LEFT OR RIGHT

NIGHT SKY [PROD. ALLISTYRE]

PROD. @liltriplez

Pussies on my neck and they still talk a lot
Where your moves at fam, you've got nothing to talk about
I've got my mind set and my step set and I'm walking out
You should better step back cause I ain't ever watching out
Ou, I ain't got time for the winners
Ou, I ain't got time for the quitters
Ou, you better step back, 'cause in my backpack
I go bap bap bap
Yeah, you think I'm finished
Minding my business
Fuck all the feelings
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Your bitch wanna meet me, she want me to spit in her gob
But that plea is all gonna flop	
I am a king, you know that and I don't wanna stop
Still I'm addicted to slops
This Hell in a Cell, you climb, you fall to your death
I'm offline, I don't want a AT
Why do you act, you pussies all rotting in hell
She still take what she get

How many times do I gotta say, I don't give a shit
Better not ask questions, I'd rather let you take a hit
Want 'em big batty, big gyals, nah I don't give a shit
All these words out my mouth, better not get fucking flipped
Bitch I'm the king and I know it
None of my currencies foreign
Local shit, don't keep it remote
I want the bag and not fame on the phone
Take it slow, don't rock on the boat
Leave me 'lone, bitch I want my own
Y'all chicken shit compared to my own
Y'all chicken shit compared to my own

CAGEFIGHT [PROD. TRXPLE]

CRUST [PROD. CHRUST]

Bodysnatcher - King Of The Rats (Vocal Cover)

ZANGETSU [PROD. Pxlsdead]

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MUDA MUDA!

Anti-Hero

Gloom In The Corner

Lou Bloom

What I Fear 2 Be

Rewinding Cycle

THEY DONE PISSED YUNG B OFF

[lyrics]
Time to make some noise, yeah, I came here to take over
I decompose his ass, bitch call me Yung Beethoven
We won't ever stop 'til our bitches got Daytonas
Leave his ass beaten on the stage, it's a makeover
Questioning his gender, we caught him at a sleepover
Murder families, we turning them to real loners
Creep gang shit, hella hella people missing
Put his ass in a shredder, turn him into Greek Yogurt
She said she is LG, I done asked her television
Gave her backshots, she done asked me wait why you dipping
Told her money calling, and I'm not doing up no fucking splitting
I said bitch you better beg me for another stomach filling
Chase a motherfucker down, he scared like I'm the cops
Turn this simple beat into a motherfucking bop
We shooting through his face until the motherfucker drops
We shooting through his face until the motherfucker drops
Shoutout to my shitty ass motherfuckin' math teacher
Blame it on your ex but we all know you got small penis
If you think I'm studying, I gotta say you mad geeking
Not giving grades back, just 'cuz you is in yo feelings
Looking like you predator, bitch I'm an alien
Take his head off, I just be collecting them
I work at FIFA, I say no to racism
I hate them equally, math teacher likes sadism

Don't let the bars fly through your head, call 'em bullet holes
I feel like Corleone attending all these funerals
Chased her ex down, his dictionary like a two year old
His dick so small, my kurdish bro got a bigger nose
I saw your current boyfriend, one eye always checks the exit
Incase he wanna run off, tell him he should get the message
I hear his bones snap when he runs, anorexic
Imma get the cook, give my knife as a breakfast
You the brother of my brodie, I ain't finna go too hard
But you done a very bad thing, boyo, broke some hearts
I ain't finna shoot you up, you already got holes in arms
Got enough problems already plus you're fucking going bald
Going through the list in my head, they won't make it
Imma pack out all the secrets, leave 'em naked
I done realised a dream, you all famous
Round of applause for those who won't make it

takeover

[Intro]
Te amo babygirl
Don't worry about it
I got that shit sorted
I'll put you anywhere you want

[Chorus]
They talk a lot, but that shit don't impress me
Fangs out, sharp, they can't never ever test me
Wolves in the dark, but I'm movin' too deadly
Mask on my face, stayin’ raw, stayin’ edgy
They talk a lot, but that shit don't impress me
Fangs out, sharp, they can't never ever test me
Wolves in the dark, but I'm movin' too deadly
Mask on my face, stayin’ raw, stayin’ edgy

[Verse]
Lowkey moves, got the grip on my blade
Silent in the cut, every step I invade
Livin' on the edge where the lines start to fade
Grim reaper vibes, watch ‘em fall in my shade
Yeah, yeah, watch 'em fall in my shade
Cold eyes, no soul, I’m driftin’ through the stage
Grime on the beat, every word is obscene
Whispers in the dark, but my path stays clean
Clean, clean, clean
Alright, I'm tired of this shit
I just can't do it anymore

[Switch]

[Verse]
Now my blade all bloody, uh
Put that in your tummy, uh
Crime rate going wild
I don't know what has got me
Turn them into zombies
Make them feel what got me
Rocking triple six
Feeling sick, in a hurry, uh

[Chorus]
Demons taking over me
I got nothing left to see
I'd rather see 'em burn
Fucking die like it's third degree
Demons taking over me
I got nothing left to see
I'd rather see 'em burn
Fucking die like it's third degree

HEATWAVE

[Intro]
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Chorus]
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on that dick when you talk of it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on that dick when you talk of it, yeah
Infinite aura
Got me on that dough
I got plenty room
What you gonna do
Infinite aura
Got me jumping up
Got me thumping stuff
Got me bumping stuff
  
[Verse 1]
Jump on it
Told her "Jump on it" if you mean that shit
All that talk won't get you anywhere, I see that shit
Yeah, they on, what you on, yeah, I've seen that shit
You ain't got nothing to prove so just leave that shit
Me and bro, we still cruise with all the windows down
I got plenty jealousies and I hear them shout
They can't touch me on my level, yeah, I've torn them down
Yeah, I've seen their dreams fall and you should walk 'em down

[Chorus]
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on that dick when you talk of it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on it, yeah
Jump on that dick when you talk of it, yeah
Infinite aura
Got me on that dough
I got plenty room
What you gonna do
Infinite aura
Got me jumping up
Got me thumping stuff
Got me bumping stuff

[Verse 2]
What you gonna do when the lights out
What you gonna do when I'm in yo' house
Knock knock, I be tearing off your front door
Knock knock, yeah I'll see you at the front row
Know me I ain't one of those
Dumb hoes, if I see you, hoe
Then it's done for, for-, for sure
Then it's done for, for-, for sure

[Outro]
Huh? Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh? Huh?

INFINITE AURA

AUTOPILOT

CAN'T HEAR THEM TALK [PROD. FIEND]

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YUNG BALENTIAGA

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