hyperpop+hyperplugg+diary+pluggnb+hyperjerk

@vlorich
@jxyy2k

ok dis ho* so dam freaky man she wanna fuh da gang
shoes dem ho*s say Prada  
but the shirt say helmut Lang.
yuh
ni*a do not shake my hand lil boy ion kno yo name
and dis ho* wan me 2 quit the wok 
lil ho* yo ahh insane. 
yuh yuh, had 2 tell fat ho im in luv w da drank. 
Yuh . Turn tht lil shi down, boy we kno tht shi don’t crank.
yuh. Walk up innat bank Yk the teller kno my name 
pretty h*e say tht I’m different but ik my a* da same.
huh yuh had 2 cut tht bih she do the most 
huh huh drop dem racks up on my fit yea j to boast
huh huh , walk up innat bih w jxyy let’s have a toast
huh huh, f*kin onnat nihh bih and he ain kno. Omg
bih we got dem sticks on deck j like we playin cod
this ho wanna cuff me but we j f*kin.  do yo job
y tht nihh flex like that stick on snap like his ahh won’t get robbed 
young nihh onna block, walkin round I got that za 
i got tha shi ho* plz tap in. 
bankroll next to my fn 
and my ho* Christian but i sin.
when I was broke I jumped dat fence
dese nihh broke they don’t make cents (sense) 
dese nihh fake, see thru like lens 
I’m drilling shi w evil twin.
yuh 
Drilling shi bih w slime 
vetements or da number nine
u ain bout dat. Stay inside 
She wan fuh
Break dat spine 
u a slut. Y u cryin ? 
Dis ho* tell me bout my sign.
idontwannahearbouddathuh.
i don’t wanna hear bout dat shi 
ho* stfu nd j suck onnis dih
don’t play me yo shi cause that shi f*ckin shi.
i got dat glokk on me pop his ah like zit 
glock on me nihh u can get dropped
I’m up inna A servin wock .
oh yea. Grab me a dub of that raw. 
Got dat lead on me but nihh I don’t draw.

ok dis ho* so dam freaky man she wanna fuh da gang
shoes dem ho*s say Prada  
but the shirt say helmut Lang.
yuh
ni*a do not shake my hand lil boy ion kno yo name
and dis ho* wan me 2 quit the wok 
lil ho* yo ahh insane.

insane prod jxyy2k

Lyrics:

Bitch, she got a dark soul
We in Anor Londo
Totin' big fucking guns, shit you ain't heard of yet
Can't fuck a bad bitch? Where yo fuckin' confidence?
I like fucking fashion
Truck a nigga, Madden
I swear I just made niggas
Where my fucking patent?
All the shit I gave niggas
They so damn ungrateful
All the shit I paid for
Fuckin' bankroll, nigga
Fake pole, nigga
Try to steal from me, we taking fingers, toes, bitch
Get low, get low, miss you
Why they always wanna misuse me?
I just wanna do good by you
I'm gone stretch a bitch out like she Luffy
We got rocket launchers, do you, before you do me
R.I.P. my nigga Goonew, may you R.I.P.
You got 1c, one chance, this ain't no fuckin' RP
She say I'm so handsome and she fond of me
Bad bitch a dancer in them skinny jeans
Toxic bitch, she cancer and she say I'm mean
I'm like, "Where yo manners, grammar?"
She a whole fan of Hannah
Fan of Hannah
Montana
Racking kills up on my Apex banner
Keep a pen tucked, getting geeked every second
I ain't in Texas, but get merked for trespassing
Fuck a fat hoe, I swear her name was Gladys
I can't crash out, I feel too damn happy
I'm right in the booth, right now, as we speak
You're fucked if you leave me

hannah montana (meta)

kintsugi (xangang x symels)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/RvgHv6PM61U?si=IrWDUMRMQjunZNpx

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

fragged aht (meta)

time wasted (symelz)

corners (symelz)

Lyrics: 

Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Dumb bitch dropped the fuckin’ wood, guess I’ll let it go
Shit, I’m goin’ up she talking bout, “As you should, Lil’ Woke”
Bitch you uppin’ fye in function, is you dumb lil’ bro?
Why do I surround myself with dumb and dumber hoes?
Lil’ Jay came with racks and now he thumbing bro
Used to have your back and I was gunning for you
Bad enough, you took her back, you cuffin’ her
Casper on the crime scene, left no fuckin’ evidence 
That’s the fucking plan
Trippin’ ‘cause I’m nonchalant. That’s just how I am
Me and twin got LooseLeaf’s for days, fucked the whole gram
Where my freedom at?
Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Chattin bout lil’ fragged aht, but you ain’t do that shit
Talkin’ out yo ass, fuckboy ain’t making no sense
My bad ‘cause I’m in this bitch trying to make a difference 
I guess it’s my bad that your old bitch trying to be on my dick
This nigga been lagged, his whole career back in 2016
Slow down droppin’ all that BS, that shit with the bad mixing

let it go (symelz x meta)

(Ha, let’s go)

Slim in the waist, so I gave her a hug
I don’t let none of my hoes wear Uggs
Nigga talmbout Gen 5?
New Gen 5, now he think he a thug
Knowing my brother gon’ slide
Zone 3 nigga, yeah, I came from the mud
I can make one call, niggas gon’ spin

