Thank you to Ayesha Erotica, Landfill, Mutant Joe, GGEdgar & DJ Birdo

I'm So Serious

Yuh
Out here rocking pumas with the spindle toe
I don't do the free appearances, I let ya know
If you could find another trick I'll twist it up fasho
No wonder why I'm getting flooded with the plays, yo

Fuckas playin soft boy so I shellac the hoe
I'm coming through there for the sip, he heard I need some po
Yuh, I don't got no business with the shakers, though
You thought me fuck on a scraggler? That's a big no

See me got some flavor, wonder how I do the shit
Don't bother bitch, I'm super up, there's no congruences
Can't fuck round with the flimsy puss, I'm finna ruin it
I got her ragdollin' shit, on a kooky tip

Uh huh, think I got me cheese up in a billfold
I want me silence and some money I'ma kill for
Walkin' backwards in the room like "what's the deal, folk"
Stackin' up real stable, but the funds about to tilt, though

Gimme sum, gimme sum, make it grip, that's that
I don't got none else to do so lay ya shit down flat
I need me cash, I need me yummy, buss it down for a stack
Don't think just 'cuz we busy I ain't keeping up with your ass

Gimme sum, gimme sum, make it grip, that's that
I don't got none else to do so lay ya shit down flat
I need me cash, I need me yummy, buss it down for a stack
Don't think just 'cuz we busy I ain't keeping up with your ass

Gimme Sum [prod. Mutant Joe]

[vanessa]
can you take me to the circus?
i heard it's cotton candy galore
i brought you here on purpose
cus i got a special ride in store

[xanham]
i can take you to the surface
needle in her arm but i'm thinkin that it's worth it
i just popped a xan now i think i got a purpose

[patty]
i'll
find the fattest bitch that i can
in the porta-potty we will smash
oh i need to come right now
400 pounds she's my cow

[vanessa]
just take a couple more
a few more can't hurt, can it

finna fuck at the six flags 

at raging waters and we getting venereal
she got the milk like the fruity pebble cereral
no i cant trust the hoe except she got that yummyeeeeeee

Six Flags <vanessa ringworm x jae bismol x luh Patty>

Go ahead n suck us off dats what y’all boy do anyway
If u hit us Better State ya business wutchu wanna say 
Ion fink ya mysterious dat lil "Popular loner" shit
Too many Mufucks on my phone just cut it i think u should Quit

Srsly just stop speakin Wut makes you think that that's ok
30 year old men out here Panhandlin for promo and shit 
earth already got rappers, the dmv is understaffed 
You should go home from the echoplex and take a fuckin bath

I report to no one bcus I got all my own shit
You won't even try it cuz Ion play da transactional
Knows who’s in my circle nun dem spoutin Pseudofactual
Personally i'll walk off but my homegirl she might smack da hoe

Been back in the sun puttin In work do you wan muscle up
Boi I cud get witcha pretty soon you gonna fuck em up 
Don't think its cool bein self destructive not 18 no mo
Might trip in da dark or sum n walk off in the forest doe 

got that thumb up in ya mouth so who's your daddy now

Y’all should shut the fuck up please dont ask me for a single thing
What make u fink dat I want mingle I already got a team
It was fun when i was younger but kickin it dont pay me
Dont get stuck up in the mud not everyone gets out you see

Panhandlers [prod. Mutant Joe]

Ion talk about my issues so why you bring em here
we here to groove n shut the fuck up make dat pussy jerk
I dont wan conversate n think but ill get u a drink
What I mean is if u feelin blue den jus sip dis Pink

We wanna vibe n not take a single thing seriously
jus gonna be Shootin dice tonight if u here wit me
Fuck all da bullshit lil mane hand me my poolstick
Pourin up wit da team to drink u know I Do it quick

New spot new rocks da same smooth brain
Act like I dont do shit but rack it up dats how it stay
Not happy wit da horror of having shakes on da plane
I remember feelin dat when we went to salt lake

Fink dat I work too quick well nobody else got complaints
I know ya missin me n shit I re-emerge again
With all that went on, just remember ian featherfooted
Its hard to juggle all da stuff while nailing all these bookings

