LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)
Yuh,
I could do this all day,
if you dont think im legit come and look at my face
you a disgrace,
I dont play im gettin payed for plays so put the mula on the
table or come meet yo fate!

(BLCKK)
look at how ya bitch got played,
you ain’t gotta love it but get the fuck out the way,
either way it go ima fucking carry the weight,
I don’t slow shit down till it’s everybody straight!

(TRIPLE777)
Ima dick in the moshpit
UNDERLORD mobbin,
Give me all the money cause that is yo only option,
Crashin yo party,
Steppin like the army,
Bitch you aint hard cause you built like a Barbie!

(BLCKK)
really shoulda shot me,
I don’t fuck around with the kids tryna pop me,
next month trippin it’s a rack for the feature,
fuck T 7 ima beat him in a seizure,
dont fuck with y’all neither, yeah!

(TRIPLE777)
Bitch,
put that money where it needa be,
bitch,
fuck all that talkin we gon really see,
Im smokin beats like I used to smoke tree,
had to clear my mind to come and kick out yo teeth!

(BLCKK)
i’m up on that shit like it’s back when I started,
I got my paper aint that what you wanted,
set my shit up in y’all city im solid,
shit that I did prolly make me a target!

(TRIPLE777)
Unfortunately im fortunate bet you fuckin mad,
we recordin it while you snortin it well see who gets the bag,
unlike Jay Z I wasnt focused on the Ave,
My home is anywhere where im making music so gas!

(BLCKK)  
die slow bitch I wanna kick it with the worst one,
I been picking up habits and bitch i’m not done,
they put me out of commission and bitch I still won,
keep fucking working the kitchen I’m fucking on one!

(HXSTAGE)
Get up, 
Pick up,
Bags of the money I’m fuckin 
Pissed off, 
Fists up, 
Talkin shit it’s your skull that I’m fuckin, 
Stomp my boots thru the back of his head,
Talking shit online think he tough now that bitch fuckin dead,
Failing 7 times to make a wave lookin ass bitch, 
“I just need my motherfuckin drugs!”
Yo shit trash bitch,
Fuck both these faggots on the front half I’m fuckin up the back half,
Peach rings out the backpack I grab that,
Yo,
You look like a clown bitch you a fuckin joke,
Please don’t stick around bitch I hope you fuckin choke!

(TRIPLE777)
I told you not to fuck wimme unless you gettin buck wimmie,
you fuck wimme you end up under me and thats a guarantee,
and nobody ever got the meaning the vision I be seein, 
feelin so damn defeated said fuck it ima keep on teachin,
runnin to the top cause god I need it god I need it,
I be dreamin cant stop thinkin bout the time that ima beat this!
fuck it,
enter my mind,
my demons reply,
its where this reside,
my passion divine!

fin :3

VAMPED

VAMPED - FT. BLCKK x HXSTAGE (PROD. T7)

Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/3ihAXxq7mp5MzrYCiCpCQd

prod: 
@fidi-946222141
@uglyjabronifony
mix/vox:
@lvstforpain

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

DOUBLE UP! *freestyle* (PROD. FIDI x FONY WALLACE)

prod. @stvrfire
art by crustgooch

lyrics:
im that nigga in all black
always been unlikeable
do it for my family
you niggas unreliable
yeah you always wanna talk shit
but you wont pop off
think you hard like a bottle
we gon rip yo top off
niggas always on the internet 
you needa log off
weed good i got a headache
from the blunt when i cough
cough
back to the basics
beat a nigga ass if he black
guess im racist
they would hit the @ but never
send the location
i could only laugh
cuz the cash that im making

you could never handle a nigga thats like me
everybody wanna talk but i keep my shit lowkey
niggas always gotta hate so i say c'est la vie
i feel like top chef these niggas dont want beef

they really think they know a nigga
from what they see on a screen
they really think they know a nigga
fuck you niggas mean

where you been at? i been off the map
i been in the crib eating good getting fat
yuh i dont wanna talk bitch im barely tryna rap
shoutout pat 
run up on me pussy you will get slapped
i know a couple niggas who just might shoot
just hopped in the pit now i got blood on my shoes
i will never fit in or try to do what they do
fuck what anybody says my nigga do you

[hook]
fuck what anybody says, do you.

