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[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

G59Records.com

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

Lost All My Feelings

1of1

LONELY

Japan

Sayso

More from Skyte!
Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCJFXu-IFUxpnvXkAHEroIVQ
Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/skyte/1521974191
Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1Ns95vooI1gESBvt8cEt9U

Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Yo b*tch she call me spectacular 
I’m making plays with this spatula 
I’m looking for blood b*tch I’m the black version of Dracula 
Ian worried bout opps if they finna slide Ong my gang finna pack em up 
Tote that glocky in school like I had enough 
I’m chose from these h*es like a bachelor 
Take yo b*tch and I hurt her heart mane this sh*t like it’s cardiovascular 
Hit dat bih then I throw her away
Somebody better come get this h*e
He want a feat but his income low 
I buy it all ion pick no more 
Pizza the way that flip my dough 
You losing, you don’t got a switch lil bro
I’m finna up with the stick get close 
My pockets been overweight hippo 
Been known these niggas never on that timing 
I jump to the top he’ll no Ian climbing 
She said “I loved her” then that lil h*e lying 
Im good on that label no b*tch Ian signing 
Don’t make me call up Jasion 
Do what I say like I’m Simon 
We storming down like a Titian 
I brought stick we ain’t fighting 
Before you block me imma block you
Hurting b*tches if I got to
B*tch I’m fired up on that Nastu 
You can’t do what I do cause it cost to 
You can’t do what I do cause it cost to lil b*tch 
Yuh 
Told her pray to me like Buddha 
Off them drugs primary user 
Don’t own no glick you not a shooter 
Get back typing on computers
Bad bih can not find her ride home better download Uber 
My dick big it’s long like ruler 
Juggin since a middle schooler 
Pop out shoot at yo medulla
You can’t do what I do b*tch I make it way more cooler  
You the type to turn these b*tches gay like Bktherula 
Balenci on me you got pumas 
Mane I took the long route these n*ggas came up sooner 
Get a hold of yo b*tch her sh*t smell like tuna 
Don’t bug out when I twitch imma perc consumer 
High as f*ck I’m on the moon I just met with Luna 
I make all these bitch drool I hit my maneuver
Aye 
Yuh yuh 
I hit my maneuver 
I make all these b*tches drool I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver yes b*tch I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver 
I hit my maneuver 

[Chorus]
Yo b*tch she call me spectacular 
I’m making plays with this spatula 
I’m looking for blood b*tch I’m the black version of Dracula 
Ian worried bout opps if they finna slide Ong my gang finna pack em up 
Tote that glocky in school like I had enough 
I’m chose from these h*es like a bachelor 
Take yo b*tch and I hurt her heart mane this sh*t like it’s cardiovascular 
Hit dat bih then a those her away
Somebody better come get this h*e
He want a feat but his income low 
I buy it all ion pick no more 
Pizza the way that flip my dough 
You losing, you don’t got a switch lil bro
I’m finna up with the stick get close 
My pockets been overweight hippo

Spectacular

prod. Rio Leyva, Scizzie & Taz Taylor
tecca.co

Lil Tecca - NUMBER 2

(Pretti)

This song is a war crime
Warning! Nuke music might damage your eardrums and hurt your soul
DJ Smokey, triple 6 bitch

Get my name tatted, if you fucking with me like you say
I don’t care about traffic, imma do 100 everyday
N*ggas pillow-talking, boy you sweeter than a piece of cake
Popped a pill now i can’t feel even feel my face (yeah)
The people i met earlier today don’t look the same (yeah)
(What the fuck)
Bang bang bang, all i know is fucking bang yeah
You caught a stain, who put you on game yeah

They call me sayso you call me chase (yeah)
Call this shit the fucking K-roll its full of k’s yeah
You surround yourself with lame hoes i'm not the same yeah
They took that nigga chain he not the same yeah
I told that hoe to come to crystal lake yeah
Get the fuck up out my face fore you get faced (yeah)
She like my beats she say she like the bass yeah
I do this shit for you and baby tay (baby tay)

(Holy shit)

It's everything i do they replicate (ah)
I think i filled the whole wood with a eighth (ya)
Im taking over, planet of the apes
Yeah, it's pizza time so you best not get baked!

