[ fammy. prod. @trelazzier ]

|beginning piece|

you cannot talk on dem dats fammy!
freak ahh hoe she but like pami (x2)

(you cannot- you cannot-) talk on dem dats fammy!
freak ahh hoe she but like pa-

i do me i get my cash.
dem niggas still screaming L2D- (damn)
dem niggas still screaming L2DC
my bad hoe gon blow her a bag!
my bad ah hoe finna blow her a bag.
dat nigga talkin n shii run it back!
dat nigga tellin on me like a rat.
dem niggas studying me like a fuckin exam!
~

|chorus|

me n my lil bro onna mission!
when i’m talkin better listen.
gold on my neck look like i been pissin.
when i walk in they like-     *smacks lips*
nigga be stressin.
when i walk in i’m bs’ing!
african beads they got dat hoe glisten.
cant fw dat boi, dat boi acting- (huh?)

i’m like "lil bro chill, nigga pipe down".
i gotta bad bih on me rn!
they fw da flow, dey fw da sound.
it’s fuck yo ex dat lil boi a clown!
i’m ballin hard nigga like brown.
pls do not talk on bro dats-

you cannot talk on dem dats fammy!
freak ahh hoe she but like pami.
i do me i get my cash.
dem niggas still screaming L2D- (damn)
dem niggas still screaming L2DC
my bad hoe gon blow her a bag!
my bad ah hoe finna blow her a bag.
dat nigga talkin n shii run it back!
dat nigga tellin on me like a rat.
dem niggas studying me like a fuckin exam!
i play dat bitch lika fuckin program.
my nigga i’m eating good eating mf yams!
my n my brudda ye we peanut butter n jam.
dese nigga weird af tryna scam.
bitch imma goat ain’t no mf lamb!
i finna take ya lil hoe outta-

|chorus again|

fammy. <@trelazzier>

prod @heyglumboy
cover by @noah.w.anderson

https://youtu.be/jWuRK9Yeido?si=Ev38qM8G_eYeZSwy

yameii p. glumboy *MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

Vocals by: troopa
Mixed by: troopa
Produced by: troopa

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love to count ma bag up
love to get my munyun
i cant cuff on that hoe
i jus wanna fuck sumn
count my racks & cut myself
bleedin out on all of my blues
call the plug up for my red
love to sip on quagen too
pints i got up in the back
gun on me im spraying too
my niggas go tit for tat
tell the opps it ain no rules
kills his manz cant get em bck
tell the opps i hate you
now that nigga heart dont work
yuh we gon cut that cable
yea my shootas too retarded i dont think they stable
we gon cap a nigga knee we make niggas disabled
hot as fuck im ina stu did it wit no label
cause i hate yall, all alone i cant fall
all alone i look for opps im coolin w my kit
why that nigga scared when he kno that i bleed the same as him
these lil niggas pussy they my sons, these lil niggas b my kin
ima big shark, niggas cant swim w us hit em in his finn
fuck around, hit em in his top
know a couple niggas off rocks
gotta couple niggas ina jam
#freekev he a top opp
he been crushing niggas ina county
niggas duck when they see cuh
bad btch w a D cup
ina back seat ina beamer
wanna link? i gotta see first
wanna fuck me? lemme see first
origami, make a hoe fold
now she wanna cry cause her knees hurt
im ina trap w a fever
gotta broke heart do a hoe dirt
like he tony stark, ima burn a hole innat nigga chest that shi gone hurt

pints i got up in the back
gun on me im spraying too
my niggas go tit for tat
tell the opps it ain no rules
kills his manz cant get em bck
tell the opps i hate you
now that nigga heart dont work
yuh we gon cut that cable
yea my shootas too retarded i dont think they stable
we gon cap a nigga knee we make niggas disabled
hot as fuck im ina stu did it wit no label
cause i hate yall, all alone i cant fall

