Hello, you've come here in search of release, huh?
Feeling the need to inspire your soul?
Wanting to disappear to a place you could feel outside of your skin?
Well, you've found one: a place within my mind
XXXTentacion - Bad Vibes Forever Album Lyrics
XXXTentacion - Bad Vibes Forever Lyrics
- Introduction
- Ex Bitch
- UGLY
- bad vibes forever
- School Shooters
- I Changed Her Life
- Triumph
- Limbo
- before i realize
- Ecstasy
- Kill My Vibe
- Hot Gyal
- The Only Time I Feel Alive
- the interlude that never ends
- Daemons
- ATTENTION!
- Eat It Up
- Voss
- Royalty
- Wanna Grow Old (I Won't Let Go)
- HEARTEATER
- NorthStar (Remix)
- Chase/Glass Shards
- numb the pain
- ITS ALL FADING TO BLACK
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ex Bitch
Hey
Hey
Hey, I just f*cked my ex bitch
Pull up on the next bitch
Like, "What's up? Give neck, bitch"
Please open your legs, bitch
No, I'm not your daddy, bitch
But I can be your daddy, bitch
Grab my legs like a caddy, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, send the Addy, bitch
Know your daddy proud of you,
You a real bad bitch with a attitude
Know the whole school was f*ckin' you
Really mad a nigga was cuffin' you
Really make a nigga uncomfortable, hey
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
Hey
Hey, I just f*cked my ex bitch
Pull up on the next bitch
Like, "What's up? Give neck, bitch"
Please open your legs, bitch
No, I'm not your daddy, bitch
But I can be your daddy, bitch
Grab my legs like a caddy, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, send the Addy, bitch
Know your daddy proud of you,
You a real bad bitch with a attitude
Know the whole school was f*ckin' you
Really mad a nigga was cuffin' you
Really make a nigga uncomfortable, hey
Hey
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
Hey
Hey, I just f*cked my ex bitch
Pull up on the next bitch
Like, "What's up? Give neck, bitch"
Please open your legs, bitch
No, I'm not your daddy, bitch
But I can be your daddy, bitch
Grab my legs like a caddy, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, send the Addy, bitch
Know your daddy proud of you,
You a real bad bitch with a attitude
Know the whole school was f*ckin' you
Really mad a nigga was cuffin' you
Really make a nigga uncomfortable, hey
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
Hey
Hey, I just f*cked my ex bitch
Pull up on the next bitch
Like, "What's up? Give neck, bitch"
Please open your legs, bitch
No, I'm not your daddy, bitch
But I can be your daddy, bitch
Grab my legs like a caddy, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, send the Addy, bitch
Know your daddy proud of you,
You a real bad bitch with a attitude
Know the whole school was f*ckin' you
Really mad a nigga was cuffin' you
Really make a nigga uncomfortable, hey
Hey
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
So where we go as we walk this lonely road?
So where we go?
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
UGLY
I seem out of it
The dream I had about her in my head
It seems I won't forget
Am I insecure? I'm not really sure
It seems I fought less
Crying a river, miss me or deliver
It seems I fought less
Crying a river, miss me or deliver
The dream I had about her in my head
It seems I won't forget
Am I insecure? I'm not really sure
It seems I fought less
Crying a river, miss me or deliver
It seems I fought less
Crying a river, miss me or deliver
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
bad vibes forever
(feat. PnB Rock & Trippie Redd)
[XXXTENTACION:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
[Trippie Redd:]
I said, hey, put your pride right to the side (Yeah)
I can waste your time
Or I can change your life, I said now
Oh, shawty, where you goin'?
I just need one moment
So baby, keep your focus
I said stay, stay, babe
Stay, stay with me
Stay, stay, babe
Please don't run away
Please don't stray away
[XXXTENTACION (PnB Rock):]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
(Oh, yeah)
[PnB Rock:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I can barely keep control
When you're burnin' all of me
Fightin' all of me, girl, you take my soul, yeah (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you look like the girl of my dreams (Dreams)
My heart is on lock, need a key (Key)
It's right in your pocket', you see
Lost sense, no stress (Stress)
I ain't tryna hold you back (Back)
Ice on, who bought you that? (Ice)
Don't want you to go out sad
Girl, you know I'm fallin' for you (Yeah)
And girl, you know I'm all in' for you (Yeah)
And I'm in love with you, everything you do
[XXXTENTACION:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
[XXXTENTACION:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
[Trippie Redd:]
I said, hey, put your pride right to the side (Yeah)
I can waste your time
Or I can change your life, I said now
Oh, shawty, where you goin'?
