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Name One

G7NG 2HIT - prod by OB1

Yanarchy - prod by Big Duke

Can't Call It - prod by Scorpio

Godzilla - prod by Scorpio

Petty AF - prod by Scorpio

American Gods (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson 

Now do you see yourself?
Is this
Is this how you still see yourself?
Sheep
Only happy endings make a fairy tale my nigga
Bigger fish a bigger killing never down size nigga
Demolition not convicted so they bout it bout it nigga
Spot the villain burn the village nigga listen not a nickle
This some get it by the ceiling
Not some Nickelodeon shit
This a book baby sitter she gon' flip and let me rent it
This a been around the building business
Fuck a circle Rent-a-center
Nightmare to your ten percent
Adrenaline adrenaline
Holy Ghost who need the smoke
We keep a stogy fuck the shit
Dot'cha dome Moroccan shit
Clean up that red carpet quick
We don't pledge allegiance
Take a knee or let the doctor stitch
Monsters demons we was heathans
Teachers preachers hard to reach us
Pay for guns but scars are free
Vodka shots are not for me
All my friends on t-shirts need more research popped as usually
Karma back like tax return
Got passed that life like ash in urn
Walking dead so cash concerned
Red dot'cho death bed mattress firm
Gods and Kings stairway to G's
Doorbell broke who knocking now
#quarantine ain't Muslim won't talk to pigs
Who watching now?
Dare care closed betta get cha kid
All them bags my Christmas list
Boy meets world lil boy turned bitch
M-oney talk but won't say shit
That's the one you call your king?
Pay for snakes we fuck for free
Price went down that's passed around
You d-i-e we deities
Ether being
Promised Ki
K-i-d my royalty
Black magic three sixes bitch
Crystalized my crucifix
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
(Gratatatatatata)
We ain't getting enlisted
Fuck yo tradition
Convict accomplice you history
Go on slit ya wrist
And cut cha throat
Raised by the trillest
Streets no tuition
Guns liquor
Holy water sippa
Fuck Pigley Wigley
Barbacoa
Turn that cop to coroner
We in concert Mack performing Pop
Scammas, drankstas, gangstas
Seeds for farmers only drugs in stock
We ain't paying attention we just pimpin'
Peep them hoes we got
We don't know religion
Cross a nigga quickest way to God
Only thang we saving is them court dates for the baby mom
Smokers just like Roku for the low he keep the cable on
We don't need the Wifi password
We just need the neighbors gone
Give and take
If we ain't makin' money then we taking some
It's way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
(Gratatatatatata)

God face.

American Gods - prod by Kodactivity

YSL (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

Lil nigga
Imma big deal
Why me?
YSL
Kiss her?
Nah
I stay trill
Doctor?
Fuck it
I can't tell
Bling bllow
Diamond dancing
Freaks out
I can't leave
Buss it down
Bank on me
Drank'd out
Choppa make ya lean
Yeah
I make this money go airborne
(Watch)
She want that rack before she give it to him
(She said talk to me nice nigga)
Childish you won't get that Red Bone
(Don't know how the fuck you got in here)
Broke she act like she don't hear nothin
(Excuse me what? Fuck nigga)
I want the one wit the long tongue
Popped a Flamingo she on one
Choppa jamaican bitch Wa Gwan
Cuffin ass nigga you law huh?
If I want a bitch I just cop one
Don't want the drama and popcorn
I'm bout to order a shot for him

Put that chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home

Lil nigga
Imma big deal
Why me?
YSL
Kiss her?
Nah
I stay trill
Doctor?
Fuck it
I can't tell
Bling bllow
Diamond dancing
Freaks out
I can't leave
Buss it down
Bank on me
Drank'd out
Choppa make ya lean

