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Bitch, I'm medicated
Don't give a fuck what's in my face
Counting all this money, swear to god I'm different paced
Counting all this money, get it quick just like a race
Counting all this money, swear to god what's in my face?
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Hahaha, hahaha, ha ha
Feel like Tay-K, tell lil' bitch, "do the race"
Spin around bitch, let me see your pretty face
Me and my bros, yeah we tied in like a lace
Like my grandma said, "win first, play late"
Like my bro said, "come here, let it err"
Bitcrush they vocals, cuz I know they're insecure
Light his fucking house, turn that shit into a fixer upper
Know they pissed, they get no love from their fucking mother
Feel like Big X, the way I'm from Texas X
Bitch hit me up, I don't really wanna text
Still waking up, thinking 'bout tomorrow next
Just like a bodybuilder, all I do is flex
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Counting to the bank, laughing to the bank
Hahaha, hahaha, ha ha
Bitch, I'm medicated
Don't give a fuck what's in my face
Counting all this money, swear to god I'm different paced
Counting all this money, get it quick just like a race
Counting all this money, swear to god what's in my face?
Feel like Tay-K, tell lil' bitch, "do the race"
Spin around bitch, let me see your pretty face
Me and my bros, yeah we tied in like a lace
Like my grandma said, "win first, play late"
Like my bro said, "come here, let it err"
Bitcrush they vocals, cuz I know they're insecure
Light his fucking house, turn that shit into a fixer upper
Know they pissed, they get no love from their fucking mother
(This is a Blake Bryant exclusive, lil' hoe)
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(Maybach music)
(Becker!)
Yeah, my price is really high, hit restart on that button
That's my type of price, hit the liquor store fo' mo'
Killstreak CEO, big money maker, big risk taker
One Man Army, ya wrist faker
Straight from the 940, yeah you know
Smoking all that dope, got my eyes in drought
Smoking big ass blunts, yeah, filled with Dro
And I feel like Gucci, told that hoe to swing my door
Lil' bitch, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
In ya city like a one man army
940 on the chain, you can see
Love it when I hear the money counter beep
Tell the hoe to swing my door
Hit the liquor store fo' mo'
Off a bar, I'm in the bed
Love to waking up to bread
I can never fucking sleep, I can never fucking rest
Eyes open from the glow, they looking down like chest
In ya- In ya city like a one man army
In ya- In ya city like a one man army
In ya- In ya city like a one man army
In ya- In ya city like a one man army
940 on the chain, you can see
Love it when I hear the money counter beep
Tell the hoe to swing my door
Hit the liquor store fo' mo'
Hit that big ass purchase, hit and rob the store (Becker!)
Yeah, my price is really high, hit restart on that button (8 Ball Radio!)
Yeah, my price is really high, hit restart on that-
Yeah, my price is really high, hit restart- restart- (Blake's mine)
In ya city like a one man army (Cuff yo chick!)
940 on the chain, you can see
Love it when I hear the money counter beep
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(Brand new banger)
(Bitch)
B-b-buggin' out like a tweaker
Stealin' chips out the store
Like a tweaker, like a tweaker
Pouring wok in a beaker, wok in the beaker
Play this shit loud, don't keep it quiet, put that shit on speaker
Was out my- was out my- was out my mind, stone cold, just like a freezer
Hit up Plug, tell him I need shit on beeper
Pull up in New York, I empty out the crowd
Me and Luca ran it back for the thirtieth time, smokin' loud
In the back with a comically large pipe
Straight to ya mouth (straight to ya mouth)
Come right on this bitch, don't give no fuck 'bout no spouse
Buggin' out like a tweaker, shawty on me like a freaker
Blowin' up like a creeper, pull his heart, put it in a freezer
Uh, uh, uh, like a tweaker, like a tweaker
Like a tweaker, like a tweaker
Come right on this bitch, don't give no fuck 'bout no spouse
Buggin' out like a tweaker, shawty on me like a freaker
Blowin' up like a creeper, pull his heart, put it in a freezer
(I'm not gonna lie, this is some hot dogsh-)
Like a tweaker, like a tweaker
Like a tweaker, like a tweaker
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(Hey, Seepy, do we get some medals?)