cable #freekev

vocals by: troopa
mixed by: troopa
produced by: troopa

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i sell drugs so i could cope
i take drugs so i get high
i fuck hoes n then i smoke
i still got her on my mind
but i want that bitch to die
from the bottom of my soul
now they kno that im the goat
now they kno that im gon win
i dont need any of these hoes
i cant een trust nun of my bros
all these niggas envy
if they say they love you boy they dont
now i gotta up & go
bitch im finna roll my wood
count my bag & smoke my dope
i gotta gun for all my opps
this choppa like netflix ima kill a nigga on my block
do a nigga bad onna block (yea)
walk a nigga down he get shot (huh)
he was talkin down he get killed (yea)
why that nigga get off the porch? (facts)
i dont wanna trap anymore (no)
but its in my blood i adore it (yea)
luu kang kick a nigga door (huh)
ima have to kill a nigga for it

soul #freekev

vocals by: troopa
mixed by: troopa
produced by: troopa

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tht nigga talkin on bro he gon die too
im ina trap playin ps2
ima pull up w a weapon on me
legend of zelda off wii-u
wwe in this bitch
they like troopa i cant see you
i gotta gun on my side ina trap
sending tht boy to the ICU
taking the shroom i might level up
jus like a mario mushroom
these niggas doomed
finna go crazy i gotta emo peach in my room
i gotta emo hoe ina trap
she down to play a nigga like kahoot
i got donkey kong ina back
the arp gotta barrel too
gun on me like its BO2
i got 3 shadows in my room
nigga ima animal boy ima cross em
i could go backdoor his manz too
im finna do me a drill ina battle bus finna take me a little nigga loot
playin it coo, i mean coolin kit
ima krash a nigga bandicoot
pussy ima goat, rather die than lose
pussy ima vamp i could never die
in a V8 driving suicide
love to sip lean killing for a pint
kill em ina night
walkin w my pipe
bitch im finna blow
bitch i got the spike
boy yo music ass
nigga take a hike
i been smoking gas
get a nigga right
vamps ina night
we not finna bite
bitch i gotta bag
i rock numba nine
finna roll up dope
now im gettin high
tryna fuck this hoe
im not wasting time
had a bad bitch she was never mine
that lil hoe a slut
she losing her mind
tryna fuck my manz
but he didnt go
maybe, i dont kno?
maybe, i was right?
maybe i was wrong abt that bitch
maybe i was wrong abt these hoes
maybe all these hoes really js want dick
i was tryna give my love to all these thots
ima make a her poplock onna cock
ima let that dumb hoe gimme top
fuckin on this bimbo tell her lock in
i jus made 10 bands off of talkin
hellcat speed like mario cart
i give her D like im Diddy Kong
i gotta thick bitch she on me
i kno she evil tryna drop her drawls
she cant get over me n its sad
she'll fuck anybody so she can do bad
she'll fuck anybody to get over me
but it didnt work, now she coming back
really going out bad
but i got that bag
i dont need no nark
leave em ina past
hoppin in that jag
hit her from the back
drilling in that cat
smack her onna ass
im off a perc pop another tab
jugging the plug come n get it back
i gotta gun i could never lack
cause a nigga bankroll too fat
tell em send the drug money cashapp
G2 Taurus ima blast that

"you kno, im really that nigga for real.. you kno, nobody could really tell me other wise tbh like, these bitches really b trifling bra i cant een cap, i make too much bread to b focused on all these weird ass nigga bro, you kno? im really a troopa like thats jus what i do, stay 10 toes ima solider"

