creds//
mix master and prod by me

cashout mike diss

words//
Yea that boy a pilgrim he from plymouth massachusetts  
Michael, when's the last time that you really got a new bitch?
Keep making those faces in your school you looking stupid
Keep on scamming bitches till your career getting ruined

Pussy boy he thinks hard, your music’s flaccid
Pussy boy got a head start, it's made of plastic
Chillin’ wit yo last bitch, stretch her like elastic
She ain't give you pelican she told me that you capping
Told me that you capping, Bitch what is your fashion??
Bitch I played yo music at my function and we laughing
Talking tough we mac him, if we catch you lacking
If he wanna tap in I think I might have to pack him

If we catch you lacking, smoking mike pack
Smoking mike pack

If we catch you lacking, smoking mike pack
Smoking mike pack

MIKE PACK

THIS IS A REMIX OF 42 BY PIERRE BOURNE I DO NOT OWN THIS BEAT


woah x8

[hook]
i dont want that ho bbg im callin u
pour me up a 4, you look back, i drank all the juice
turn the tv on to channel 4, im on the news
i want the hellcat or the wraith bae its hard to choose

[posthook]
i hear the swish, you cant even hit the backboard
i hit it then i dip, its like i got a Tarid passport
i heard u come home now im leavin out the back door
yeah im a bad sport, my jersey on your dashboard

[verse]
im busy kissing on her neck, double check,
then i hit that other bih from my texts, no respect,
turn the music down, my partner <3 on the phone and they upset
what you said? wtf? he put his hands on u again? 
you should start calling me a plumber cuz this chop will make u-bend
hes taking shots like he was at the bar, his fake ahh fkn vest
i left his body on the concrete, should have stayed back in his ends
and i dont got no time for bches but these men can catch my hands

[verse]
yeah i was high all day i need a recap
yeah life been getting hard yeah i might relapse
yeah i need a big bad bih on her kneecaps
yeah i been smoking u can smell it when i speed past
yeah u been smoking but u smoking on that weak pack
u said u dont smoke every day so why ur teeth black
yeah i need my week back
yeah where my keys at
i want ur bih to swallow me i wanna see her c's

42 ~pierre bourne

mix nd master by me
prod @theozimmusic & @lavanguard

words:
Yea, drop an oxy in my hi-tech
There is no competition lil boy yea im best
And i do not play games so lil boy do not test
All this talking and talking you do like shut it
I aint do shit to you babygirl you know that is the truth
All you wanna do is kick me while im down and leave me bruised
Oxy and the hi-tech in my system that shit got me loose
Keep on fucking trying i guarantee that youre gonna lose

All these hoes mad that i glowed up
He got a toe tag that's why he ain't show up, ha
All these bands ima throw up
No i ain't sick, oxy put me in a coma, ah

Not up but it takes time
All that talking yo bitch fuckin’ me on facetime
That boy was lying i heard it through the grapevine
Just make your money lil bro i already made mine

I got this bitch tryna ruin my reputation
That boy say he gon’ fade me, so send location
Want a feature best pay me cuz i want paid son
Why you talkin’ bout k’s you never made one??

Porcelain drugs, Shawty wanna talk
So what's up? Yeah, okay
Show yo paystub
Boy you ain't got no racks up, yeah, okay
BB simons belts
Pulled 3 hunnid, show and tell, yeah, okay
I’m going to hell
But so is everyone else, yeah, okay

Yea, drop an oxy in my hi-tech
There is no competition lil boy yea im best
And i do not play games so lil boy do not test
All this talking and talking you do like shut it
I aint do shit to you babygirl you know that is the truth
All you wanna do is kick me while im down and leave me bruised
Oxy and the hi-tech in my system that shit got me loose
Keep on fucking trying i guarantee that youre gonna lose

All these hoes mad that i glowed up
He got a toe tag that's why he ain't show up, ha
All these bands ima throw up
No i ain't sick, oxy put me in a coma, ah

