit aint getting past me
he's a bitch boy he's saying that he'll pack me

but he's bitch made 
choppa wit a big blade
i don't give a fuck whata mf bitch say
im ur fucking dad ur my son u were a mistake
imma cut him up like a mf mixtape

lo3rd
ya, i got a lot of big guns, n im not sorry that ur gone
im gonna get to ya, yaaa
im fucking bitches likes a sport, goin round n round, im drivin bitches on my benzo
they call me the butcher, cuz i always get em chopped
yea why call me a loser? ill jus slit ur fuckin throat
get on yo knees, ya,u thought u got me
yo mom called, said she want me
but i wont fuck her imma star
i feel so sorry cuz u suck
i cant believe u still alive
yea back off, u know i cant stand u
ill jus shoot ur fuckin face off, face off woooow

donor ft lo3rd (yungcris)

prod @bbyazul4k @okjthousand
lyrics
@wehateclip
ya shot nd theres blood uh
only on da road
you dont even know us??
ya uh ya ya had 2 let em all in
ya smokin on dat pack
all i do is win
lead em 2 da back now
count my money cash cow
lead em jus like
count it on my own
ya they dont leave me lone
smokin pack u dont kno
big gas gotta (go)
ya choppa blow
hit him wit a hundred round
leave his body lost n found
dont kno what u talkin bout
screamin
@vis
woah 
u cant seem to run and get yo facts up
spread in the vicinity lil boy u better back up
racks up , throw them in the air they in the sky
he in a warehouse , throw him in , ya boy he aint alive :o
said he had a problem so i dumped him in a graveyard
yall pussies so cheap wit me i thought u was a fake cart
pop his head like vanguard
me and clip pull up like die hard
woahhhhhhh

hate u all🎧w/ visions

Utalk2Much shut it up 
@xayna16
@prod-octo
@venexxi

walk inside the club and shoot it up bitch I don’t dance 
I got this plug
get me special shit that’s coming in from france 
I got the loot 
in this big old duffle weighing down my hands
wut u gon do  
if u stay inside u might jus have a chance 

ha!
put yo body in a bag and zip it up 
he got packed 
bitch we sippn on dis blood it’s not no mud
he get smacked 
bitch I’m off dat perc booted up 
in the trap 
bro u talk2much shut it up

I don’t rock balenci I got 4s upon my feet
u do2much
ye these tecs all on me spray yo ass wit heat
uh huh
walk in wit the mob 20 deep
uh huh
walk in wit the mob 20 deep 

xayna :
walk up in the club bitch I dont dance
big ass choppa I cant stand
they been talkin on my name but bite my shit like they aint fans
they cant find me in my crib got too much blood up on my hands
Put sum shooters on his ass But I aint pay them in advance

they gn let me talk my shit because I run ts like track
n he gn keep on talking shit like I aint put him on the map
put a bounty on his head n have my dolphins drown his ass
all my opps done been surpassed xay done got ts too fast

me :
walk inside the club and shoot it up bitch I don’t dance 
I got this plug
get me special shit that’s coming in from france 
I got the loot 
in this big old duffle weighing down my hands
wut u gon do  
if u stay inside u might jus have a chance 

ha!
put yo body in a bag and zip it up 
he got packed 
bitch we sippn on dis blood it’s not no mud
he get smacked 
bitch I’m off dat perc booted up 
in the trap 
bro u talk2much shut it up

dance け xayna (octo + venexxi)

so fire
shoutout 1crusafix bcus i can
shoutout prkr blu for being gay
shoutout andrew tate for being the top g
shoutout mosh for enrolling in hustlers university

[lyrics]

make him run like a ##cartoon
talkin on tha gang nigga ur a fucking co -oo -oo -oo
talkin tuff up on the net
what u gon do
cant hang with the gang with the crew

I- I- I- ER- ER- ER-
uhhh- ahhh-
ima pull the trigger 
my racks getting bigger
you kno ima winner
a- a- a- a- ER- ER- ER-
uhhh- ahhh-
yeah my diamonds glitter
lil bro is supportin demons
that lil boy a sinner

[prkr blu]

rewire
i tune u like a capo
made a milly feelin like im Tate bro
i dont really care what u mean
talkin tough behind a fuckin screen

im with my brothers yea i die for em (die for em)
crash my fuckin car yea i drive a foreign
feel like mr. beast cuz i afford it
u aint got no money its a shortage