Listen

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@kashimotu
@mystxry

[Lyrics]

Back in this bitch like a reverse birth
Step in the line come and get yo turn
Lx and kashi been known for a purge
Been known to leave a fucker deep in the earth
Cause i like to watch them all rot
I like to watch them decay
I like to hand out a shot for any fucker that been saying my name
Spot me a opp, that boy getting hit
He claiming he crip but his blood on my kicks
Try to match my energy you gone miss
Feel like baki how im throwin them fists
You cannot fuck up the plan its too late finna set this bitch off got a lot on my plate
Walk in yo crib, tottin that eighth, me and lx told you nobody safe
Na we dont miss, na we dont wait, for any handouts we just run up and take
Everything coming your way is a waste
You all in my lane its bout time for a change, bitch
We on shit you cant mimic, you try and copy but just look like a gimmick
Cant even remember the last time we left a witness all my killas is vicious
And bro gone pop him like confetti
Crew in pursuit give a fuck if you ready
I aim for his top thats no hesi my trigram on him spin his block like im neji
Lead in the arsenal if you try testing me
Acting outta line ill show you my weaponry
All these rappers just my seed like a sesame, heater finna cook him up thats the recipe
For disaster, bout that action but im not an actor
I got shit that put you up with saturn
This a crucifixion call the pastor you not a factor to me
Lets see how long it will take you to bleed from the tip of this piece and then end up deceased
Lets see how long it will take before we piss on yo grave and yo friends put yo face on a tee
Nigga running ricky from the beam cause he saw the extendo hangin out the v
Chatting on the net i know where you be you finna take a l when i shoot the de
At the count of 3 ill empty the cuatro
cinco bullets coming for his vato
Then we smoke em, roll em up in a fronto
The deuce at his back like he lonzo
And my mission statement to surpass everyone at the top and become the greatest
I might put all of my friends in a line and subtract the one that act the fakest
Just wait till my demons awaken ill go down to hell and put 1 in the spine of satan
There aint a soul that could say they made us cause ill kill myself and then we're all famous

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@chase_noir @tripple777

he ain’t really finna pop shit
you could bring a pole or we could do it like a mosh pit
fuck it, lose control, the way i do him catastrophic
put him in a hole, i take his soul, he catatonic
leave him in the dirt, that’s how i rock bitch

AWH SHIT
YUNG FLEX FUCK THE SCENE UP
TAKE HIM OUT AND HAND HIM TO HIS HOMIE, MAKE HIM CLEAN UP
PUSSY THINK HE BOUT IT, CAUSE THAT MOTHERFUCKER SEEM TOUGH
HE AIN’T ON THAT SHIT, I CALL A MEAN BLUFF

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT

BITCH I’M MOTHERFUCKING PISSED OFF, GRIPPING ON THE METAL
FINNA MAKE THE CHOPPA TALK, I WALK UP ON HIM, IT SAY HELLO
IMMA RIP HIM LIMB FOR LIMB IF YOU AIN’T GET THE FUCKING MEMO
IMMA BEAT HIM TIL HE REDDER THAN THE MOTHERFUCKING DEVIL, PUSSY NIGGA IMMA

break shit
talking out your neck, you conversating with the pavement
niggas steady bitching and i’m getting impatient
pussy motherfuckers like you make me hate shit
playing with your life, then imma take it

watch it
shïnï be the gang i’m with and you know that we mob bitch
i don’t really think you gon survive with how you talking
heater got like five left in it, you could get your top split
bitch i swear to god i’m spinning

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT (x2)

WHAT’S UP?
PUSSY PUT YOUR ONES UP
BEAT HIM TIL THE SUNS UP
TOLD HIM THAT’S IT’S TOUGH LUCK NIGGA

I’M AN A-HOLE
MURK HIM AND IT’S CASE CLOSED
MOTHERFUCK THE SAY-SO
YOU COULD GET YOUR BRAINS BLOWED NIGGA

(TRIPLE777)
i don’t think he want my bullshit
hit em one or two times till he knows it
you know how it goin, i’m rollin
i’m never foldin
T7 stay golden

i’m not poly but my life has always taught me
two is better than one, come fuck me and suck me
monotonous monogamy, on top of mahogany
for the third time today like she is apart of me

my life is dope and I do dope shit
i don’t give a fuck what you think Important
i'm focused on that rib eye steak and ocean
no eleven, i be solo dolo living coasting