ps2 #freekev

vocals : wsgdrose
lyrics : wsgdrose
prod : prodyosu & prodyungrobin & mxlve
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all of these niggas gon die
catch a nigga innat night
mask on leave em fright
slut bitch like to play wit the toys 
but no that bitch not a dyke
my bitch dress real nice
fat pussy yea that shit tight
i been fuckin that hoe for to long
couple rounds goin all night
when i kill a nigga gotta feed my ego
make sure a nigga right
yea i do shit outta spite
couple niggas that i don’t like
mask on leave em in a fright
doing drills in the fuckin night
free drillz glad he don’t got life
got this white bitch snorting ice
off a perk got me thinking twice
do this nigga wanna lose his life ?
i got bad bitches on sight
slut bitch that’s what i like
dumb bitch but she uptight 
if the pussy good then i might wife
no i’m lying yea i’m capping
the way she eat dick that bitch need a napkin
why i’m thinking bout this hoe
when i only had her in the past tense 
she a bad bitch you ain’t know
why she lying she a fuckin hoe
she done cheated on me with three niggas
let me chill i gotta take it slow
let me chill
let me chill
no i’m not tryin crash out
niggas die off dat pill 
no i’m not trying lash out
i gotta new bitch now
but will she be the last now 
i don’t really even know
but fuck it i’m finna crash out
i been shooting
i been killing 
i been robbing
niggas stealing
these niggas can’t fuck with me
i’m goku these niggas some krillins
in my city i be chilling 
in yo city i be drilling
four door keep it tented 
bitch i’m moving like the senate
yung nigga never losing
nigga yea i’m always winning 
you niggas tryna ball 
but we don’t hoop like the pistons
niggas getting to that munyun 
niggas getting to that cash
fuckin on a slut bitch
slap her right up on her ass
all of these niggas die
catch a nigga innat night
mask on leave em fright
slut bitches like to play with the toys
but no that bitch not a dyke
my bitch dress real nice
fat pussy yea that shi tight 
i been fuckin hoes all night
i been fuckin sluts all night
all of these niggas gon die 
niggas can’t slime a slime
niggas really doing drills in the fuckin night
free drillz glad he don’t got life

 #freedrillz

crash

(on all platforms)

vocals by: troopa
mixed by: troopa
produced by: troopa

first song of 2024, we finna have a great year.

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i had to hop innat jag n get to that bag
a young nigga jus too cold
i had to spin that back used to be ina trap
love fuckin on emo hoes
i had to go get back, take me a hat
cause niggas tryna talk on bro
me n bro walked him down
niggas ain seen him around, since we blowed
no i cant trust no dumbass hoes
no i cant cuff no slut ass thot
i used to be downbad ina trap all day
used to kick my cup to davon
i used to be onna block ready rob me a nigga
they thought they was puttin shi on
no i dont fw these niggas, dont rock w these niggas
im not finna put niggas on
niggas cant keep shi real niggas not my manz
they b talkin bout me when im gone
these niggas pussy asfc n they mad at me
cause these niggas not going as far
i had to hop onna mic n then talk my shi
now niggas wanna tell me im hard
now when they see me up, when they see me turnt
now they claim they knew from the start
boy ima troopa i stand 10 toes
dumbass bitch tryna fck my bro
now she lost dont kno where to go
bitch dont run to me no more
real deal solider im really a goat
walkin' w demons i might take a soul
real deal trapper ill kick ina door
roll my weed n smoke my dope yuh
count my racks up, get my bag up
seen a opp, n get em gone
lotta friends that turned to opps
them niggas thought that they could run
henny in my cup again
call up kev to get em robbed
she made me sip that cup again
bitch you kno wtf you are

not puttin em on

Written By: @fuckdshyne
Mixed and Mastered by: @fuckdshyne
Prouduced By: @fuckdshyne + sxcrifice

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[Lyrics]

[Chrous]
I can’t do this no mo’
Not at all, not at all, not at all
Tears on my face, know you wanna see me fall
See me fall, losing it all
Yuh, ion got no hope
Doing this shit for my lil bro
Fa-Fa, nigga upping up the sco’
Ha-ha, nigga actin like it’s jokes
Had to tell that hoe I can’t post yuh
Told my brudda slide, he like oh yuh
I done put that bitch in go-goyard
I done told my nephew go hard