The point is snapping and this is how u Get onna dat
If my skully was less thick maybe I woulda cracked
U ever fixate like me then homie Put it back
Go eat these mothafuckas chin to god, shoulders back

yeah yeah

what all the pages told me

Chin To God [prod. DJ Birdo]

Hoes boppin', I ain't goin for it
Who you talking to?
Check me like that, you got a man but you still throwin cooch?
Shit

I'll take the slop and go back home, that's all that we could do
Messin' with the bop, I ain't want to but I had to

Because I got way more shit than I'ma ever let on
If I'm quiet, I ain't scared of ya, bitch, I just ain't goin
You best go and get your pay, them bops will come along the way
Just gone set you fuckas straight, the way I'm tired of the game

I'ma make that bitch yak, finna boom on that ho
No more funny shit, you gettin' stuffed then we go to the store
You not laughing at my jokes when all this up inside your throat
And I don't kiss up in the club but I get hectic on the floor
What these motherfuckers want? Takes a lot to make me drool
You not like the other girl but you gone fuck me cuz I'm cool
Girl you woofin', on my momma I ain't with the shit go home
Got me growling at you, act like I'm a slave to the dome

Girl, tell me what you doing
Why you playin' round?
Know I had ya friend boppin'
I could take you now
Gotta boom on that bitch
It ain't none to it
Wan' catch me boomin with the hoe
You know I do it

Boom on dat ho
Boom on dat ho
B-Boom on dat ho
B-Boom on dat ho

You messin' with that girl except she boppin on me lil' bruh
She bouncin off the walls, me think that she about to kill some

Boom on dat ho
Boom on dat ho
B-Boom on dat ho
B-Boom on dat ho

You messin' with that girl except she boppin on me lil' bruh
She bouncin off the walls, me think that she about to kill some

Boom On Dat Ho [prod. DJ Birdo]

woadie cracked out, folks ain't know what they was messin with
ride with no one lately, dont pick up unless im sellin it
ya bitch is boomed out, mind my business shit, i'm celibate
no mo havin fun, we get it done, think ima wreck ya shit

tween voices got to ya head, make you think you hot
ya at the venue and that bitch empty, let's connect the dots
ya no more than a weasel and we know you can't fight
so you better get right, man ya boys sum light

like who'd you think you're fooling bruh
what good would the heat do a spineless creature?
i can't wait til all the fake tough die out
how you deal in the flesh? give you sum to cry about

keep it too strong
get like me
what you cryin' bout?

fuck the wimpy shit, me and my folk got nun to lie about
how you think you the boss when you ain look out for ya people?
i reject all of that fuckin noise cuz we see how you feeble, bitch

guess you not gon' learn until you get ya shit broken
stay inside the crib bitch, ima leave ya ass homeless
ya boys got no heart, and it shows every fuckin' week
ain't no fuckin repeat, prepare to get ya ass beat

Sum To Cry Bout [prod. DJ Birdo]

walkin round me angy, waitin for someone to try the kid
lookin over here, give me excuse to throw a couple kicks
feel like you boy lazy, i can't put up witcha sorry shit
mulin' with the hustle took a minute, but i'm back in it

wan go back on the road with all my folk, we got a couple months
ya salty at the show, you on the wall, we got ya bitch pumped
tell 'em ease up, ion want ya hoe, she starfish
finna go buffoon, i'm with the crew so put a sock in it

cope and seethe (hey)
you know how to do it
punish yourself cuz you're having no movement
gonna have to find a new one to blame
got more shitty every day, your head is not in the game

all we do is hustle
all we do is boom out
you red in the face and psychobabblin, what you on about?
ion like you mufuckas, you don't have a backbone
gotta have a thick skin if you wanna ride along

manchild, manchild, makin me sick
fuck off, better learn to pull your own weight, kid
manchild, manchild, always clinging to dicks
never been up on your shit, how are you okay with this?

i think you mufuckas stupid, gon getcha ass some velcro
i aint doin tracks, hit you with nothin or the "hell no"
gots to lay it down on yall, i didn't come in for nothin bruh
yall helpless like for what?
swear once i tie my shoes, i'll fuck it up

cope
seethe
drop it to ya knees
show dem boys how you step, go and cry for some cheese
better let the team know if you lackin in the life skills
take a nap inside the dumpster, mane gon come thru with that kill