I’M LIVIN A REAL LIFE IN THE MATRIX
BUT THIS NEO GOT RAY BANDS AND FRESH KICKS
i feel like an m&m in the trail mix
NOBODY CAN TELL ME JUST WHO THE MAN IS

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT (x2)

POP SHIT (FEAT. TRIPLE777) [PROD. CHASE NOIR]

ft @ssjcxrpse + @jamesgorczyca1
prod. @sybyr

LYRICS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz7NLlJKF6E

lack of function (ft. CXRPSE & JAMES GORCZYCA) (prod. Landfill)

LYRICS:

I JUST WALKED INSIDE THE PARTY FEEL LIKE YARRI GOT MY GUN ON ME
HALF OF Y'ALL GON' DIE THE OTHER HALF OF Y'ALL STILL FUCK WITH ME
TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW ALREADY
BITCH QUIT DUCKING ME
I WAS BTD SO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK 'BOUT NOTHING

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL

I'M PUTTIN' HOLES INSIDE Y'ALL CRV THEN WHIPPIN' THAT BITCH BACK INSIDE THE SHOP AND GET IT FIXED FOR ME
NEXT TIME Y'ALL PUT Y'ALL FUCKING EYES ON ME
THEM WINDOWS TINTED BULLETPROOF THE BODY FAGGOT FUCK WITH ME
I DON'T KNOW NOBODY NAME
BITCH PICK A LANE
AND KEEP Y'ALL FUCKING FOOT OFF MINE NOBODY GOTTA DIE TODAY
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FOR A CONVERSATION
Y'ALL DUMB AS FUCK Y'ALL KNOW Y'ALL CAN'T REPLACE ME
I BURNT THAT BITCH UP IT'S A CELEBRATION
MAKE SURE HIS MAMA CAN'T GO SEE HIS FACE
PUT YOU TO SLEEP IT'S NO MORE NOTHING BITCH

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL
X2

(I DON'T HAVE CXRPSE'S LYRICS FIGURE IT OUT)

NICOTINE W/ CXRPSE [PROD. FONY WALLACE & OLLIEYEAHH]

LYRICS | Instead of talking to people bout problems i just write em
I feel the insanity hit as I load up the rifle 
Everything went uphill the day I put down the bido
put my life into my hands im free as fuck from the saliva (trap)

Bitch I can do what the fuck that I wanna and no one can stop me I got all the power, I Climb up the ranks like a muffuking ladder I cock back the pistol I fuck up his bladder, he say that he better it don’t even matter the bread in my pocket keep on with the rising I’m saying goodbye to this city when I get to popping, the fake is the reason I don’t give a fuck

If I do not know you then you outta luck
Swarm of them bullets yea you better duck
Nigga complaining cause he get no buck 
bashing his head by the weight of my trucks

I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m trying to get to the cheesy blue
You in the way don’t got the time to be pleasing you - I guess it’s bad blood between me and you
So Sorry little shorty but can you move - I’m— doing so good at the moment RIGHT NOW 
If you at the spot and you tweaking you better pipe down 
I bout had to pop me a ratchet bitch with like 5 rounds 
Bouncing through his hood, drowning opps, nigga wipe out

(I know you pissed off... but let me know who the fuck you is my nigga)

Oh, hello I’m Pyrx it’s nice to meet ya
Mostly solo cause I don’t got time to wait for features 
Bitch I’m punked out can someone order a pizza
Tell her shut up and suck on this pickledy wickledy weener 
Ew I come and swipe through her pussy like ima visa card
Bitch I come through and wet up the whole boulevard 
And my flow be tighter than your daughters leotard
Member back in elementary jugging yugio cards 

Yuh I got a lot of bucks
bitch I’m snorting white stuff
Turned my bitch histrionic how I fucked her up
Bitch this blunt laced up
Ima bag chaser 
Put a hole in his brain wit a 38 uh

BAD BLOOD (PROD. 787 & SIXBOUND)

FUCK MY HEART IMA THROW IT IN THE TRASH
I KNEW I WAS NOTHING WHEN YOU SAID THAT 
ID GO BACK AND I HOPE THAT I GET HUNG CAUSE ITS
FUCK ME FOR LIFE AND I DONT GIVE A SHIT
IF I HAVE TO FUCKING DIE AY.

MOLLYBITCH!  W/PROBLEMCHILD PROD.KAON (IG:XOLOSTBOY_)

SHÏNÏ GÄNG.

BEATS/CONTACT: yungflexlaflare@gmail.com