I just need one moment
So baby, keep your focus
I said stay, stay, babe
Stay, stay with me
Stay, stay, babe
Please don't run away
Please don't stray away
[XXXTENTACION (PnB Rock):]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
(Oh, yeah)
[PnB Rock:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I can barely keep control
When you're burnin' all of me
Fightin' all of me, girl, you take my soul, yeah (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you look like the girl of my dreams (Dreams)
My heart is on lock, need a key (Key)
It's right in your pocket', you see
Lost sense, no stress (Stress)
I ain't tryna hold you back (Back)
Ice on, who bought you that? (Ice)
Don't want you to go out sad
Girl, you know I'm fallin' for you (Yeah)
And girl, you know I'm all in' for you (Yeah)
And I'm in love with you, everything you do
[XXXTENTACION:]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, put your pride in all or nothin'
Pride in all or nothin', in the end
Nigga, eyes rollin' in my brain, what we gon' do?
I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe of me, get the feel of me, in front of me
Writer: Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Michael Lamar White, Rakim Hasheem Allen, John Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
School Shooters
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get f*cked up
Hang his ass from flag poles, with sad souls
The innocent, who the f*ck's protecting us?
Boy, you better buckle up
'Cause I got questions for you f*cks, I've had enough
Triple X, I just popped a triple X, uh
A school shooter, I just need attention, yeah, uh
Tell the principal, I ain't got no principles
I don't need no school, I got internet, yeah
Kids at school calling me different, yeah
So I'm tryna work on my differences, yeah
Cool kids at school smoke bigarettes
Teens with nicotine or with liquor breath
Or the Semi-TEC at school, what's the bigger threat?
Intellect mixed with inner stress
That's a recipe for disaster
If you don't believe me, go ask any chef
School shooter, I just need mental help
Saved by the bell, I couldn't hear the bell
Give me bad grades, I don't give a F
Get in front of my classmates and kill myself
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get f*cked up
Hang his ass from flag poles, with sad souls
The innocent, who the f*ck's protecting us?
Boy, you better buckle up
'Cause I got questions for you f*cks, I've had enough (ugh)
I got a question, where was protection?
How did this happen? Can we go backwards?
I got a question
I got a question, I got a question, shooter
School shooter, I taught 'em a lesson
Yeah
Slit throat, loose screws get f*cked up
Hang his ass from flag poles, with sad souls
The innocent, who the f*ck's protecting us?
Boy, you better buckle up
'Cause I got questions for you f*cks, I've had enough
Triple X, I just popped a triple X, uh
A school shooter, I just need attention, yeah, uh
Tell the principal, I ain't got no principles
I don't need no school, I got internet, yeah
Kids at school calling me different, yeah
So I'm tryna work on my differences, yeah
Cool kids at school smoke bigarettes
Teens with nicotine or with liquor breath
Or the Semi-TEC at school, what's the bigger threat?
Intellect mixed with inner stress
That's a recipe for disaster
If you don't believe me, go ask any chef
School shooter, I just need mental help
Saved by the bell, I couldn't hear the bell
Give me bad grades, I don't give a F
Get in front of my classmates and kill myself
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get f*cked up
Hang his ass from flag poles, with sad souls
The innocent, who the f*ck's protecting us?
Boy, you better buckle up
'Cause I got questions for you f*cks, I've had enough (ugh)
I got a question, where was protection?
How did this happen? Can we go backwards?