Mask- masked up, just like I'm Jason
Friday 13, bitch, I'm fucking waiting
In- in- in the corner and I'm straight strafing
Mama calling, like, "Where the fuck you waiting?"
Up in the kitchen, cooking, not baking
Up in the kitchen, baking, not cooking
Li- little bitch ass fat just like pudding
Up- up in the store and I start crooking
Mask- masked up, just like I'm Jason
Friday 13, bitch, I'm fucking waiting
Camp Crystal Lake, bitch, I start to strafing
Grab my axe and I go straight to working
Fuck these little boys, I swear when I get them
They get rolled and packed in
Walked in the club, bitches stare like a magnet
Coming real fast, little boy, you got to catch it
Woah, walked in the bitch
Yeah, you know I'm Jason
Talking about the clique?
Boy, you not adjacent
Woah, GTR, god, and that shit be racing
Little baby and she calling on my phone
Yeah, I'm off a xan, like, can't you leave me alone?
When I said leave, yeah, I ship it right home
Yeah, call me a dog, go get me a bone
Throw me some money, yeah, I got to catch it all
Walked in this bitch, like I'm Jason
Say you know the clique? Boy, you not adjacent
Woah, we in that whip and racing
Pistolero whip out that blick and erase him
He erase him, he erase him
I caught dude all alone, can't save him
Came through, kick the door, bitch
I just dropped a xan, oh my god, I need more, bitch
Came in with that coke, bitch, she want to do a line now
Ay, keep my Gen 5 tucked, you better pipe down
Yeah, and they say they love you, but they don't, bitch
Pull the fucking pint out, I'm tired, I need more, bitch
When I die, put a glock in my casket
They don't fuck with you
They just chatting, they just capping
Yeah, they gonna do you how they did me
Better watch out, yeah, I keep a XD like it's Disney
Creeping through the cut, all black, you can't see me
Lero 2k, bitch, I'm one of one, you can't be me
Yeah, they gon' regret it, when they see me on the TV
Walk up out the crib, fresh as fuck, brand new BB's (B, B)
On my motherfucking belt, yeah, it shining
He got dropped, then I want it
Where the Wok? Got to find it
And this beat prod Seepy
Got this shit in a chokehold, got it repeat
Hop up on the mic', talk my shit, so easy
I don't even got to jack a flow, I'm being me
Did me motherfucking dirty, you ain't seeing me
I just dropped a whole 30, you ain't seeing me
Mask- masked up, just like I'm Jason
Friday 13, bitch, I'm fucking waiting
Camp Crystal Lake, bitch, I start to strafing
Grab my axe and I go straight to working
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Bitch, I walk in, who's who?
Take trips, brand new
Outta state, who knew?
Cadillac, all blue
Bitch, I walk into the club and you know I'm looking fresh as hell
Shawty thick as shit, but she loud just like a bell
And I'm getting good grades, swear to god I go to Yale
Stole his catalytic converter, now we did the dash
In my Cadillac, got 300 on the dash
Drunk as hell like Biruta, swear to god I'm 'bout to crash
Me and Chapters ran it back just like a page in a book
Cheffing up just like a cook, stole yo bitch just like a crook
Walk in, they look
Need it pronto, like look
Need it pronto, I took
Need it pronto, I took
Need it pronto, I finesse
Went to Saks, so I could flex
Japanese Denim, hanging off my ass like Kanye West
Writing shit, it got me stressed
I still got shit, I can't confess
I still got cash, I can't invest
Or IRS will make request
Put the glock-y to his chest
Like WikiLeaks, it stay suppressed
Know that bitch leaking some fake screenshots
Know that pussy is a pest
Boy got brain rot, all his streams bot
Yeah, that boy fat and obsessed
They say that he fucked someone, that molest
Googling his name, jobs that gon reject
Know he finna be hard-pressed
Or he depressed
What could we guess
Dickriding, but its free-stress
When he reach crest
Pay no concern
Stay hiding, bitch
Me and Chapters ran it back just like a page in a book
Cheffing up just like a cook, stole yo bitch just like a crook
Walk in, they look
Need it pronto, like look
Need it pronto, I took
Need it pronto, I took
(This is a Blake Bryant exclusive)
