first time mixing and mastering :) 

prod. by guda

plz check out my other music too

dontwannachangeatall (guda)

hot n fuckn cold 

mix/master by yours truly

allineed (silo)

prod. rubbish

i'm back for good now :)

i just want the commas, bands (wow) 
why don’t you ever under…stand 
no matter how hard I try I can’t let you in 
i can’t do ts again x2
know you might 
hit my phone right when I land 
i’ll be fine, close my eyes 
just tell me when it ends 
think you’re wasting your time
just tryna make amends 
i can’t do ts again x2

but you fienin, think I got you in your feelings
runnin outta ways to try to tell u I don’t need it
hop in that brand new coupe, speeding 
pills got me off the deep end 
idgaf I pop that molly for no reason 
hollup, I’m geekin 
Scotty, I been beamin 
feelin rich as Roddy I been ballin every season
bad lil bih a thottie, always got me playin defense  
she know I keep it on me I ain’t ever gotta pretend but 

wun’ nobody fw me till they seen me comin up
confirmation numbers, I ain’t seen u in a month 
walk up in the building like I do not give a fucc 
yeah, I’m prolly on the drugs
yeah, I’m always outta love 
yeah, movin like a monsterrr 
blame it on the cup 
too much Prada on my body, got biscotti in my lungs 
say ong he wanna try me, I don’t see him pullin up 
pusc I don’t need no gun, you don’t wanna run the ones

SPOTIFY

again

@liteyearr
@indexterical
prod @breakupbreakdown

three piece mchicken w/ liteyear + index (breakupbreakdown)

lil cookup w the boys

xel:

i just walked up in the building straight balenci'd to the socks
bad bit like a coupe she told me go n take her top off
bit moving like uzi tell me she just wanna rock
treat my pistol like movie imma shoot it till it stop, damn

movin' like i'm meechie hit my dance on a ho
club look like coachella, all the bands on the floor
how you tell me that ur real n take a stand on the bros
why you callin me your twin, bitch you a fan, you a joke

uh, hit my moncler coat w the lightning (s/o palm angels too)
3.5 out the window, where the visine?
stream live, rizzin ur bit up thats word to kai c
green line, pourin that bit straight into the hi-c

oh you pity us, have u seen ur bae?
yeah she thick, but she hideous, bag all on her face
brother glocks, reload phineas, ferb clear out the way
now ur block look like insidious, blood all on the pavement

@somberpara :

said I need some harder shit
this a fire starter kit
she said ima don I pull up in a cardigan
they said I’m like bron Jr boy, man I’m born to win
all I see are stars, when I pull up in the cullinan
drumming man
that boy he just subbing in
ruger on my side made him hit the running man
if you wanna test me boy ima show my dominance
we just went and hung that boy uh ya ornament

she slid on me slow she tryna fuck on the low ya
why u gotta blow my phone
try to get me alone
take me out my zone ya
they know that I’m tryna win fuck up out my home ya
oh you a opp now? Cousin let that chrome kick

dome kick
shawty got that chrome kick
dome hit
she gone feel my dome
i just gotta
uh ya cousin let that chrome kick

ya that man xel went wild on you
i pass that verse to jayne he gone slide on you

@1jayne :

why you always talk shit?
i could really pull up 
with ak 7.62 you know how we fold em
dodge right on that bitch and she like jayne how could you do this
i hit you up next day and your like baby wyd?

