prod by jaye 

mixed by me & 13!

Lyrics: 

Wait you hear the distortion
I put a fuck nigga in the sky now he light as a feather
Nigga like Horton
If it's free I'll throw Two 23's at a nigga
Make him jump man like Jordan
Emo with a bag get my cut get my portion
And these niggas be sad imma spin like contortion
Don't want her in my life, cut her out like abortion
With the gang every night and we making a fortune (huh)
"Do you want a cookie"
Yes I do
Got that boy chopped up now her Chinese food
I don't give one fuck, why would I need to (two)
"Get it cause like two and to are basically like the same word, haha"
Like bro shut the fuck up
I grab my knife from the shadows, I snuck up
Put that boy straight to bed "night night" nigga tuck up
"Once upon a time there was a bitch ass nigga"
And It's you
That's yo bedtime story
Yo girl him me up whenever she horny
I don't masturbate, I make yo girl do it for me

Imma walk in choppa finna hit his back
Niggas talking but he speaking all that cap
Shawty gawking got her spit up on my lap
Niggas dropping make lil brodie take a nap
On god, you niggas forgot that I do this
I get the beat, then I chew shit
Nigga, I'm too lit
I leave him stained like a tulip (red)
Didn't have two (to), I pulled up with two sticks

Wait you hear the distortion
I put a fuck nigga in the sky now he light as a feather
Nigga like Horton
If it's free I'll throw Two 23's at a nigga
Make him jump man like Jordan
Emo with a bag get my cut get my portion
And these niggas be sad imma spin like contortion
Don't want her in my life, cut her out like abortion
With the gang every night and we making a fortune (huh)
"Do you want a cookie"
Yes I do
Got that boy chopped up now her Chinese food
I don't give one fuck, why would I need to (two)

Distortion 3 (The Finale)

#no #no #no! [yk x dosi]

Lyrics:

(Yuh, Aye, Gang)
(Aye, Aye, Yuh)
(Ok Like Yuh, Aye, Huh)
(Ok Like, Ok Like Uh,Ok Like, Uh)
(Ok Like Uh, Ok Like Uh, Ok Like Uh)

I'm finna ride nigga with that drake
Get back bitch outside nigga with my gang
He dissing online
Brodie will not say that shit, won't say that to my face
On god, I send a nigga to the lord
Boy you is a bitch up up in that ford
Choppa come in packs, making that shit roar
Yo bitch getting thrashed cause that bitch a whore
And she make it clap now she on the floor with it
I gotta stick but can I quick scope with it
I stay out the mix, these niggas not knowing shit (uh)
I'm kicking that bitch like it's a field goal with it (uh)
I'm tryna get rich if you not you can't go with it (uh)
This ice on my wrist, yea that shit get to flowing shit (uh)
Osama like shit in this hoe I be blowing it (uh)
In the back of my crib, yo shawty deep throating it (uh)

I cant lie bro I wanna thank yall niggas for 50K bro
It's crazy cause nigga-
I don't even fucking drop
I don't even know how I got to this point bro
Why am I still here

Like bitch, I just run it
In this hoe got my gun in
Why lil bro keep on running
Ain't no 1s bitch we jumping
Smash his ass like a pumpkin
A hole in him like dunkin
Yeah yo bitch I be fucking
Jolly Ranchers cause that hoe keep sucking
You a bitch on nothing
Run up and these bullets I'm dumping

I'm finna ride nigga with that drake
Get back bitch outside nigga with my gang
He dissing online
Brodie will not say that shit, won't say that to my face
On god, I send a nigga to the lord
Boy you is a bitch up up in that ford
Choppa come in packs, making that shit roar
Yo bitch getting thrashed cause that bitch a whore
And she make it clap now she on the floor with it
I gotta stick but can I quick scope with it
I stay out the mix, these niggas not knowing shit (uh)
I'm kicking that bitch like it's a field goal with it (uh)
I'm tryna get rich if you not you can't go with it (uh)
This ice on my wrist, yea that shit get to flowing shit (uh)
Osama like shit in this how I be blowing it (uh)
In the back of my crib, yo shawty deep throating it (uh)

Serial Projects (50K Freestyle)

pounds [urkids]

(prod. michael rose x gavin hadley x miles julian)

A.N.J.I

All the shit going on right now got me losing my mind
I'm faded
And I can't fuck with you no more this shit wasting my time
I'm too jaded
Like damn, I need to face it
With you, I wasn't complacent
All this flipping and flopping, I hate it
Like damn why is we still...

