REJECTED REYNA - PUPPETEER BOY (PROD. MASON MANSON X 404 GUAP)

GENTLEMEN! FEAT. SEMTEXXX & AUXXI (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

SEMTEXXX: @yungtraz
www.instagram.com/yungtraz

AUXXI: @user-832842269
www.instagram.com/killauxxi

FONY WALLACE: @uglyjabronifony
www.instagram.com/fonywallace

my lyrics:

BITCH I AM A GENTLEMAN
HE TALKIN WAY TOO FUCKIN MUCH, I GOT SOME CONTRABAND
ON MY FUCKIN WAIST I PULL IT OUT AND I GO FUCKIN HAM
NO ONE FUCKIN TALKIN BOUT YOU BITCH YOU IS IRRELEVANT
WHEN I WALKED UP IN THE ROOM BITCH YEAH I AM THE ELEPHANT

WATCH WHERE YOU TREAD,
BITCH I GOT THE FUCKIN CHOPPA I WILL FILL YOU UP WITH LEAD
STUPID PUSSY TALKIN SHIT BUT I CANT HEAR WHAT YOU JUST SAID
I FUCKIN CAME UP FROM THE WEST BITCH I DONT SEE ANY CONTEST

JUST WAIT HEY,
IF THAT MOTHA FUCKA TALKIN
BITCH I HIT THE BREAKS AYE
WALK UP TO HIS SPOT
AND IMA PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE HEY
PISTOL ON MY SIDE
FOR ANYBODY IN MY WAY HEY

PLEASE BACK THE FUCK UP
I DONT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THESE LITTLE CLONES BRUH
MINION ASS MOTHA FUCKAS GET YOUR BREAD UP
POLICE WANNA TALK UNTIL IM MOTHA FUCKIN FED UP
SPRAY THAT MOTHA FUCKA BUT HE NOT EVEN A BED BUG

GENTLEMEN! FEAT. SEMTEXXX & AUXXI (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
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prod @og-abi

art @ytridytrid

LYRICS:

Yeah, I'm in the cut they gon' slide on me so I'm tucking my chain
Yeah, He said his homie got sight on me so I'm flipping the frame
Yeah, I said "It's over, this .9 on me and It's itching to bang"
Yeah, I call up Dirty I tell him "we up and that just ain't gon' change"

I get extreme, this ain't gon' change
I make him spill out, lookin like drank
I shoot his wheels out, swerve out the lane
I'm in the field now, I'm making plays
Yeah, how he so short but he talkin like that?
I can't wear no shorts cuz my pockets too fat
And he look like a dork when he wearing that mask
I can't feel my head I took the oxy, hit the floor
Now his shot gon hit my chest, it hit my vest, I'm taking more
You know I can't feel a thing ho, my heart turning cold
You know I be sipping lean feel like Thugger moving slow
I can't feel my head I took the oxy, hit the floor
Now his shot gon hit my chest, it hit my vest, I'm taking more
You know I can't feel a thing ho, my heart turning cold
You know I be sipping lean feel like Thugger moving slow

Yeah, I'm in the cut they gon' slide on me so I'm tucking my chain
Yeah, He said his homie got sight on me so I'm flipping the frame
Yeah, I said "It's over, this .9 on me and It's itching to bang"
Yeah, I call up Dirty I tell him "we up and that just ain't gon' change"

I just made a rack off merch, I just made a rack off shirts
How I make a rack off of yelling? Yeah, I'm gonna tax for a verse
How I make a rack off of selling? I'm buying a pack then reverse
My little brodie a felon he's known to put em in the dirt
And he put a hole in your melon, you leaking red it's gonna squirt
I keep a pole ain't no tellin when everybody getting merked
And I take a soul with this shell and now everybody in a hearse
And I put a hole in his head, one shotgun turn him into Kurt

Yeah, I'm in the cut they gon' slide on me so I'm tucking my chain
Yeah, He said his homie got sight on me so I'm flipping the frame
Yeah, I said "It's over, this .9 on me and It's itching to bang"
Yeah, I call up Dirty I tell him "we up and that just ain't gon' change"

SLIDE ON ME (PROD. OG ABI)

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prod @ihytrevor + @takizava

art @afxtik

https://open.spotify.com/track/68WSHSEjzVuDdE3wDxAZL0?si=9b690045806448de

Lyrics:

Hoe I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said “hit it from the back” don’t care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday

Shoot him dead, I don’t want nobody leaving
We gon’ gut him now, I think Trevor need his kidney
We gon’ string him out and then hang him from the ceiling
He be bleeding out, I like watching as he’s leaking
I took out too many, pass the stick on to my dog
How you dropping out of school but still can’t stand to drop a song?
How you begging us for food but still can’t go and get a job?
How you lose two competitions and act like you still the boss?
Hope I catch you at a show, I could beat you into a sauce
You the size of every hoe, pick your chin up like when you talk
BB Simon on my waist, can’t remember like what’s the cost?
All my homies swinging sticks when we pull up, look like we golf

Hoe I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said “hit it from the back” don’t care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday

M4 on my left with an AK on the right
If he breathing hit his chest, rounds gon’ penetrate the spine
I’m in the field you still a ref, hit you even with the stripes
Really don’t got nothing left, I’ll be okay like if I die
Gotta new check imma blow it
I love my racks but i’m still gon’ throw it
She call me Dad, know that I’m chosen
Grip on his neck, I’m leaving him choking
Mac and straps on me, straps gon’ blow him like a sneeze
We gon’ tag and bag his team, then we put him underneath

Hoe I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said “hit it from the back” don’t care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday

WEDNESDAY (PROD. IHYTREVOR + TAKIZAVA)

BOP [FEAT. DHK PERK, T.J.R, & MOONLUVSLUNA] [PROD. DELIXE]

@needleguts
@exzyyy
@iraqaholics
https://genius.com/Sentfromiraq-1994-amia-bombing-lyrics

1994 AMIA BOMBING W/ NEEDLEGUTS [EXZYYY]

IMMA WHIP MY FUCKIN COCK OUT PUT IT IN HER CAT
IMMA FACE THIS FUCKIN BLUNT YOU NNOW I ROLLED IT FAT
YOU TAKKIN THIS AND THAT
YOU ALWAYS BITCHIN BACK
IMMA MAKE YOU VISION FADE OUT TO THE COLOR BLACK

YEAH I KNOW THAT ALL MY BROTHERS FUCKIN GOT ME
I DONT FEEL THE SAME THERES DEMONS IN MY BODY
I BE IN HER FUCKIN MOUTH JUST LIKE SOME TAKIS
ALWAYS STAY PREPARED I KEEP THAT CUTTER ON ME

IVE BEEN SMOKIN PRESSURE I CAN FEEL MY FUCKING LUNGS EXPAND
I DONT WANT YOUR ASS AROUND ME DONT YOU FUCKIN UNDERSTAND 
IMMA HIT YOU WITH THE CANNA LIKE WE PLAYIN CLASH OF CLANS
AND I ALWAYS STAY PREPARED IM ALWAYS READY FOR SOME HANDS

IMMA WHIP MY FUCKIN COCK OUT PUT IT IN HER CAT
IMMA FACE THIS FUCKIN BLUNT YOU NNOW I ROLLED IT FAT
YOU TAKKIN THIS AND THAT
YOU ALWAYS BITCHIN BACK
IMMA MAKE YOU VISION FADE OUT TO THE COLOR BLACK



Music video 
https://youtu.be/lc-l1olwWus?si=XbfWnzZeTUjpHn29

Prod zemar

CANNON

CANNON (PROD. ZEMAR)

https://genius.com/Hannibal-hackenbush-wheedle-lyrics

WHEEDLE (PROD. THE KNIFEHAVER X JONAH TAYLOR)

REAL SICK SHIT

made this beat and recorded on it in like 2 hours after i got home from a 9-5 enjoy

idgaf / SOUL FETCH (PROD. LUNA)

NOW AVAILABLE ON SPOTIFY AND ALL STREAMING SERVICES:

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“BOLD AND BRASH” by Trash Punch Featuring Bronkx3 and Guap Sensei 
Produced by Yatozen 

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BOLD AND BRASH (FT BRONKX3 x CRAIG SCISSORHANDS) (PROD. YATOZEN)

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WE ON SOME SWAGCORE HYPERPUNK GRUNGERAP ACIDPUNK SHIT

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REAL SICK SHIT

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