like freddy krueger baby im just pullin strings
shoutout to the bros xel and para yk we make a team
cough 
got these bitches sick i think they might just need some triple c
copped a new shirt baby im just dripped out in that louis v

chrome kick w/ para & jayne (caleb + starboyrob + t3rps)

you gon need Google for this one 
@somberpara
prod. brandonbankroll

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para:
they say that it’s love but I know it isn’t
i ran a couple tracks and you know they winnin
i heard they testin xel ya
if you fkn wit my twin you ain’t get forgiven

xel:
way too many people on my Jock wan' make a Play
you can't hop up on this Ride we turn your block into Parade
i'm talkin Bitch i brought my Dogs, they brought some 9's i gave em K's
we get it poppin, ain't no option, like we always been on A

xel:
i put her in LV, keep her healthy
No. 9 on my body, you smell me?
9 on my side movin stealthy
if he talkin we stompin him out, we run in your house
i think i got blood on my bottoms, you would think i was steppin in LB's (Loubs)
and i'm tryna get better, not wealthy
tell an A&R you cannot sell these

para:
like xel please
i pull the Strings, my youngns pull up and Slash
we got some man on your Roster that we trynna Scratch
the glock has been Itching it came wit a Rash

xel:
fckin w para, i jump out i slide and i crash
Nike, i'm doin it fast
Tech been installed in my back
team movin Cactus, you can't fw the Union no Jack

para:
you see Flag, waving the White they trynna call in a ref
you made a bag, Betting your life, roll in your Blood now you Play-in the Reds
pull up to Party we pushing that Green feelin like Lizzie May
i got a 10 that I send 2 the crib she begging 4 more I hit her once she screaming on Drizzy Day (10.24)

xel:
stuck at the Bottom just throwin SUBliminals
like how tf can you be critical?
uh, swear, the effort is minimal
ridicule, still goin up like dirigible

para:
Future so bright n the Dash is on Digital
Yellow the rari like hello ms. Frizzle
i came from the Bottom
man you know the riddle
she gave me some Top we put shots in his Middle

xel:
hop out my DMs like do you want feature - i don't, unless you is one of the bros
Python, i see you be tryna slide in my zone, i'm tryna stick to the Code
tryna get in my flow, I can't stop switchin it tho
tryna miss how the fuck i keep swishin it tho
arp Modded, keep hittin his chest, how i switch to his dome

para:
dome
she saying DG, i put that bitch in the Dolce, I’m saying GD
she said she down for no fuck
she wanna Cuff
told her i ain’t wit Policin’
I gotta Heater in holster, these man can never go Freeze me
they ain’t believe me, then my Badge lit up n Takeover easy, wake up I’m Leanin think I’m Anemic

ya I be singing but don’t get it twisted I stay wit the Rebels like Robin and Rowdy
Opp in the 6ix, big M my whip, I’m pressing em both and I call em my Mozzie/Masi
skirt out yo place we left Ghost in the lobby
way i be Riding this beat how the fk they never caught me
Fire just light up the streets, you could tell Johnny who taught me

xel:
only put Rick on my body
you say you BOUT IT?
bitch i'm a MASTER, come try me (what y'all know ab Master P)
shoppin in Ross, that's a place that you never gon find me
switchin the WRIST, different TIMING
switch on my bitch for a dimepiece, i'm movin slimy
said you my rib, then i'm kickin you outta the crib little btch i ain't sorry
need me a btch w a Rari, i'm on the go
damn, why she on my phone?
damn, 7.62 sever him,
lets set this sht in stone, get the message?
me & para move irreverent
fck ur top 5, it's irrelevant
the WIFI DISCONNECTED
had to stop our STUTTER steppin shit, we on

tiny terrors w/ para

touched grass 2 take that pic right there

lyrics:

hop in the coupe i slide
bae come spend the night
bae don't waste my time
fw me i'll get it right
yeah yeah, you fine
look me in my eyes
i been juggin bae don't cry
take one look we live the high life

hop out of the bed, look out the window four seasons
trappin out the bedroom, i got all this for a recent
pop another adderall like motherfck sleepin
ask me how i got it all, i'll give you four reasons

ain't gotta ball, got my people countin on me
oh wait fck, need tylenol, i been on my grind like tony
btch i think you got it wrong, acting like you really know me
oh no i can't fck w phonies
btch i keep like four, five homies
i keep that 45 on me

run up yk you gon' get it
doin this shit for a livin
swear imma do it, keep makin this music
i'm makin some shi they won't be forgettin'

just me and all my bros
tryna get sleep on the plane ride home
said you hate me, what's that, typo?