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Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
Tek up in my blunt-
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
Tek up in my blunt when I walk in (dayum)
Tek in the spot when I walk in a (phew, phew)
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
White bitch put the white in her nose like Narcan
I know that shit, because she my biggest fan
Walk up in the spot, I got bands in my hands
Suit on, bitch, I feel like the man
Real tweakers use me just like Narcan
Sipping on Pure Leaf with spark in the can
(Sp-spark in the can, sp- spark in the can)
(Back off, Blake's mine)
Tek up in my blunt when I walk in (dayum)
Tek in the spot when I walk in a (phew, phew)
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
Tek up in my blunt when I walk into the spot
White bitch put the white in her nose like Narcan
I know that shit, because she my biggest fan
Walk up in the spot, I got bands in my hands
Suit on, bitch, I feel like the man
Real tweakers use me just like Narcan
Sipping on Pure Leaf with spark in the can
(Sp-spark in the can, sp- spark in the can)
Bad bitch gonna shake her ass just like Ice Spice
Feel like Paul Wall, got the chains with the ice
Feel like Paul Wall, got the grills with the ice
Looking in my cup, you gon' see the ice
Looking in my cup, you gon' see Wok with ice
Ain't nobody in the city walk around, that's nice
Little boy tryna press me, give him Fisher-Price
Got a blonde bitch, drifting off the perc like life
Give her Narcan, now she acting real fucking nice
Alcoholic two months ago, I don't give no shit
Walk up in the house with a glick on my hip
Walk up in the house, a- on my hip
Drop my cup in the toilet, bitch, I say "ahh"
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In the fucking back, look at my phone, just got cashapped
This shit glitched, what the fuck happened to my balance?
Just a young little boy straight from the fucking Dallas
Keep me sacred like a prize in that palace
Bitch, I'm fucking sacred, keep me glassed like a chalice
You cannot take me, I'm on top of shit
Money negative, but I got time, check my wrist
Fucking with that bitch, she got a stupid butt
My bro got a stupid gut, told him kick the cup
Told 'em leave me 'lone, I cannot give a second fuck
'Spensive ass jacket made right out of moose and buck
Tuscan leather spray gon' leave you right in the mud
He said it was his time to blow, but he just a fucking dud
He told me he was gon' kill my mans, so I left him back in blood
Told him time was ticking, so he pacing at the clock
Told him, looking at my shit, get off my cock
Park that boat right into the fucking dock
Special Ops, tactical, get a fucking drop
Phew, In the fucking back, look at my phone, just got cashapped
This shit glitched, what the fuck happened to my balance?
Just a young little boy straight from the fucking Dallas
Keep me sacred like a prize in that palace
Bitch, I'm fucking sacred, keep me glassed like a chalice
You cannot take me, I'm on top of shit
Money negative, but I got time, check my wrist
Fucking with that bitch, she got a stupid butt
My bro got a stupid gut, told him kick the cup
Told 'em leave me 'lone, I cannot give a second fuck
'Spensive ass jacket made right out of moose and buck
Tuscan leather spray gon' leave you right in the mud
He said it was his time to blow, but he just a fucking dud (Gavin)
He told me he was gon' kill my mans, so I left him back in blood
Told him time was ticking, so he pacing at the clock
Told him, looking at my shit, get off my cock
Park that boat right into the fucking dock
Special Ops, tactical, get a fucking drop
Special Ops, tactical, get a fucking drop
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I've been out my body since a muhfuckin' bender
I've been back, locked in ever since December
Dumbass kid, you a bot, just like Bender
(Awh)
(808 Mafia)
Hit him with that glock, now we make him doing laps
He say that he punching, but he cut off all the tags
Bro be saying anything, he say he shop at Saks
He say that he punching, but he cut off all the tags
Bro be saying anything, he say he shop at Saks