I got a question
I got a question, I got a question, shooter
School shooter, I taught 'em a lesson
Yeah
Writer: Dwayne Carter, Jahseh Onfroy, Jasper Sheff, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
I Changed Her Life
[ Featuring Rick Ross ]
Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah
Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah
Slid through the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
Your name will never die, lil' homie
Whoa
(Maybach Music)
Niggas wanna kill me 'cause I'm rockin' stones (huh)
Diamonds on my neck, I'm in another zone (huh)
Wings on my whip, I pray we meet again (woo)
Jealousy is obvious, no, I don't need a lens
Got my homie's name tatted all over my flesh
That boy a hustler to the core, got it correct (huh)
Murals of Nipsey (huh), reppin' for X (woo)
They want a Wet William, Russian Roulette
Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah
Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah
Slid through the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah
Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah
Slid through the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah (ayy)
She said, "Oh my God," I changed her f*cking life, yeah
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham, William Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Triumph
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
And I can't
Seem to figure out
Why I'm so in love
And I can't
Seem to figure out
Why I'm so in love
Whoa, she said in triumph
Whoa, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Whoa, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
Whoa
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
And I can't
Seem to figure out
Why I'm so in love
And I can't
Seem to figure out
Why I'm so in love
Whoa, she said in triumph
Whoa, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Whoa, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
Whoa
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one"
Oh, she said in triumph
Oh, she said to me
"Baby, you're the one"
"Baby, you're the one for me"
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Limbo
(feat. Killstation)
[Killstation:]
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
There's still a part of me
I know I need to shut my eyes again
I know it's hard to be
The only one alone inside your head
There's still a part of me
I know I need to shut my eyes again
I know it's hard to be
The only one alone
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
[XXXTENTACION:]
Drowin' in all of my regrets
All just the same in the end
Over and over again
All that we do is pretend
Drowin' in all of my regrets
All just the same in the end
Over and over again
All that we do is pretend
[Killstation:]
Lay me down, I'll start again
You're not around, I can't pretend
That I won't drown, that life won't end
I'm bleedin' out, I lost a friend
Lay me down, I'll start again
You're not around, I can't pretend
That I won't drown, that life won't end
I'm bleedin' out, I lost a friend
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
[Killstation:]
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
There's still a part of me
I know I need to shut my eyes again
I know it's hard to be
The only one alone inside your head
There's still a part of me
I know I need to shut my eyes again
I know it's hard to be
The only one alone
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
[XXXTENTACION:]
Drowin' in all of my regrets
All just the same in the end
Over and over again
All that we do is pretend
Drowin' in all of my regrets
All just the same in the end
Over and over again
All that we do is pretend
[Killstation:]
Lay me down, I'll start again
You're not around, I can't pretend
That I won't drown, that life won't end
I'm bleedin' out, I lost a friend
Lay me down, I'll start again
You're not around, I can't pretend
That I won't drown, that life won't end
I'm bleedin' out, I lost a friend
The wind blows, through the window
At the house of a dead man
All alone, in limbo
Holdin' onto a cold hand
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Nolan Santana
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
before i realize
Hey
Spend time waitin' for you
You know I'd die before you
Realized, long before you
You know I tried with you, know
Real love, know I saw you
Said you can't hide beneath your
Pain, I've seen it with my eyes
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh, hey
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh, hey
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Spend time waitin' for you
You know I'd die before you
Realized, long before you
You know I tried with you, know
Real love, know I saw you
Said you can't hide beneath your
Pain, I've seen it with my eyes
Spend time waitin' for you
You know I'd die before you
Realized, long before you
You know I tried with you, know
Real love, know I saw you
Said you can't hide beneath your
Pain, I've seen it with my eyes
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh, hey
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh, hey
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Duh, do-do, duh, duh
Spend time waitin' for you
You know I'd die before you
Realized, long before you
You know I tried with you, know
Real love, know I saw you
Said you can't hide beneath your
Pain, I've seen it with my eyes
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ecstasy
I thought you got all you came for
Lover, lover
Kicking up doubt when it's sore
It's going to be covered in dark
You came all this way for a door
Watching others break it down
Now I see what you came for, lover
All or nothing aren't the same score
(I thought you got all you came for)
Went and lost my mind
But the pastor preachin', or the picture paintin'
With a heart embracin'
Ever since, from the southside
Sorted out in a archive, for the black price
Suitcase and a black tie
How profound, I find it funny
I was spinning when I lost myself
But I'm chillin' in the bookshelf
With a pocket knife, slit your wrist with your act to right
Such is life
Ecstasy, slit wrist, and a vagabond
Vagabond, vagabond
You're my ecstasy
(Oh)
Are you tasting me?
