Death Row Greatest Hits

Hit Em Up (feat. Outlawz)

Boss Mode | Evil Neuro Theme

WE DON'T TRUST YOU

Future, Metro Boomin & Kendrick Lamar - Like That

Lost My Soul

King tonka

@waytooanti
insta: instagram.com/waytooanti

yuh bitch dont talk that
yuh bitch dont talk that shit
i got money comin
i got money comin in yuh
yuh bitch dont talk that
yuh bitch dont talk that shit
i got money comin
i got money comin in yuh
aint it crazy how they switchin on the kid
always had your back when times got rough you copped out like a bitch
huh yea im too lit anfd this lil bitch got me pissed
eat a dick yea told all of my haters they aint shit
im the shit yeah
spent a couple band on my fit
took your bitch
waytoofuckinganti bitch im him
bitch im mobile like a sim
servin fiends early am
and your bitch know who i am
i just want a million
fuck it i been on the road im chasin all these bands
she give brain like she on honor roll yeah she my favourite fan
i been chillin i been all alone yea i just want revenge
i luv money but you know im still gon spend
i like codeine i been pouring up that tris
like lil tony i been running from the jakes at 3am
i been driftin
 i been swervin
 i been riding thru my ends

3am [prod. voodoox9 & ameisswut]

Family Matters

Drake - Family Matters

fallschirmjäger remix

(prod. xeltxrx)

HELLO APES!
I am here again to drop some knowledge on your ass. Did you know that Belgium is the country with the largest quantity of milk cartons per capita? Over 2000 milk cartons per person. WOW! That's a lot of milk. This is a true fact, go fuck yourself.

Anyways, lyrics--

Pop a pop a cap, in his face bitch.
Off a couple tabs, feel amazing, when I spray shit.
Dead cops, on the pavement, fried bacon.
Ten shots, I go apeshit, with the stainless.

Fresh meat is my favourite, what I'm tasting.
Blood drippin' to my ankles, red laces.
Can't breathe with the placement, of this makeshift
-mask, trying to restrain how I eat up your patients.

Static electricity, I'm seizing on the floor.
I'm an addict, I grow sick of it, while fiending for some more.
Grab the blicky, life is riveting, unstable with my thoughts.
Pack a billy and I'm ripping it, go crazy with a bong.

Send shots through your home, send a bullet through your son.
Break locks on the door, trigger, pull it then you gone.
New box every month, I restock all the drugs.
I ain't had this all before, but with this power I'm a god.

Pop a pop a cap, in his face bitch.
Off a couple tabs, feel amazing, when I spray shit.
Dead cops, on the pavement, fried bacon.
Ten shots, I go apeshit, with the stainless.

Fresh meat is my favourite, what I'm tasting.
Blood drippin' to my ankles, red laces.
Can't breathe with the placement, of this makeshift
-mask, trying to restrain how I eat up your patients.

Red Laces

Red Laces

OKDante

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