Fuck
I can't be with you, this shit fucked me up
I go to sleep, wish I don't wake up
Up in my head bitch I'm on the run uh yeah
I'm just in a rush
I just be thinking 'bout shit too much
And I just be doing this shit too much
Dead-ed this shit lil' bitch say hush yeah
Haven't been up on this shit in a while huh
These niggas tried copy my style
Choppa go uh that shit going pow (uh)
It's hitting yo mans right now
If he up in the air, we gon' gun that boy down
Bitches always be staring when I come around
Moving in silence I don't a sound
With the cash I be dying lil' bitch imma drown

(yeah)
All of my niggas be mufuckin' paper making
Niggas talking but ain't shit they fucking making
We pull up on his block leave that nigga shaking
We gon cook that lil' nigga he easy baking
And he said he gon rob me ain't shit he taking
Brodie said he gon pop me you is mistaken
I walk out with that tommy start terminating

All the shit going on right now got me losing my mind
I'm faded
And I can't fuck with you no more this shit wasting my time
I'm too jaded
Like damn I need to face it
With you I wasn't complacent
All this flipping and flopping I hate it
Like damn why is we still...

(aye)
I'm tryna run up on him with that choppa it get to kicking
Fully auto hit his body now it's stricken
They can't fuck with me no I'm really different
Easy bake he get cooked up in the kitchen
When I slide on the beat lil' bitch I really rip it
I don't bang but my pockets be steady cripping
I got bread tunnel vision, I got money missions
You tried to run up on me you gon' end up missing

All of these bands done clouded my got damn mind
I'm jaded
But that's a known that imma make it with well due time
While I'm faded
If he want to run up on me tell that nigga don't waste no time
These niggas ass as fuck cant rap and he cant even rhyme
What the fuck
If I slide with the chop lil' nigga you better duck
If I got the stick nigga I'm finna bust
If a nigga talk down he get-
If a nigga talk down then he getting fucked up

Jaded ft 13! (aureola)

@kaisani - COUNT IT UP

Produced by @inffabe
Released by @lockehearts

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www.instagram.com/kaisanii/

Links to song
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/1lPdX4Old9I1hd51YpzwF4?si=5dae5f75be904af1
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/count-it-up-single/1674388362
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/kaisani/kaisani-countitupp
YouTube:

lyrics

don’t give a fuck
i treat that bih like a slut
getting money that’s a must
she know who i am , imma real ass nigga she let me roll up on her butt
yea my niggas roll up out the cut 
yea my niggas pull up down set hut 
it’s a band in my pocket count it up
it’s a gram in my pocket roll it up 
too much clothes told my bitch fold it up
all that hating shit gone get yo ass folded up
it’s a band in my pocket count it up
it’s a gram in my pocket roll it up 
5.56 on me i’m loaded up
niggas to shiesty it’s no one i trust 

said lil bitch ian playin no games
it’s a new year, you broke? that’s a shame
bitch tryna slide through, but she ain droppin drawls like why the fuck you tryna hang?
imma real deal vamp take that bitch to my crib and i show that lil hoe my fangs
shut the fuck up bitch when my phone rang 
pull the fuck up if you testing gang
like don’t lie i know where you live
my niggas pull up yo crib
niggas baby they wearing a bib
i don’t cap lil bitch this how i live
i don’t cap i don’t got time for fibs
got a stick it’s a extended blick 
nigga run down on me wrong he get hit
shoot a movie shoot extended clips

don’t give a fuck
i treat that bih like a slut
getting money that’s a must
she know who i am , imma real ass nigga she let me roll up on her butt
yea my niggas roll up out the cut 
yea my niggas pull up down set hut 
it’s a band in my pocket count it up
it’s a gram in my pocket roll it up 
too much clothes told my bitch fold it up
all that hating shit gone get yo ass folded up
it’s a band in my pocket count it up
it’s a gram in my pocket roll it up 
5.56 on me i’m loaded up
niggas to shiesty it’s no one i trust

COUNT IT UP

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scumbag.

Retiring "WhoSeanX" it was fun while it lasted. ❤️

- Starr