But I miss you and I hate you
(Oh)
But I need you, and I love you more
Every minute
(Oh)
In January, and December
I want you
(Oh)
You're my ecstasy
Shut it down, going to take you outside (oh)
Sifting up a reason from the lonely dirt (whoa, whoa, whoa)
When it's over, you'll be golden (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Over, over (over, over, over)
Shut it down, going to take you outside (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Sucking up the dust from your static crown (oh, god, oh, god, oh, god)
Oh, just to turn away, and you'll be golden (hello, hello)
Over, over (whoa, what? What?)
I think you got all you came for
But do you want more?
Easy is overdone, overdone
Is it gonna be right this time?
Is it gonna be golden?
Is it gonna be right this time? (Right, right, right, oh)
Bunch of drugs in my pocket
I'ma pull it out and then pop it
I'm a common case of a ganja blaze
And my mind is fading, quite frankly (oh)
It's a tricky course, never that way
Give my mind a question, what kind of sorcery is this?
Dark night and a night eclipse
Lacy, Lacy, Lacy
One more request
Release my pain
Did you think you got all that you came for?
Lover, lover
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
I think you got all you came for
But do you want more?
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Lover, lover
Kicking up doubt when it's sore
It's going to be covered in dark
You came all this way for a door
Watching others break it down
Now I see what you came for, lover
All or nothing aren't the same score
(I thought you got all you came for)
Went and lost my mind
But the pastor preachin', or the picture paintin'
With a heart embracin'
Ever since, from the southside
Sorted out in a archive, for the black price
Suitcase and a black tie
How profound, I find it funny
I was spinning when I lost myself
But I'm chillin' in the bookshelf
With a pocket knife, slit your wrist with your act to right
Such is life
Ecstasy, slit wrist, and a vagabond
Vagabond, vagabond
You're my ecstasy
(Oh)
Are you tasting me?
But I miss you and I hate you
(Oh)
But I need you, and I love you more
Every minute
(Oh)
In January, and December
I want you
(Oh)
You're my ecstasy
Shut it down, going to take you outside (oh)
Sifting up a reason from the lonely dirt (whoa, whoa, whoa)
When it's over, you'll be golden (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Over, over (over, over, over)
Shut it down, going to take you outside (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Sucking up the dust from your static crown (oh, god, oh, god, oh, god)
Oh, just to turn away, and you'll be golden (hello, hello)
Over, over (whoa, what? What?)
I think you got all you came for
But do you want more?
Easy is overdone, overdone
Is it gonna be right this time?
Is it gonna be golden?
Is it gonna be right this time? (Right, right, right, oh)
Bunch of drugs in my pocket
I'ma pull it out and then pop it
I'm a common case of a ganja blaze
And my mind is fading, quite frankly (oh)
It's a tricky course, never that way
Give my mind a question, what kind of sorcery is this?
Dark night and a night eclipse
Lacy, Lacy, Lacy
One more request
Release my pain
Did you think you got all that you came for?
Lover, lover
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
I think you got all you came for
But do you want more?