She bout to throw that ass bike
Touchin her toes like a pike
Tap on that pussy she like
She gotta friend and she dike
That why she get all the hoes
Wipe that white shit off ya nose
Bougee ass bitch on a yacht
Selling that P like a boat
She's a very freaky girl
Got her nipples pierced innit
Fish net and curls we ain't even goin fishing
Head all wet like it's shampooed and conditioned
She just came wit us nigga don't report her missing

YSL - prod by scorpio prodz

You gotta be faster
Bitch on me stragler
She know I'm popping
You don't want gratata
These niggas comedy shows
Put L in you ol' niggas bitch ha ha ha
I don't be tooting my horn
The goat with no horns
Bitch I am still ahh ahh aahm
These niggas not sick of covid
They sick of me
Every time I drop drop drop
New vaccine nigga this shot 16
I am as trill as it gets
A clip in a tech
But don't go to I.T.T
Thottie was down for the count
She know I'ma bounce
I said that you right
Ding ding
Blaow these diamonds are dancing
That was your anthem
That was just light bling bling
Lord these niggas is lost
I'm drippy as sauce
I'm cleaner than white jean jeans
Still Godzilla
I'm still that nigga
Last time I checked like Nike key
Knowing I still got it locked
What hater wanna knock
Can't get in with my key keys
Facts they know my shit slap
I'm bridging the gap
They looking like Tyson teeth
I don't feel sorry for none
Give fuck if you nun
They thinking I might need priests
Have yo bitch speaking in tongue
Don't stop til I'm done
You gotta get me right skeet skeet
Loud I'm packing that Yao
I told her keep down
They think a nigga tryna keep secrets
Favors rich and she asian
Don't know her name
But I know she like mingling

Triller
I keep styrofoam fill up
Big blue drip Godzilla
Lotta blue chip got zip up
Need new wrist I whip up
Brand new jewels no ticker
Lame so your boo came with us
Beat then I chop J Dilla
Check and the bills like Bella
Getting to the racks that's a yes sir
25 Diamonds on dresser
Nigga really dripping you a desert
Dottie up your body like a leopard
You ain't really thuggin you a suburb
Bout to hit the bank is what I tell her
Trillest niggas always like forever
Shu shu shu

Erting scandal
Mons dem animal
Kill well Shamu
Still tryna see world
We don't do six flags
Still bang C4
I don't talk lectures
Might go Hannibal
Not much left more
Beef that's mistake
You don't want that plate
Better off plant based
Damn these had chance
I'm wrapping that cash
I'm toeing these tags and tings
Fam and none this shit fancy
Erthang skanless
We get dem bags with beams
God I'm bout to be flawless
Above and Beyonce niggas that passed the shit
Monster this shit gonna haunt cha
Back on that dumb shit
Looking like classes skipped
I don't do this shit for none
The wrist going numb
Keep sipping on that tea tea
Now bitch wanna be down
That ray got them rounds
Just go take a nap z z
Game I'm still on buy throne
The end of your zone
That crown in my lap king king
Y'all just running with that
I'm running with that
I'm calling it fax ring ring
Facts

Triller
I keep styrofoam fill up
Big blue drip Godzilla
Lotta blue chip got zip up
Need new wrist I whip up
Brand new jewels no ticker
Lame so your boo came with us
Beat then I chop J Dilla
Check and the bills like Bella
Getting to the racks that's a yes sir
25 Diamonds on dresser
Nigga really dripping you a desert
Dottie up your body like a leopard
You ain't really thuggin you a suburb
Bout to hit the bank is what I tell her
Trillest niggas always like forever

Triller

Triller - prod by scorpio prodz

I'm the one that's shuttin shit down
Only one that's runnin this town
All them other niggas missed out
Bunch of young niggas tripped out
Fuck her have her throwin in towel
Diamonds on a nigga bling blaow
We gon have promethazine dreams
Bopper keep on poppin them beans