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Catch him with that heat, we gon' make him relapse
Left his fucking body right in fragments, right in scraps
Hit him with that glock, now we make him doing laps (awh)
He say that he punching, but he cut off all the tags
Bro be saying anything, he say he shop at Saks
He say that he punching, but he cut off all the tags
Bro be saying anything, he say he shop at Saks
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Catch him with that heat, we gon' make him relapse
Left his fucking body right in fragments, right in scraps
Hit him with that glock, now we make him doing laps
He say that he punching, but he cut off all the tags
(Maybach Music)
(Awh)
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Taking thirty tabs, taking- thirty tabs
Catch him with that heat, we gon' make him relapse
Just like ODB, we being slanging cracker jack
Just like ODB, we being slanging cracker jack
Just like ODB, we being slanging cracker jack
Just like ODB, we being slanging cracker jack
I've been out my body since a muhfuckin' bender
I've been back, locked in ever since December
Dumbass kid, you a bot, just like Bender
I told her that I'm ace, but she still want me to bend her (off)
I don't wanna hear you talk down on my guys now
Say you wanna fight, then let's do it, bitch, right now
Woman of the Year, no bitch can take my crown now
If you wanna reach for it, then fuck around and find out
Back up all of your claims, no, you cannot take a timeout
Leave your body froze, like you motherfucking timed out
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(That's funny, 'cuz we didn't make any phone calls)
Tell the hoe to get in my car, she gotta steer shit
Looking at my flesh, I think I'ma eat it
(Turn that garbage off, this is a Killstreak Certified exclusive)
M- at- the- store- was a- (bad) case
Trippin' off that bad face, she skinny, but she got a fat waist
Uh, met her at the corner store, I got ripped off
Looking at my jeans, why the fuck they ripped now?
Ay, in my fucking Civi going to Cici's
Bought some RiRi's, tell a hoe to work just like Riri
Uh, uh, she wearing Lululemon, so I know she god damn freaky
Ecstasy got me zombiewalkin', I can't see shit (Evil Empire)
Yeah, my eyes blurry, I can't really see shit
Tell the hoe to get in my car, she gotta steer shit
Looking at my flesh, I think I'ma eat it
Met her at the corner store, I knew she was a bad case
Trippin' off that bad face, she skinny, but she got a fat waist
Uh, met her at the corner store, I got ripped off
Looking at my jeans, why the fuck they ripped now?
Ay, in my fucking Civi going to Cici's
Bought some RiRi's, tell a hoe to work just like Riri, uh, uh
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Die for my bros like I'm Obi-Wan
Die for my bros like I'm (Don't try it!)
Die for my bros like I'm Obi-Wan
Tell lil' bro "Shoot 'em with the gun"
Bolded M30 got me going crazy
Feel like a god, but on god, I'm never lazy
Bad bitch on my draws, backing up, she horny
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Double that shit with my bro like an 80
Doing tricks on it, you doing 180
Remember the days I was only counting up 20
Split with my bro, make it 50
Making bread with the bros, count it up more quickly
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
New George Michael of the scene like the 80
Boy, why yo pants so skinny?
Need them hefty
(Blake)
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(Evil!)
Feel like Wayne dropping "The Carter"
All my bros thugged out like Barter
All my bros uniform like charter
Stacking bricks up just like a porter
Money coming in? I support it
Dropping on hoes, I feel like a care package
Giving a hoe package whackage (ready?)
All my bros linked in like magnets (go!)
I hop on the beat and I fucking trash it
You tryna pay me? Don't be trashy
Hit my DM, don't be on no bullshit
Wasting my time, you gon' get blocked
Broken in, I still fucking rock
And I snap like rock
Feel like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Feel like Tisa, I'm 'bout to fucking rock (I'm on fire!)