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
Easy is the way you free fall
Into the lap of inertia
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Easy is overdone, overdone
Writer: Anneka Warburton, Jahseh Onfroy, Marcel Everett
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Kill My Vibe
Yeah
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Smoking right, it don't lie
I been that nigga like this whole time
Alarm clock, nigga was sleep
'Til I iced my wrist and my charms up
Street shit, that's my genre
Sippin' this drank like Starbucks
'Less you sharin' them cookies, babe
What the f*ck you got in this car for? We grown
I keep a secret, f*ck it, send you back home to your people
My nigga's trappin', and swipin' the Visa
Stackin' and flippin' you know the procedure
Now he shakin' like a seizure
Say you ballin', but we don't believe you
Bought the champagne for achievement
Shoot the pistol, just give me a reason
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
I'm so high, I'm so fly, I'm so lit
Man, my jeweler ice me like a game of freeze tag, and I'm it, ayy
Y'all niggas duck-duck-goose
Your bitch love me, and I love her too
She text me heart-eyes, and a tongue emoji
I bend it over, enjoyin' the moment
Then catch a flight
Hating on niggas like bugs, the crib full of pesticide
I'm gettin' extra racks, I rep the set for life, yeah, yeah
We got the streets on lock, eternal sleep for opps
Call me to pull up and and cock
V12s what we slide, yeah, they wanna kill a nigga vibe
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Smoking right, it don't lie
I been that nigga like this whole time
Alarm clock, nigga was sleep
'Til I iced my wrist and my charms up
Street shit, that's my genre
Sippin' this drank like Starbucks
'Less you sharin' them cookies, babe
What the f*ck you got in this car for? We grown
I keep a secret, f*ck it, send you back home to your people
My nigga's trappin', and swipin' the Visa
Stackin' and flippin' you know the procedure
Now he shakin' like a seizure
Say you ballin', but we don't believe you
Bought the champagne for achievement
Shoot the pistol, just give me a reason
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
I'm so high, I'm so fly, I'm so lit
Man, my jeweler ice me like a game of freeze tag, and I'm it, ayy
Y'all niggas duck-duck-goose
Your bitch love me, and I love her too
She text me heart-eyes, and a tongue emoji
I bend it over, enjoyin' the moment
Then catch a flight
Hating on niggas like bugs, the crib full of pesticide
I'm gettin' extra racks, I rep the set for life, yeah, yeah
We got the streets on lock, eternal sleep for opps
Call me to pull up and and cock
V12s what we slide, yeah, they wanna kill a nigga vibe
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price
Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
F*ck the price, yeah, yeah
Writer: Andre Lyon, Jahseh Onfroy, Jasper Sheff, John A. Rodriguez, Johnathan Cunningham, Marcello Valenzano, Ted Kay, Thomas Lorenzo Godbolt
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hot Gyal
Hot gyal
Gyal wan' breed fi me
When I'm in your body, feel like ecstasy, uh
Why you wan' vex with me?
And next day you wanna have sex with me?
Late night, gettin' lit, going down, uh
Shawty like the way a nigga dick her down, uh
Got a nigga cummin' all on my drawers, yeah
I'ma beat the pussy, then it's sayonara, uh
Bad gyal, wan' see all ya
Your body bad like Rihanna
Playin' with your breast like Brianna
Girl, you're tailored fi me like Teyana
When yuh wine up your body like Taraji
Shut down Instagram and tag it
Government contraband and flag it
She bring it, come and mek di yardman stab it
Girl, jump 'pon me body like rabbit
She want the D, and ah me want 'ave it
She addicted like a coke addict
Mi shift up the draws, she call mi tiptronic, hey
Even when mi gone, dem want my love
The girls want mi love
Can't leave on without my love
Even when mi fly away like a dove
Dem carry on, and can't leave on without my love
Girl, mi nuh have no pics 'pon the Snapchat fi you
I pour one Hennessy and backshot for you
Short form, mi wan' give it up too
I'm livin' my life, you need fi live it up too
Some say the best sex come from big stress
And I need fi just fling off drawers and red dress
She a ball, call up, me say hello in text message, is stressin' to me
I break off the frame in yuh bed satiny, yeah
Me nuh want unuh fi judge me
But mi feel like every girl in the world love me
Feel like every girl in the world wan' f*ck me
'Cause my money real pretty when I'm lookin' ugly
She want a wilder man
Rude boy done up the Taliban
No, boy, can never style me, man
Beat 'pon the ting like Energizer, no, no, no
Hot gyal
Gyal wan' breed fi me
When I'm in your body, feel like ecstasy, uh
Why you wan' vex with me?
And next day you wanna have sex with me?
Gyal wan' breed fi me
When I'm in your body, feel like ecstasy, uh
Why you wan' vex with me?