Not up but it takes time
All that talking yo bitch fuckin’ me on facetime
That boy was lying i heard it through the grapevine
Just make your money lil bro i already made mine

SHOW & TELL

outro prod me

prod dk + incomm + rxnn



these days the same shit goes on and on
find a way to be different theyre catching up
you wonder why everyones left you to rot in the dust
somethings missing… a key to the door
ive been looking for so long ive wanted much more
i let them walk by me while it pours
theres no remorse

now these bitches tryna mock me
tell me how you tripping while walking
got a big bag and a LA trip
and you still mad cause ur falling 
yeah my pockets fatter then pauline 
gotta lock in cant party
yeah dont fw me stop calling me 
yk im off the grid no omari west 
coast where the sun beams
she want the best she cant have me
yeah i put em to rest they cant find me
out here doing my best wheres my enemy?
and im fucking his bitch and she having my kids
while im kicking the shit at his crib 
she love it when im a prick
all these bitches on dick
smoking on gas shit got me sick

i truly dont mean it
i cant really see it
feel like @chanelfather when im stepping thru niemans
he say he the man but no one believed him
dont play like a fan you aint won me a feature
my days are not planned they students im teacher
these bitches wack
spend a comma get it back
they aint do it like me i dont lack

these days the same shit goes on and on
find a way to be different theyre catching up
you wonder why everyones left you to rot in the dust
somethings missing… a key to the door
ive been looking for so long ive wanted much more
i let them walk by me while it pours
theres no remorse

dont fall back
nothing lasts
stay intact

falling down
cant feel the ground
without a sound
lost and found

remorseful

remorse prod dk, incomm & rxnn

Cover Artist: https://soundcloud.com/elianoman
Producers: https://soundcloud.com/prodbyjackpott https://soundcloud.com/sapjer 
Feature: https://soundcloud.com/clevername9000

905
I just walked in there
Walked in there with tons of guns on me, nigga
Bitch, walked in with a tomi, tryna pop some niggas
I’m gon walk in tryna drop sumn, nigga
Why you talkin? I’m not tryna hear ya
Aye (What’s up?)
It’s the margiela man again
I feel like a margiela mannequin
(Don’t stop and stare)
I know it’s so hard, I-I’m so glamorous
(Bitch, I’m ballin, yeah)
Bout a hunnid thousand large
No time to have a fit, bitch
I’m bout to cash this check in
I’m just laughin to the bank, yeah
I used to get offended
Now it’s “man, fuck what you think,” yeah
(Here’s what I think)
All you niggas live like bums, all my niggas livin great
That lil boy ain’t shootin nun
Woulda thought he shootin blanks
How you come in with a gun but you scared to hit a stain?
These bullets hit him, bum bum bum
He might just get erased
(This glock hungry)
Tryna get him ate
Boy, don’t come outside, I’m in yo state
We got guns outside to hit yo face (Damn)
(Who they think they is?)
Lil nigga, you can’t play us (Man)
(What they talkin bout?)
Lil nigga, what you sayin?
We done told you we outside
We tryna hit you, get erased, damn
You see me outside
Shit, I’m just gon be like “hey”
It’s the margiela man again
I feel like a margiela mannequin
(Don’t stop and stare)
I know it’s so hard, I’m so glamorous
(Bitch, I’m ballin, yeah)
Bout a hunnid thousand large
No time to have a fit, bitch
I’m bout to cash this check in
I’m just laughin to the bank, yeah
I used to get offended
Now it’s “man, fuck what you think,” yeah
(Here’s what I think)
All you niggas live like bums, all my niggas livin great
(Ain’t that just great?)
We packin K’s
And if they play
I put a bullet to they brains
Aye okay, I’m gettin paid
I’m with my gang, we chasin money everyday
It ain’t no way I’m gon let somebody livin touch my chain
I had to let it spray, fuck it, put him in the grave
Damn, this shit get serious
I can’t be givin out names and locations (Hell nah)
I know you hate it, but baby, I’m famous
They know me all across the nation (Yeah)
I know they hatin, but fuck it, I made it
I’ll post all my watches to flex in they faces
My wallets blue faces, I fill up suitcases
These muhfuckas pissed cus they wasted
Muhfuckas want my spot, yeah
Better get yo thot, uh
Tryna act like you rich
Muhfucka, you is not
We hit the mall
We see something we want, we cop
You’d think I’m a muhfuckin margiela mannequin
Spend so much time in they shops, yeah
Me and my clique at the top, yeah
We run it up and can’t stop, woah
Just take a look at the watch
Muhfuckas see me on TV and watch
Bitch, I’m the muhfuckin GOAT, yeah
I’m finna act like I’m not
And I give a fuck about none of these thots
I’m runnin up to the guap, yeah (Thwip)
(What’s up?)
It’s the margiela man again
I feel like a margiela mannequin
(Don’t stop and stare)
I know it’s so hard, I-I’m so glamorous
(Bitch, I’m ballin, yeah)
Bout a hunnid thousand large
No time to have a fit, bitch
I’m bout to cash this check in
I’m just laughin to the bank, yeah
I used to get offended
Now it’s “man, fuck what you think,” yeah
(Here’s what I think)
All you niggas live like bums, all my niggas livin great

