More gxner x fony wallace please🔥🔥🔥

Bro dont delete your account like Needleguts did because if you delete it my life will have no sense because your songs makes me very happy

@nervexx
@yxuragxner
@buckx2

LYRICS

(YAUX)

WHEN I STEP INTO THE FUNCTION
KNOW THE BLOOD GON' MAKE A PUDDLE
BITCH HYSTERIA THE SET
AND BOY WE LOOKIN' LIKE SOME TROUBLE
AND I'M SCREAMIN' OUT MY LUNGS
LIL BITCH IM DOING NOTHING SUBTLE
WAY I SLIDE INTO THAT BEAT
I'M BOUT TO TEAR IT A NEW BUTTHOLE

BURNS ON MY CHEST AND I GAS OUT THE REST
AND IM SOMEHOW STILL THE BEST UH
YOU BEEN ON YOUR MUSTARD SHIT
BITCH YOU NEED TO KETCHUP (CATCH UP)

SMOKE UP A BITCH LIKE I ROLLED UP A SPLIFF
AND ITS ALL BOUT THAT KUSH, NOTHIN LESS UH
LIKE IT WHEN I'M FLICKIN' BIC
BOUT TO MAKE A MESS

OUTTA YOU!

ONE TWO THREE FOUR
GET A FUCKING MOP WHORE

BLOOD IS ON THE PAVEMENT GOT SOMETHING TO SAY,
THEN SAVE IT UH
LACING UP MY BOOTS AND I HOP IN THE PIT
AND BREAK IT UH
BUYING ALL THAT CLOUT, LIL BITCH
YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT UH

(GXNER)

Yeah I’ll leave his body on the interstate 
See you on the net you get to talkin then you get erased
Shawty use her neck she get to toppin I bust on her face
My shotty get to poppin it gonna leave him with a busted brain
I’m flyer then Kobe 
You is a whole fiend
Said he take percs man I hope that you OD
Bro you still owe me
We are not homies
Imma stomp you out you look better with broke teeth
I just met that girl I get to blowing out her back uh
I smoke too much dope I can not see like cataracts uh
I do kill for hire I think imma count a rack up
If he get to talkin leave his body on the black top

(NERVEXX)

I was fuckin naked
The basics are in a criminal
If I had a statement
I’m sayin that I’m orginal

The rave boy
He stand out
His posse wanna way out
The people that be lovin me
Gon dip, a mental layout

Bet!
Hold my shit
Cause i don’t really got the hands for it
I’m wiping snot up out my nose
And gettin bands for it
A potski hit my line
He got a method issue mane
I thought I told you hypocrites
Who sleepin that I bit you
But I can’t

ISSUE CAUSIN
PROPOSIN A MENTAL BREAKDOWN
GOTTA CARRY, NEW BARRIES
IM NEVA SAFE NOW

Betta shape the fuck up
Get layin in the ground
Stuck in epitomous
Hopin the lemon of livin
Be rollin the venom around

UH

CLEAN UP ON AISLE 5! W/ GXNER + NERVEXX (PROD. BUCKX2)

IG: @KILLTAKULISM

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Killtak-heart-of-red-lyrics

HEART OF RED

HEART OF RED (PROD. MASONMANSON/SXZU)

https://open.spotify.com/album/1GyHP94wWtlwioyQQAzBzx?si=JhGuKQWrSIi6o_jHBmqLIw
https://www.instagram.com/killauxxi/
https://www.instagram.com/278bddly/
https://www.instagram.com/kamatayaan/
@user-832842269
@bddly
@fuckamatayan
@prodguardian
@tracyzombie
art by @moonluvsluna

TWITTER FREESTYLE // DOOR (W/ KILLAUXXI & KAMATAYAN) [PROD. GUARDIAN/TRACY ZOMBIE]

SNAKE TAPES FEAT. GUAP SENSEI (BUCKX2)

Shoutout: 
https://soundcloud.com/buckx2
@nuumastar (ig)

Spotify

Leakin' on the floor w/Jenx2 (p. Buckx2) (art: @nuumastar)

fuck you


Why the fuck your flesh look appetizing right now?
Talk about the right side of your heart you need to pipe down
Mouth onto a curb I know your fat ass gonna bite down
Wait a couple seconds then I gonna turn your lights out

Aye You and kirby should go live together
Then I can burn the house down and make the world lil better aye
You like to lie and hurt your friends for pleasure
You try to get some clout but you’ll just be  forgotten forever aye

Dumb hoe
You don’t want the gun smoke
Bitch im still 19 and I be knocking at ur front door
Zion I cant let bygones just be bygones
When you wanna meet? You make me look like im a giant
Go and touch some grass you fucking dweeb need some vagina 
Keep the money, karma gonna fuck you up Elijah 
Kirby this for you if youre not busy with a minor
You let me down I hope you choke up on your own saliva

Rat in the trap
Now he stuck, he too fat uh
Get in my pack
Run your fade like its track uh
Snakes in the grass
Get my blade, imma wack them 
Boy you a brat
I recommend that you go eat some glass then