And next day you wanna have sex with me?
Late night, gettin' lit, going down, uh
Shawty like the way a nigga dick her down, uh
Got a nigga cummin' all on my drawers, yeah
I'ma beat the pussy, then it's sayonara, uh
Bad gyal, wan' see all ya
Your body bad like Rihanna
Playin' with your breast like Brianna
Girl, you're tailored fi me like Teyana
When yuh wine up your body like Taraji
Shut down Instagram and tag it
Government contraband and flag it
She bring it, come and mek di yardman stab it
Girl, jump 'pon me body like rabbit
She want the D, and ah me want 'ave it
She addicted like a coke addict
Mi shift up the draws, she call mi tiptronic, hey
Even when mi gone, dem want my love
The girls want mi love
Can't leave on without my love
Even when mi fly away like a dove
Dem carry on, and can't leave on without my love
Girl, mi nuh have no pics 'pon the Snapchat fi you
I pour one Hennessy and backshot for you
Short form, mi wan' give it up too
I'm livin' my life, you need fi live it up too
Some say the best sex come from big stress
And I need fi just fling off drawers and red dress
She a ball, call up, me say hello in text message, is stressin' to me
I break off the frame in yuh bed satiny, yeah
Me nuh want unuh fi judge me
But mi feel like every girl in the world love me
Feel like every girl in the world wan' f*ck me
'Cause my money real pretty when I'm lookin' ugly
She want a wilder man
Rude boy done up the Taliban
No, boy, can never style me, man
Beat 'pon the ting like Energizer, no, no, no
Hot gyal
Gyal wan' breed fi me
When I'm in your body, feel like ecstasy, uh
Why you wan' vex with me?
And next day you wanna have sex with me?
Writer: David Brooks, Daystar Peterson, Jahseh Onfroy, Jamal Rashid, John Crawford
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Only Time I Feel Alive
[ Featuring Craig Xen ]
Why the only time I feel alive is when I wanna die?
Yeah, tellin' me, "You can be the one," yeah
And, honestly, I don't really buy it, yeah
Hoe, shut up, be quiet
Just spend the night and suck dick, it's up
Yes, my diamonds white like some dice, like some rice
Just like spice, shawty entice
It got price, I don't check, I just buy
My bih bi-, f*ck your lil' bih
Pussy so fye, she on my dick
That's what I like
Why the only time I feel alive is when I wanna die?
Yeah, tellin' me, "You can be the one," yeah
And, honestly, I don't really buy it, yeah
Hoe, shut up, be quiet, yeah (yeah)
Hoe, shut up, be quiet, yeah
Killin' 'em makin' me feel alive again ('gain)
Niggas so pussy, yeah, they ovulent (yeah)
Pull up, they run it, I get
All of the money, my mouth
Flooded in diamonds, and it's obvious (uh, yes)
I'ma beat a bad bitch, back break her (uh)
Dick in her mouth, she say it taste like suckin' banana
Or Tropicana or Fanta
I bust all up in her, then I'm skatin' (I'm skatin', uh)
Back to the block, I'm posted with ten toes
Skin-headed niggas, I'm murkin' shit, bitch, don't
Think for a minute we close, I just player talk smooth
To you ass simple hoes, I'm that nigga
Ten rack stuffies in pockets of my denim
Damn, bitch, my jeans are carrying your Civic
Bitch, I get paid to talk in your city
Think you f*ck with me, nigga, yeah, you silly
Why the only time I feel alive is when I wanna die?
Yeah, tellin' me, "You can be the one," yeah
And, honestly, I don't really buy it, yeah
Hoe, shut up, be quiet, yeah
Hoe, shut up, be quiet, yeah
The only time I feel alive is when I wanna die
Yeah, tellin' me, "You can be the one," yeah
And, honestly, I don't really buy it
Hoe, shut up, be quiet
Yeah
Ooh-ooh, oh, oh
Ooh-ooh, oh, ah
Ooh-ooh, oh, ah
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, oh, oh
Ooh-ooh, oh, ah
Ooh-ooh, oh, ah
Ooh-ooh
Why the only time I feel alive is when I wanna die?