Manchild [prod. T Russ]

Took from the source
Now you done lost out
Friends get gone once they wring you out

We just wanna leave, cuz the hand went down
Like we just wanna reach stasis somehow

Better pick the shit up
Wutcha doin on the floor
We got much too much to do to have ya vibe that low

I'm not cool with all the loafin, make me think you not gon float
Not a joke, get it back
You not gon like where this could go

Mufuckas better wake up fore they get swallowed
I might look a little lax, only if you knew the half
Throw the 80 in my coat and I'll see you tomorrow
Lotta hurt thrown around, got a bit to rehash

They done got took
They done got 'em good
Gotta know they ate any way they could

One day you'll look down and see a shell
Can't help it, feels just like the day you fell
They all play the same, you better give 'em hell
Boy you better go and teach 'em well

What's the issue, you can't keep a health streak?
Gonna run to sum crusty cuz you can't be lonely?
Gots to go and stir the pot cuz we not used to the peace
All the shit that shook you up and not a single bit unique

Got ya ass tryna crabwalk with that contorted spirit
Wutcha lookin to next? it's behind you, isn't it?
Brody let himself get dubbed and now he reap the consequence
Locked out, like forever, this not making any sense

Reap The Consequence [prod. DJ Birdo]

Makin grip I gots to flip it up and send it back
Not gonna touch it you can look but getcha own stack
She damn skippy askin folk who place it is she at
Come with da smoochin shawd im goodie know im offadat

Wut you got issue with this gwappy you can sit and watch
Hate witcha heffer on the side while me go make it pop
I see you fucks, parasocial livin rent free
Keep up the Larpin go head with that and get off of me
Boom Boom Boom, slappin onna ground me throwin fit
Sloppa come on over takin out da anger on da dick
She lookin for muffin knowin that I keep a couple tricks
Rockin different routes I always find a way to make it stick

stackin different ways I got some new dat I rock
You wanna mess round with the best i’m gonna ask you to stop
Move like a beast i make you snap dat if you was talkin hot
Fuck out my face lil cuh we know you known for woofin a lot
gon get me a couple rubber bands n do what it do
come meet me at da spot in 20 boy im lookin at you
1on1 it, know you fluffin if you come witcha crew
Ya talkin' mess and now it’s hot, they sent the word and it flew

gotcha main counting rolls, really doin' it up
breaking up goodies for the week know ima go drop her off
Ya broke dat bitch off now she wavy n we making it crunch
Me tossing paper ain't no different having fun wit the bop

wutcha wan get into makin skrill I see u touchin bills
Rockin out like dis erday ain nuthin all I make is kill
Had a few around before no longer cuz they had to spill
This could go a couple different ways so how you really feel

Bring him out
It’s time to eat
All the mess spoke
ya boys gonna see

Foot in ya mouth
Laid eyes on me
wouldn't ever take the slander lightly

want to push it back, ya damn skippy, it's too late for that
steppin on ya hoe, then onto you, come get ya face smacked
you all just bitch and point, i had to take a step back from the rap
man i think you puss, are you even gonna say jack

what happened to voice? i got like 5 but i just showed you 3
it's never enough, i hear 'em talking like "feed me"
been getting to mine, but i ain't forget about y'all missing me
i'm back on the push, bout to get a lil creepy

Damn Skippy [prod. Landstrike]

Want to push around, want to break some
Y'all been twacking out, it look like you bout to flip
When you think you wanna fuck around, come back biting and shit
Don't even want say the word because we getting over this shit

I see what you say to me
It's following me
The way you're moving 'round, I want you moving on me
why don't you move it on me

Moving it down, feeling it now
'Cuz I was stuck, you got me back, it's got me feeling it now
Moving around, throwing it down
I see you stuck off in this way a couple others can't see
Moving it around, like how you move that around
You got me stuck off in this way like i can feel it on me

Pushin' up, I can feel the pull
You're sizing me up like "whoa"
Wanna make it go slow
You can make it go slow
Wanna freak? I'm stuck on this jam, I am
My head is kinda buzzin' but I like the way you hit your spin, god damn

Moving around, throwing it down
I see y'all stuck off in this way a couple others can't see
Moving it around, like how you move that around
You got me stuck off in this way like I can feel it on me