Margiela Mannequin (feat. WhoIsJordan) [prod. jackpott & Sapjer]

Mixed & master + prod & guitar by me 

*LYRICS* 
We'll start another world 
but ill be buried before its done
but will it start at all? x2

Its so cold, internal winter 
feels so warm, its getting closer
(closer) its left me curled 
 
We'll start another world 
but ill be buried before its done
but will it start at all? x2

Restart

#likewhat featuring dpf prod. pk

down ft sint sped up

funny haha csgo moment

ft:
@barcolds
@atractixn

prod:
me + @7sabrr7

in the ground w/ barcode, atractixn (blckhrt, sabrr)

OVRATED X ChanelFather

thanks to @savageboyback for going crazy on this
lyrics...

adriiaas:
verse 1
Ima skip this town cause ts don't got no meaning
i been blowing clouds just so i can feel the ceiling
sorry i can't stay girl i got no better reasons
i been free falling ain't nothing beneath me
ima be ballin don't you think bout callin me
only typa checks i wanna see when i deposit 
you're in the wrong no i aint wrong for that
ima smoke strong till i can't interact

Hook
girl i cant promise you that ill stay
feelings on and off
i feel you textin me all day
got no time to call 
i been grindin you can tell that i been working hard
feeling distant from you girl no i can't feel at all
washed up im jaded 
what was you saying
cant focus im faded
nothing making sense to me
you think that i use you cause you giving sex to me 
everytime we talk what seeps is your jealousy 

verse 2
yk damn well im the one
you think all your friends gon pile up in the backseat of my car
bitch yk betterrrr
but ill take you on a run
you ain't used to all this money tell your last to get his funds up
i been smokin on this fye
my eyes red just like my cup
i cant drive girl pick me up
maybe you it after all
all the times i ghosted you and you still picking up my calls
girl stop picking at my draws 
you gon make me close the door

Gzerod:
verse 3
I ain't tryna rush
But witchu girl I been femin
I been smoking kush
Get so high we touch the ceiling
All you do is fuss
I don't know girl whatchur needin  
Trippin bout da last time
She wet like a faucet
I been feeling nautilus
Everytime I walk in
All they do is talk shi
I like how she's stalkin
I might jus go all in
See me in between her I start swimming like a dolphin
I could see the picture I hope that we keep on drawing
Once I gotchu i won't letchu go 
Girl I'll letchu take control 
I know you like da way i roll 
If you love me let me know 
My 
Feelins done bet set in stone 
Take a flight ta Mexico 
I'm stacking I make hella dough 
Why yu hit my telephone

MIKE PACK

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