Tellin' me, "You can be the one," yeah
And, honestly, I don't really buy it
Hoe, shut up, be quiet
Writer: Craig Gordwin, Jahseh Onfroy, Jasper Sheff, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
the interlude that never ends
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
(She's been waiting in the dark for a long time)
(She's been waiting in the dark for a long time)
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
(She's been waiting in the dark for a long time)
(She's been waiting in the dark for a long time)
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
She's been waiting in the dark for a long time
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Daemons
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Two shots for me and f*cking Jesus himself
Who the f*ck signed the petition giving Jesus the belt?
Tie it around his neck and get to f*cking buckling up
For every moment I counted on him, I'm f*cking him up
Torture victims are due to scriptures, it's written as such
So every moment my uncle suffered was planned in the cut
Cut his tongue out and hammered f*cking nails in his skull
Couldn't see what Jesus planned, my vision is dull, and so
If there's a f*cking, I wanna slit his f*cking throat
And feed his organs to the children
And, shower solutions to the black and the white
And, endless indulgence to the youth in the night
Cold scripture, we're all used to me causing a ruck
Drowning women and many children and pillaging trust
Just a man who murdered many in sake of himself
He just replaced you, you are just a book on his shelf
Slow dancing with the devil and in a burnin' room
Two steppin' ahead, until they lock me in a tomb
Been doomed since they pulled us out the womb
Satan preyin' on me, she be throwin' souls inside the wombs
Life shoulda eat you up, spit you out, beat you up
But bitch, the third eye stay open, don't think I blink enough
Baby, I see too much, baby, I can't call it
I need my soul in these bars like a alcoholic
I can't trust nobody, I put that on my mind, soul, and my whole body
I see demons and there's nothin' they don't know 'bout me
No matter how much I try to hide, they gon' find me
So now I never run from it, 'cause I come from it
I never lied, I resides in the Beast's stomach
I look the Devil in the eyes, I could see she bluffin'
I pull her red dress to the side, tell her keep cummin', keep cummin'
I just found out family and enemies could be different
I was steppin' over syringes that's in my kitchen
After mama died, I couldn't go to the bathroom
Without gettin' some second-hand heroin high while I'm pissin'
This is just me paintin' a picture of what I live with
What you know about comin' home to your shit missin'?
And findin' out the niggas that helped you look for it had did it?
This is just me paintin' addiction
These niggas took methamphetamine, ketamine, edibles, and a bean
Niggas stole my denim jeans, Den of Thieves DVDs, literally anything
Food I bought anything from the vending machine
Credit card crack any door, like janitor keys
Niggas even took credit for the man I would be
And if I let him, he would probably take twenty percent, managing fee
I'm so scared of my genes, I considered celibacy
Afraid I would ruin my seeds, like Adam and Eve
I got blood on the f*ckin' leaves of my family tree
Just give me one damn minute, this shit is hard for me
I lost my whole damn mama, I lost a part of me
She lost her whole damn life from systems of poverty
Grew up with Crown fried chicken cloggin' my arteries
Increase in robberies, police and bullets that I bob and weave
It was nonstop for me, no one is stoppin' me
Either fulfill myself or be a self-fulfilling' prophecy
This just how I introduce myself poroperly
Kemba
Cocaine, cocaine
Two shots for me and f*cking Jesus himself
Who the f*ck signed the petition giving Jesus the belt?