[me]
make him run like a ##cartoon
talkin on tha gang nigga ur a fucking co -oo -oo -oo
talkin tuff up on the net
what u gon do
cant hang with the gang with the crew

I- I- I- ER- ER- ER-
uhhh- ahhh-
ima pull the trigger 
my racks getting bigger
you kno ima winner
a- a- a- a- ER- ER- ER-
uhhh- ahhh-
yeah my diamonds glitter
lil bro is supportin demons
that lil boy a sinner

[my verse]

crusi in tha back
pull up wit that strap
talkin down on UHHHH-
get hit wit that gat
smokin on yo mans
he aint coming back
talkin on my team he get hit with that 
K K K uhhh-
hit em in his face(face)
feel like crusafix uhhhh-
pull up wit that blade(blade)
my boy prkr blu u- u- u- u-
that boy rly gay(gay)
nigga who ru
pls get out my way(way)

[crusi]

a-a-ah-ah-ah-uh
can u please stop talkin
roll him inside of the packk
smoke it til im fucking coughin
a-a-a-uh
whatchu be talkin about
pussy be talkin, im stomping him out
i got strap, and i walk in his house, aahaha

Blowing up, im popular
pussy walkin on my turf
put ur family on a shirt
ah shit, that really hurt

a-a-a-uhuhuh, 
wtf u (talkin bout)
choppas fucking (gun u down)
tracing all ur fucking routes

funnytunes

##cartoon

##cartoon w/ 1crusafix & prkr blu (internet joe)

s/o @iamerdo, @gicc, @1afflicted
first solo song in like a year LOL
make sure it doesnt flop
mixed & mastered by me

✿lyrics✿
[verse]
i cnt fold whn under pressure, gotta catch my breath
talkin tuff on twitter-ah-uh-uh, gonna stomp his head
bands up, bands up, bitch u kno im stackin bread
hands up, hands up, kill him now he fuckin dead

[chorus]
i like ricky's, i dont fuck wit vans
talkin tough, can u show a band
i got money in my truey pants
only friend is the president
x2 

[verse]
yea im going u-u-uh-uh, i dont wanna come down
dont knowwho to trust, only want me for my b-u-uh-uh0ucks
pussy talkin tuff, so you know he getting gunnedown
wanna test yo luck, kill his (uhh), before the sun (down)

im takng drugs like my addicted
purple stuff inside my cup you wonder what im sipping
choppa going bang, bang, bang, on his head now he missing
bang, bang, bang, hundred shots now he tripping

[chorus]
i like ricky's, i dont fuck wit vans
talkin tough, can u show a band
i got money in my truey pants
only friend is the president
x2

bang (erdo)

everything by me

this shit way too boring i told the opps to come outside
codeine got me snorin i got that glock right by my side
this shit aint what it seems, he got some beef when he ordered some fries
we gon shoot a movie shoot a scene, but in this one u gon die

oh yeah 
oh yeah
he said that he outside but ion even care
cuz i got my girl suckin my shit up yk that im holdin her hair
this glock got a twin, all of my guns you know that they comin in pairs
ge got fake diamonds ik he embarrassed

yeah im eatin steak im coolin in paris
ya u a lame that shit is apparent
she call me daddy but i aint her parent
writin this shit feel like a declarent
he got no money that shit is embarrassing
walk on the beat just like i was heaven sent
build this shit up just like a development
and im gonna meet u on top of the building, man
ya pull up to his block and spin it like a ceiling fan
ya she wonder why i broke her heart and did dat 
well i got no feelings man

this shit way too boring i told the opps to come outside
codeine got me snorin i got that glock right by my side
this shit aint what it seems, he got some beef when he ordered some fries
we gon shoot a movie shoot a scene, but in this one u gon die

in this one u gon die
come outside u gon meet all the guys
call that shit eye for an eye
he shot his shot and got shot yeah

all of my diamonds they rocked out
he talkin shit he got knocked out
i do a show and i rock out
work it like a job then i clock out

i just went out to the jeweler 
i spent a bag while ur pockets hurting yeah
ur diamonds not like my diamonds
my water clear while ur water murky yeah
i call that shit perfect timing
way i go up when i be out workin yeah
im up in the club, ouu thats ur girl 
you know that she twerkin yeah

(me being fucking mozart innis ho)

throw up

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