Really my brother, might as well be twin
Need another Glock, he ain’t like the FN
Flauge ass niggas really be on some fu shit
Twin ran down on you, nigga you ain’t do shit
Yeah, I keep fire, but a nigga be cooling
Diamonds on super soak, “Yuuling”
Hit a nigga with a Hadōken
Hoe tryna fuck, I done ran out of semen
Fuck ‘bout a Scat, nigga I’m tryna go Demon
Niggas be hoes, that’s how it be seeming
Step on a nigga, I ain’t even see him
It be some fine shit in my DM
Black boy, white boy swag like Ian
Fuck ‘bout a Benz truck, I want a Lotus
Been had pape’ nigga, how you ain’t notice
Nigga I been havin’ like way, way before this
Swap the hoe out if I see it ain’t working
Shawty watch anime, she a lil quirky
She ain’t got no flaws, she a lil perfect
Fifty-round drum got the Gen 5 twerking
Drum on a thirty Glock, make that hoe glitch
Straight out the mud like I came out a ditch
Get out of pocket, I’m sending a blitz
Pull up in Demon they thought I was rich

Slim in the waist, so I gave her a hug
I don’t let none of my hoes wear Uggs
Nigga talmbout Gen 5?
New Gen 5, now he think he a thug
Knowing my brother gon’ slide
Zone 3 nigga, yeah, I came from the mud
I can make one call, niggas gon’ spin

Hadōken (prod. Corey Lingo)

wokeups & bradlee - ksubi at 17 *stickyglueunderground exclusive* (mixed by DJ SAM)

Lyrics:

Call my name like three times
Beetlejuice, I pop out
We done seen them boys grow up from them toys to Glocks now
I’ma beat that boy
Told him several times like, “Watch ya mouth!”
I don’t bleed blood
Vampires can’t suck me now
I done been there
I done- I done been there before
We done hit a stain
Hit a fuckin’ stain like dirty clothes
I done seen a snake
Ain’t even try to hide it, wipe your nose
John Doe
I’m so hidden, they don’t know, yeah
I told you
30 bullets blow
What the fuck you gon’ do?
We don’t got DAWS, but we fasho got pro tools
(Got pro tools, got pro tools)
Got whole Glocks
Ready to bust his eye
I hide the rocks in socks
I got future dreams, premonitions, spoil the plot
She don’t fuck with me
She don’t fuck with me, I see it
Mr. Krabs, money bleedin’
(I see ghosts when I see sheets)
(Sheets, sheets, sheets, sheets, sheets)
I see dummies in my eyes
I see dummies in my eyes
This lil’ hoe, she think she is the prize
I’m focused on the process and the grind
Oh my god
Stare at the sky, I’m feelin’ so blind
I’m getting geeked off the 3.5, oh I’m so high
We get him gone in a short time just like a Vine
Talking to you, I’m talking to you, I’m talking to her
I’m talking to you, I’m talking to you, I’m talking to her
You hoeing around, I already know, my feelings not hurt
Huh, bridges burn
Tables turn
You folded, I’m goated
I’m gold
I noticed, you know
Did bogus

i don't bleed blood (p3rc30.wav)

get u rite (prod. xangang + corey lingo)

@benjicold @1600j @boofpaxkmooky* 
prod me & @stoopidxool

benjicold x 1600j x boofpaxkmooky ‎‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎hml/friends

melroses

wokeups - melroses (violet)

[INTRO // INTERLUDE]
Your eardrums have cobwebs and are rusting

[CHORUS]
Yeah them bitches love my swag!
Rockstar shit, yeah I get that bag!
All my girls have swag, I ain't fuckin' with no hag!
Bitch I fuck around, buy her Gaultier bag!
Smoke it all away, shawty dyin' inside!
Lie, lie, lie, lie, yeah! Oh, one more lie!
Rockstar! Rockstar! Jeans down, yeah they always sag!
Green-Crack! Made me slow! Bitch I l-l-lag!

[VERSE 1]
Bitch you know I'm gon' be tycoon!
Pull up armed like a dragoon!
Ice on me, wrapped 'round like cocoon!
Miami girls wanna see my lagoon!
Your rent gon' be on my neck!
AKimbo body on my chest!
OD on this weed I press!
Tramp stamp on her ass, carress!
Jaded London, feelin' brazzy!
Take Lithium, bitch is brazy!
Freaky hoes, wild out thats brazzy!
On my mama, fit is brazzy!
Smokin' weed, I'm livin' teenage!
Flyest teen, I'm livin'! TEEN X!
Combat boots, I'm livin' steezy!
More like me, she wanna be me!

[VERSE 2]
Ugh! If the Lord on my side, who gon' be my op?
Yeah if I was scared of green, who gon' smoke the kush?
Ugh! If I ain't in the stu, who gon' make my songs?
Ugh! If I ain't fuck no hoes, who gon' make my son?

[INTERLUDE]
Your eardrums have cobwebs and are rusting

[CHORUS]
Yeah them bitches love my swag!
Rockstar shit, yeah I get that bag!
All my girls have swag, I ain't fuckin' with no hag!
Bitch I fuck around, buy her Gaultier bag!
Smoke it all away, shawty dyin' inside!
Lie, lie, lie, lie, yeah! Oh, one more lie!
Rockstar! Rockstar! Jeans down, yeah they always sag!
Green-Crack! Made me slow! Bitch I l-l-lag!

...


let it go (symelz x meta)

wokeups

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