Allah i think its pizza time
Niggas slow, like a mouth breather yea
She think she low, i don’t even need her nah
Jumping out the gym with my beaters on

Get my name tatted, if you fucking with me like you say
I don’t care about traffic, imma do 100 everyday
N*ggas pillow-talking, boy you sweeter than a piece of cake
Popped a pill now i can’t feel even feel my face (yeah)
The people i met earlier today don’t look the same (yeah)
Bang bang bang, all i know is fucking bang yeah
You caught a stain, who put you on game

Drugs, guns, violence, and terrorism we supply it for a good price

Pizza Time

Lil Tecca - BAD TIME

College Dropout

Pose For The Pic

Dark Thoughts

CHARGE DEM HOES A FEE

Love (MKB)

No Tomorrow

WALKIN OUT DA STOE 4 BAGS IN MAH HANDS , NIKE DOPE RUNNAHS SAME COLOR AS SUM XANS , 20 DOLLA BILLS POPPN HAND STANDS , LIL MONEY ROLL BBY PASS DA RUBBAH BANDS ,, AY SICK ST 2 ELM ST WHAD IT DO TALIBAN AVE ,, TRENCH TOWN GOTH-GHANISTAN // SOUTH ISRAEL 

WORKING OUT DA MUD TAPE HOTTEST TAPE OF 2K17 
GOTHMONEYRECORDS.  TALIBANWORLD SICKGANG W.O.D

SICKBOYRARI AKA BLACK KRAY - 4 BAGS [PROD F1LTHY & BRANDONFINESSIN] "NEW 2K17"

Can I - Prod. By Honorable C.n.o.t.e. & Derelle Rideout

CBMG Presents SahBabii's 3rd Mixtape "S.A.N.D.A.S"
Official Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9VIH89musE
Lyrics:
[Pre Hook]
2 love to the MOB
With a couple Capos and a hundred fucking Dons
Call up slaughter gang 
You'll get your shit popped
Draco with a drum this bitch aint never gon' stop
We're on that 9th Ward shit
Slaughter Gang shit
Green Store shit 
Its the MOB bitch
Yeen got mob ties you're just on our dick
Pull up with a stick and you pussies getting hit

[Chorus]
Pull Up With Ah Stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With the stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With Ah Stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With the stick, Let it hit
I put this on the 10, Ima end his life
No beginning, Fuck a friend
Bitch in with the MOB 
You cant get in 
We've committed sins free my niggas in the pin 
Free Omerta

[Verse 1]
MOB shit, big sticks, get killed 
Thought she was dancing on the dick 
Thats the clip
We aint gon' shoot up in the air
You're getting hit 
Just GF we aint clicking up with shit
Got your hoe screaming 
Woe, Woe, Woe
My verses 10 we aint gon' 
Fold, Fold, Fold
And you know we been having shit
All of these niggas are average
Swallow my dick just like a Brisk
Do 25 hundred no Ethel Ridge
So many blue strips, My pockets look like a crip
Throw it a peasants, fuck nigga have it
Hoe im Mobbin, You're starving 
You're a victim, Im Robbing

[Pre Hook}
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

MOB shit, Purp Gang thats my gang
Loaded family nigga aint no way im changing
Get the commas, get the cash, do the numbers
I've been grinding all summer gettin that lama
Pull up we're taking shit
Pull up we lay that shit down
No we aint basic bitch 
Pull on your hood with them rounds
My wrist is on the 10, im in that Benz
I let her get in, her and her friend
Loso Loaded coming straight out the Jungle
Loso Loaded coming straight out the dirt
Loso Loaded get that check on the 3rd and
Loso Loaded get that check on the 1st
Crime pays, this the life that I chose 
My Slaughter Gang Niggas draped up in gold
Hellcat yea i came with the kit
Bases Loaded nigga im on my shit
Burning Rubbers on a broke nigga's bitch
Pull up with the stick and I let it hit
I'll Pull up with the stick and I'll let it hit
Loso loaded

[Chorus]
Pull Up With Ah Stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With the stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With Ah Stick, Let it hit
Pull Up With the stick, Let it hit
I put this on the 10, Ima end his life 
No beginning, Fuck a friend
Bitch in with the MOB, You cant get in 
We've committed sins free my niggas in the pin 
Free Omerta

SANDAS

Pull Up Wit Ah Stick

Pull Up Wit Ah Stick Ft Loso Loaded

lil tracy - this year  (prod. big head)

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