They open me and get a UAV
Stacking fetti just like cheese
Telling me I need to do more? Please
Got ten bad hoes on they knees
Not even gon' lie, they all straight fives
I don't talk shit, I never fucking lie
(This is a Blake Bryant exclusive)
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(DJ SevenStacks)
Tell that hoe, I just wanna rock
Bad ass bitch, she tryna get on top
Tell that hoe, I just wanna rock
Sniffing blow, but it feel like rock
Rose to the top real quick, they think I had a reform
Big ass fucking shoes, what I'm stepping in, they not some Foams
Not some Foams- just wanna rock- hanging with a crown of thorns
Got some holes- looking like some combs
HTML, had it to keep it written like form
I'm tryna rock tonight
Tryna rock tonight
Tryna rock tonight
Tryna rock tonight
Tryna rock tonight
(SevenStacks)
She don't wanna slide, oh, she gon' ride
She on my body, I just made your main hoe body-
I just made her body rock
Oh, she gon- rock, oh, she gon' ride
Rock, rock, rock, rock
(Ask her if she alright)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
She on my body
(This is a Blake Bryant exclusive, little hoe)
(Hashtag Messiahs, bitch)
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(This is a Blake Bryant exclusive)
(Gav-, Gavin)
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Told him drop the lo', he dropped the rock
And I'm cooking crack right up in my Crock-Pot
I know all the spots, I been walking through the hills
I know all the hills, cause I'm walking through the spots
Looking up at my hand, you gon' see a big watch
I been getting money everyday, it cannot stop (I really told 'em-)
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Yeah, tell little boy to get out
Yeah, tell little boy just to get out, huh
I’m on the road again, man, I can’t get out
Mixing with them drugs like 808
Ask my little brother, "you play today?"
Yeah, boy, I’m tryna get lit today
Off that zaza, I get like this
Too high, I feel like this
I've got too much money, I had to clear my list
Shit way too easy, man, I feel like my brother named Xhris
Too many lames wanna ask how the fuck that I get like this?
And I get high, and I’m tryna get fly
Put 'em right in the sky
Do you wanna fucking die?
Told him drop the lo', he dropped the rock
And I'm cooking crack right up in my Crock-Pot
I know all the spots, I been walking through the hills
I know all the hills, cause I'm walking through the spots
Yeah, we moving through the hills
Yeah, we moving through the hills
Yeah, we moving through the hills
Yeah, we moving through the- oh, oh, oh, oh
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
Drop the top, this shit get hot
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Rock, rock, rock, rock
Just like- rock, rock
Just like- rock, rock (This is a Blake Bryant exclusive, little hoe)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Just like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Just like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Just like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Just like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Just like- rock, rock
Just like- rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock (rock)
Rock (rock)
Rock-
She don't wanna slide, oh, she gon' ride
She on my body, I just made your main hoe body-
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock (rock, rock)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock (rock, rock)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock (rock, rock)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock (rock, rock)
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Oh, she gon- rock, rock
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(Gavin)
Blood up on the shirt, blood up on the ahh
Blood up on the shirt, there blood up on my ahh
Tell a hoe, back up off me, and just work- work
Tell lil' bro hold it down for team, KSC
Yeah, you already know me, my team IWC
My team KSC, but little boys, they wanna be like me (me, me, me, me)
Yeah, they wanna be like me (me, me, me, me)
Yeah honey, they wanna be like me
Sippin' cup after cup, I know it fuck me up
Tell Gav hold it back, hold it, just me up
Standing tall, standing tall, I do not give a fuck
Tell lil' shawty hold my neck up if I fall down
If-if-if I fall down, if I fall down
Got blood up on my shirt, don't know where it came from
Don't know where it came from, don't know where it came from (-om, -om, -om)
Never understood why they copy all the plans
Never understood why they try to backdoor my mans
Never understood why they give a fuck or a damn
Never gave a fuck, why they try to get in my head?
I know they want me dead, pint up with the lead
Sippin' cup after cup, I think I'm walking dead
I've rotten out, like a zombie, my flesh is torn off
Babe, I'm medicated just for you, can you throw me off?
I know she want me, but is that really truth, or am I delusional, huh?
Am I delusional? Am I delusional? Am I delusional? (-nal, -nal, -nal)
My flesh rotting off, I do not give a fuck
Walking out- I'm walking still-
My leg is coming off- my arm is coming off
Don't- don't give a fuck, do not give a fuck
There's blood up on my shirt, is it what I'm sipping or just the blood?
Blood up on the shirt, blood up on the ahh
Blood up on the shirt, there blood up on my ahh
Tell a hoe, back up off me, and just work- work
Tell lil' bro hold it down for team, KSC
Yeah, you already know me, my team IWC
My team KSC, but little boys, they wanna be like me (me, me, me, me)
Yeah, they wanna be like me (me, me, me, me)
Yeah honey, they wanna be like me (Gavin)
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released October 13, 2023