why you do me slimy ho,
i know that you'd try to dub me
talkin' bout i'm naïve uh huh,
tell your mom hi for me
shoulda seen the sign but i'll admit it i lost us
drugs got me w kyrie baseline, i'm crossed up

been in my head n i don't really get it
want me to love you but i got no feelin
heart been on empty i needa replenish
but imma keep gettin this money they giving

btch u must be kinda slow thinkin you can press us
knock em down like domino, think he needs a check up

four seasons (rubbish)

prod brandonbankroll youngmooski
art by wheaty

streaming: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/xel61/puppetmaster





i don't wan play no more, you're sick in the head
don't wanna stay no more, you still got me hanging by a thread
please don't say no more, tripping off of everything you said
try to move ahead, but the whip just won't go faster 

how you say you love me then go tell me i'm a bastard
shawty moving goalie, ain't no bullshi getting past her 
i know that you only give a fuck about the fashion 
tried to pull some strings but baby you're the puppetmaster

damn, i just wan get on the road 
said imma get me a bag, how tf imma trip on some mf hoes 
that shit ain't giving me jack, got me movin on Madden i pass to my bro 
get on the track and I go 

bro an engineer, he always ride around with pro tools 
other kinda drummin, got some sticks that he can show you 
brodie from the 6, yeah i got brodies from the O too 
you ain't been on shi, fucc all that acting like we know you 

have to pick and roll you
i pass that bi like

masked up, had to get my cash up 
'member i was nothing, now these pretty hoes harass us 
money do the funniest thing, make em wanna flash us 
oh no you can't catch us 
hit em w the casper

ghost is what i ride, 
you wan me come over bae but i can't waste the time 
Ma just hit my phone she asked me if i'm doin fine 
i can't tell no lie, she told me look into her eyes she can't find me 

still highkey, no one do it like me 
take a Chance up on me, hit a beat with Ultralight Beam 
kick em' out the studio, you see we fuccin grinding 
i only wanna put on for my bros, fucc all the shining

we going up one day
kick tf outta my demons, told em go away 
i need you bae, told u i'm scheming bae 
don't know why tf you tweak, we at the four seasons bae

puppetmaster

on my own (brandonbankroll + pint)

goofy old song

lyrics:
off of tha rip i'm locked in 
hopped up in my zone 
stuck in the crib i think u lost it 
like bitch get off ur phone 
no we don't do that typa talkin 
we talk commas and 0's 
that shi that's outta pocket 
we talk commas and 0's 


(sorry i ain't hit u back, i been on the road goin) 
fast in the whip i'm slidin
pushin buttons on these snowflakes, ye i had to change the climate
my shi too tuff 
talk shi get tucked 
show love they think i'm riding, 
but honestly i don't think u can touch my team we grinding 
so if i don't fw u then 
i probably been lying 
chrome been kicking shi don't let it hit u in your private 
scope got distance, i don't miss ho mf a silence 
7.62 whistle through the wind into ur eyelid
like dam ur momma cryin
jayne said i'm on timing that new Izzy got me violent
down up A the combo thats ts that get em flyin 
down hoes in toronto, yeah they always down to vibe in 
the Yacht w me n para, think we might have to One Night them 

that shi that's outta pocket 
ice all on my wrist, i hit the function millie rocking (this bar is the singular reason this song never saw Distrokid) 
post up w my amigos, finna takeoff, fck a rocket 
like fck the rizz, these women only love u when u poppin 
bae if u don't stop it 

been hadda keep the Rolls tucked 
been hadda keep the Range on me 
ARPs in the Rover
i wish these bitches loved me the same way they lovin Sosa 
bands on me same place i keep the mf pole tucked 
mans think he the shi but i can't find him in my folder 
can't stand the kick, he DOA i downed another soldier 
we gave em wings, get flown up

xel

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