We do not fuck with the bottom
This top of this
On my dick pop a bitch
Fuck that esophagus
Start a mosh pit and apocalypse
Talk all that shit you gon end up on chalk in the dark and shit
Sparkin that shit bitch you wild wild
Talkin that shit get choo mopped mopped
Don't do no janitor job job
Psychopath killer gon mob mob

I am not sent for yo entertain this for yo little brain
Keep the cocaine in the sock
I just be switching lanes
Niggas can't enter my bitches mane
Unless that bitch is a bop
Run with them scammers
Fifty niggas with me like Hammer
They all keep a hammer on god
I just be gassing it stretching it
We don't extras
I really don't give a fuck

I'ma need a mutha fuckin bible
If a nigga talkin rival
I'ma make him reach a rifle and a sniper
This is vital my survival
Not no mutha fuckin idol
This the silence of the Lamborghini
Bout to go diablo nigga
I'm gon set this bitch on fire
Chi-chi-chi-cha
You know it's Trill in the south
Fuck you nigga think I'm from
This shit go dumb
I got cho bitch and my dick on her tongue

A kee a kee kee I'm the only one that's laughing
I bust a nut on top ya Marc Jake glasses
These niggas ass and I'm the only one gassing
I'm in her gut and she said Oh my gosh bitch
Oh shit here come another cocaine classic
I gotta world of series coming don't dodge me
She got that dunna nunna
Had to get that fuckin number
Always fuckin wita ratchet bitch not classy
I had to mix it up a lot
She put the titties on the glass I said you like my style
Imma take her home
Humdele long
That pussy was made in USA American
Ya
I don't even know what type of shit I'm on now
Godzilla verses King Kong probably both now
Tell these hoes that better go down
Imma need a lot of head like a totem pole now or bitch
Be gone
I'm everything in the book but a regular degular nigga
Hannibal lecture swear I be eating that pussy for dinner
Difference between us I be holding my penis when I'm snappin
Tall tee on I feel like I'm back in Atlanta
Still in the lead you niggas receding
I'm easily being Beavis you betta leave it to beaver
Breathing on beats easy peazy cheesy nachos and a taco
I am on the right path
Psychopath and I'm hot hoe
A huh huh huh huh ha
Don't hold ya mutha fuckin breath I'ma still be god
Like yo tummy sick my shit don't stop
Imma be the illest nigga killin shit forensics can't detect
Unless you point me to the nearest Dexter
Imma need a high horse
Sittin on top of the high horse
Sittin on top of the high horse
I already got
Fuck
Starting to think I'm probably really Godzilla's God

Godzilla's God - prod by scorpio prodz

I'm still boomin
My shit stickin to yo head gorilla glue
She rock pony tail you know me well
She said just don't be pullin it
Pussy poppin when I drop
My shit knockin like who in here
Look like that waist trainer workin
She twerk on that stick it hit like
Boom boom boom boom
Boom boom
Bring it back
Ain't nobody safe
Lil momma ain't playing
You know she came wit that
Boom boom boom boom boom boom
Bring it back
Say she only pop it for the trill
That's why they name me that

No hands
Want a thug nigga
She don't want no romance
Tryna buss it she ain't waiting on no slow dance
She go drummer on the stick
If you gon throw bands
Trillest bitches do it better
You ain't know

I'm still big boomin
I'm still big boomin
I'm still big boomin

She don't pop that shit for free
Niggas out here skeemin
Tryna get from a to z
But stay on some g shit
It's some bad bitches in here
I'm tryna bag the meanest
Get that paper she been eating
That ass quarantine thick
Watch her boom boom boom boom
Boom boom
Bring it back
Must want me to taste it
pop that pussy where my face is at
Then boom boom boom boom boom boom
Bring it back
Say she only pop it for the trill
That's why they name me that

No hands
Want a thug nigga
She don't want no romance
Tryna buss it she ain't waiting on no slow dance
She go drummer on the stick
If you gon throw bands
Trillest bitches do it better
You ain't know

Petty AF - prod by Scorpio

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