I see how you mess around, can't get it to me
I see how you fuck around, keep it off of me
Can't get it on me, it's not happening see
Can't get it on me, it's not happening see

Moving around, throwing it down
I see y'all stuck off in this way a couple others can't see
Moving it around, like how you move that around
You got me stuck off in this way like I can feel it on me

Moving around, throwing it down
I see y'all stuck off in this way a couple others can't see
Moving it around, like how you move that around
You got me stuck off in this way like I can feel it on me

Movin' Around [prod. DJ Birdo]

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Bro was boomin' sticks, now he face down, locked up
We not tryna go that way, y'all must have had me focked up
Earn my stripes, they wan know why I talk so obnoxious
Pop out with my girls, can't tell if they really onto us

Funny every time they walk away and crawl back
Like what were you thinking, that you come first, bitch?
They wanna team up, like I don't know bout all that
I'm not into the shit that y'all immersed in

Got a couple things under my fuckin' sleeve
You wanna talk, wanna talk, cuz ya dried out
Losers in disguise, get them out of my eyesight
No you not really my cuddy, see you fried now

I'm just tryna go on my motherfucking trip
Say what's up to Ayesha, Chase, and That Kid
Fuckin' up the game, fuckin' up the game all type of ways
I wanted them goofballs walkin' out in the first place

You thought you touchin' me, you thought I wasn't winning, trick
Uh huh, you really thought you was the only one on dick
I think it's funny how you thought I did this all so quick
Couldn't be further from the truth, like are you stupid bitch?

Not into the shit that y'all immersed in
Like why are y'all immersed in it?
Not into the shit that y'all immersed in, uh
Like why are y'all immersed in it?
I couldn't relate, I couldn't relate
I couldn't relate, don't wanna relate

You Thought (Losers in Disguise) [prod. Jaguarclaw]

They cracked out, why they pestering bruh
I wanna get em off of me, im finna bounce on lil cuh
Playin tricks with me man I’ll get you right in the gut
He bein funny with some money got me aggy as fuck

Ya boys dead and it’s over with, come run me my chips
I move quick every time I gotta take back the lick
It’s no tolerance about it, really pummeling shit
Hella spite leftover, I got mo for ya bitch

I hate that these boys so blank, M.O. riding dick
Ya better fuck off with the flattery I see through the shit
Motherfuckers wanna talk, we just doin’ it up
I know I got ‘em mad as fuck, you can sit in your rut

Finna buss, finna blow, finna get me some mo
I like cracking hoes open, girl take me to the store
Got this bop doing the most, she act like she wanna dose
Like we could do some foolery if you don’t get too close (that's word)

Take me to the store
Take me to the store
Take me, take me
Take me to the store
Take me to the store
Take me, take me

Take Me to the Store [prod. Ayesha Erotica]

Steady makin’ flips, steady tellin’ suits “No”
Me stay racking bangers but y’all thought I went cold
It’s been written on the wall one thing bout me shit ima go
Keep sentence over there like why y’all messin’ up the flow

Ya funkin’ with the kid that shit make me wan’ go and whop it
Ya talkin’ talkin’ when ya not versed, why ya knock it?
Losing ya cookies ova me like I ain’ mean to do it
Every other week somebody wanna tout the fact they clueless

Like
Why you no sit down, c’mon give it a breather cuh
I’m tryna rock but we cannot til you quit steamin’ up
I see ya boys love to trip over ya laces
Ya fit so vamp why don’t ya tell me why ya faceless

Been flipped da rock like tell the yops to eat a dick
squad been fuckin’ up they was just gettin’ it how they live
Bobo shake some like maraccas dun it up like hella big
What you testin’ ima chew ya up lil bruh you better git

Boom
Bow
Scare ya fuckas straight
Shorty playin with the piece hella dummy, watch me skate
Ya boy doin the most he don’t know he gon’ get ate
So buffoonish actin foolish keeping rounds in the crate

I rocked em with the venom made ya cuzzo go mute
Now me feelin’ lil blank, had to terrorize the crew
Lookin at familiars like who the fuck is you
Losing ya noggin crazy, what the fuck I just do? (Whoa)

Y'all puss

Manchild [prod. T Russ]

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