[Pre Verse]
This side, that side
She wan’ fuck round’ with my gang
Yuh, bitch I’m feeling like I’m Sosa
Got a big stick going bang
Like Cobain
Like a zombie, give me brain
Niggas lame, not the same
I can’t change, on my gang

[Verse]
I can not fall down
Got steppas all around
They wan’ steal my swag, yuh they wan’ steal my sound
And my pockets big bitch, and it got some pounds
With my nigga run shot down
Lost my soul, bitch it’s found
Im a king bitch where’s my crown
Yuh, know you hate it
Bullets red like Satan
I can’t cry about this shit, bitch I never made it
Damn, this nigga basic
Bitch I’m paper-chasing
Niggas talk behind yo back, I’m like bitch just say it

[Bridge]
Yuh, dropping em off like D.E.O
I get that bag like a C.E.O
Yuh, my bitch Spanish, she so cold she say “hace frio”
Yuh, and I’m keeping shit a hunnid
Huh, popping shit off with my cousin
Yuh, bitch we sliding no discussion 
Bitch I can not fail
Bitch I been a dog
I can’t tuck my tail
I can’t sell my soul
I can’t go to hell
I’m all on that block
Bitch I got Milly no Rock
Yuh, I walk around with a glock
She put a sticker all on my-

[Hook]
Bitch put a sticker on my glock
Sticka-sticka on my glock, glock
Sticker on my-
Sticka-sticka on my (gun cockback x2)
Bitch put a sticker on my glock

[Pre Chrous]
Bitch you walk in, you get shot
Ballin like 2k, got this shit on lock
They like Dshyne you don’t got this on lock
They like Dshyne why you flop, I’m like bitch I can not flop
They like Dshyne when you gon drop, bitch I only drop on opps
I get a bag, run it up no stop
Niggas be feds, can’t fuck with no cops
Tryna see my top, tell that bitch gimme top
And they want me dead but I cannot rot (Ah, cmere)

[Chrous]
I can’t do this no mo’
Not at all, not at all, not at all
Tears on my face, know you wanna see me fall
See me fall, losing it all
Yuh, ion got no hope
Doing this shit for my lil bro
Fa-Fa, nigga upping up the sco’
Ha-ha, nigga actin like it’s jokes
Had to tell that hoe I can’t post yuh
Told my brudda slide, he like oh yuh
I done put that bitch in go-goyard
I done told my nephew go hard

soul [p. me + sxcrifice]

Herb4k & Pure557- DISS WARS 2 (prod.Texo)

They keep watchin', lookin', think they plottin' on me
Keep that rocket on me, shoot right through ya homie
Shoot right through ya body, if you tryna stop me
Please don't try to stop me, turn ya to a zombie

They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin'

They cant steal my flow or catch my fly, and they all gon' wonder why
Talkin' shit, they stand on what you say or you better be ready to die
And if you wanna make some money, bitch, you better come hit my line
Talkin' cash, money, Benjamin, yeah, I speak that all the time

She can get me off her mind, like I always cross her mind
And she always hit my line, I can never give my heart to ya
Put my heart inside this grind, I can never trust nobody
Stay clutching on my nine

They keep watchin', lookin', think they plottin' on me
Keep that rocket on me, shoot right through ya homie
Shoot right through ya body, if you tryna stop me
Please don't try to stop me, turn ya to a zombie

They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin'

Are you in this shit or not
Cause I do this for my dogs, if you fuck with us, it's a hundred shots

Ain't nobody hold my hand, when I did this shit, yeah I switched the plot
He gon' crash out about a bitch, he gon' die right now, tryna save a thot
I can never trust no bitch, but I fuck with her cause she hold my knock
And I'm rockin' for my bro, if he innocent or not

They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin', on me, they stay plottin' on me
They stay plottin'

crash

wsgdrose

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