Shit some blood blood 
Go live in the mud mud
You look like you need a bath boy go soak in some suds suds
Both of you are done done
Nothing in your lungs lungs
I bet your moms regret the day she gave birth to you chumps chumps

Clean yourself up and go soak in some acid
Hit up your chest and my frequency rapid
I got a blade and you know that it massive
You call me Iverson I don’t needa practice

Kirby2cool need a kid or he’s flaccid 
Took a shit longer than his career lasted
Zion can choke on my dick from the back end
Get off your ass and go eat a damn salad uh

FAILURE (PROD. TRACY ZOMBIE/MUD)

lyric (art by @nuumastar)

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked

and bitch im back up in the room you cannot boot me
said get your face kicked
like thats a two piece
come get your brain picked

i said oh no not again
send
anyone get flexed on
yeah you talking bout guns but i bring the best one
schizophrenic in the zone yeah i guess that i must've slept wrong
tek off
uh shawty be fucking all over my face
and i came in this bitch yeah you know i cant wait
and you better go hurry cuz im taking your place
back off
dont stop bitch i smoking your pack up
spit on your feet yeah i feel like alpaca

and im fucking yo bitch and i turn her around and i dont give a fuck cuz im making her body flip
and i dont give a shit i put you on the ground i said look at my pack thats where all the toxins is
and i hit from the back i be making it crack and i just look at the sky cuz i got all these options bitch

wait i dont even know like whats the mothafuckin day
all you fucking bitches always got something to say
i just wanna die can someone put me in my grave
i dont give a fuck like suicide the only way
way too many drugs i think im fucking my membrane

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked

lungs feeling hollow need me cigarettes aye
you cannot talk watch me aim for the neck uh
how many friends are the ops i detect bitch
where is yo thot break her back in my bed bitch
turn off your heart put my knife in your chest bitch
cut off both my arms because im feelings reckless
dont stop with my bag or else you getting checked bitch
no shots in my mag cuz i made them all exit

BOOT UP! (PROD. MICHAEL LINK/GLOWS1DE)

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

(art @rejectedreyna)
(prod @fonywallace + @cadenbobaden)

LYRICS:
Miss one shot, wonder where my aim at
Reticle highlight on his head like a face tat
Shots gonna turn him into Soulja how we crank dat
Drive be 120 like we on a race track
My pockets get fatter, they look like Rick Ross
He talkin stupid get slapped up, he look like Chris Rock
My meat gon drag cross her face like she put on lip gloss
She throw it back to my song and post it on Tiktok

That boy catchin knuckles, throwing punches like I'm Floyd
You know I'm swerving lanes causing crashes out the Royce
Shawty suck me up, use her mouth, lose her voice
And my choppa shake him up it gonna leave him Cameron Boyce
He getting chin checked in the pit I've had enough
Shawty liking how I taste so I sit it on her tongue
He get smoked like a vape ho we hittin his lungs
Straight chillin in the wraith, wanna street race or some?
Wanna street race or some, Imma put him on the curb
Imma let my weapon talk, imma let that .30 burst
This extendo on the glock gonna double how it hurts
Yeah I'm screaming for some cash you still gotta go to work (laugh track)
Uh take my money out the ATM
Bought another chopper now I'm slayin like it's pay to win
Uh yeah I made a major m
Hittin every shot like Kobe now the Lakers win
And my shawty so bad she hittin higher notes
13 shots hit him man we did him like Silento
Creeping down the building, Yeah I know it's gettin quiet tho
Shout out Tony stark ho I'm toting on an iron pole

Miss one shot, wonder where my aim at
Reticle highlight on his head like a face tat
Shots gonna turn him into Soulja how we crank dat
Drive be 120 like we on a race track
My pockets get fatter, they look like Rick Ross
He talkin stupid get slapped up, he look like Chris Rock
My meat gon drag cross her face like she put on lip gloss
She throw it back to my song and post it on Tiktok

Imma turn him to a dead man
Straight head shots, hit his head man
Keep a glick tucked and a vest man
If he switch up blow his head in
Yeah someone had to let you know
I be lurkin in the night check the window
I be wearing all black match the tint hoe
My hoe foreign she be matching with the whip hoe

CRANK DAT (PROD. FONY WALLACE + CADENBOBADEN)

Creepie Crawler (feat. Melodie, Sam, Moonluvsluna, Kamatayan) [prod. Warbage]

FEEL THE PAIN, I WANT YOU TO FEEL THE PAIN!
instagram.com/killtakular/
instagram.com/luisproducedit/
instagram.com/rejectedreyna/

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Killtak-feel-the-pain-lyrics

FEEL THE PAIN w/ REJECTEDREYNA, LUISPRODUCEDIT [prod. JOPXT/MASONMANSON]

these are on the zenten page but I havent dropped anything so here

CRANK DAT (PROD. FONY WALLACE + CADENBOBADEN)

GXNER.

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