Tie it around his neck and get to f*cking buckling up
For every moment I counted on him, I'm f*cking him up
Torture victims are due to scriptures, it's written as such
So every moment my uncle suffered was planned in the cut
Cut his tongue out and hammered f*cking nails in his skull
Couldn't see what Jesus planned, my vision is dull, and so
If there's a f*cking, I wanna slit his f*cking throat
And feed his organs to the children
And, shower solutions to the black and the white
And, endless indulgence to the youth in the night
Cold scripture, we're all used to me causing a ruck
Drowning women and many children and pillaging trust
Just a man who murdered many in sake of himself
He just replaced you, you are just a book on his shelf
Slow dancing with the devil and in a burnin' room
Two steppin' ahead, until they lock me in a tomb
Been doomed since they pulled us out the womb
Satan preyin' on me, she be throwin' souls inside the wombs
Life shoulda eat you up, spit you out, beat you up
But bitch, the third eye stay open, don't think I blink enough
Baby, I see too much, baby, I can't call it
I need my soul in these bars like a alcoholic
I can't trust nobody, I put that on my mind, soul, and my whole body
I see demons and there's nothin' they don't know 'bout me
No matter how much I try to hide, they gon' find me
So now I never run from it, 'cause I come from it
I never lied, I resides in the Beast's stomach
I look the Devil in the eyes, I could see she bluffin'
I pull her red dress to the side, tell her keep cummin', keep cummin'
I just found out family and enemies could be different
I was steppin' over syringes that's in my kitchen
After mama died, I couldn't go to the bathroom
Without gettin' some second-hand heroin high while I'm pissin'
This is just me paintin' a picture of what I live with
What you know about comin' home to your shit missin'?
And findin' out the niggas that helped you look for it had did it?
This is just me paintin' addiction
These niggas took methamphetamine, ketamine, edibles, and a bean
Niggas stole my denim jeans, Den of Thieves DVDs, literally anything
Food I bought anything from the vending machine
Credit card crack any door, like janitor keys
Niggas even took credit for the man I would be
And if I let him, he would probably take twenty percent, managing fee
I'm so scared of my genes, I considered celibacy
Afraid I would ruin my seeds, like Adam and Eve
I got blood on the f*ckin' leaves of my family tree
Just give me one damn minute, this shit is hard for me
I lost my whole damn mama, I lost a part of me
She lost her whole damn life from systems of poverty
Grew up with Crown fried chicken cloggin' my arteries
Increase in robberies, police and bullets that I bob and weave
It was nonstop for me, no one is stoppin' me
Either fulfill myself or be a self-fulfilling' prophecy
This just how I introduce myself poroperly
Kemba
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Jo-Vaughn Virginie, Matthew Jefferson, Chanslin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
ATTENTION!
'Tention (hey), 'tention (hey)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (hey)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
'Tention (hey), 'tention (hey)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (yeah)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
Oh my God, I've been up, I've been dead, yeah
Put a show on, take it off, get it wet, yeah
I might drop a bomb on your head, Funk Flex, yeah
Blew up, no Saddam, I put money on your head, yeah
Shawty, I'm an asshole like Charlamagne
Please excuse this cash, yeah, I am fresh out the bank
Put one in the head if you charmin' like a snake
Bible on the dash, like I'm f*cking Gunplay, ayy
'Tention (hey), 'tention (hey)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (huh)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
'Tention (hey), 'tention (huh)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (huh)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (hey)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
'Tention (hey), 'tention (hey)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (yeah)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
Oh my God, I've been up, I've been dead, yeah
Put a show on, take it off, get it wet, yeah
I might drop a bomb on your head, Funk Flex, yeah
Blew up, no Saddam, I put money on your head, yeah
Shawty, I'm an asshole like Charlamagne
Please excuse this cash, yeah, I am fresh out the bank
Put one in the head if you charmin' like a snake
Bible on the dash, like I'm f*cking Gunplay, ayy
'Tention (hey), 'tention (hey)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (huh)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
'Tention (hey), 'tention (huh)
When you see me, please stand at attention
Real lie (hey), realize (huh)
Try me, I'ma send you back to real life
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Eat It Up
Oh my
Oh my God, Ronny
Hold my dick, woah, woah, woah
Flood my wrist, woah, woah, woah
She gon' f*ck, woah, woah, woah
On some dick, woah, woah, woah
In her pussy, she gon scream, like the Slasher movie, huh
You should have Charlie Sheen, you f*ck dirty groupies, huh
And bruh, I want your shawty, please
She got big ol' boobies, huh
Hey, boo, hold my Draco, huh
She don't got no cable, huh
You wan' f*ck for clouty, shawty
Bitch, why ain't you stay so? Huh
Take flight, red tomato, huh
You boys soft like Play-Doh, huh
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it
Huh, okay
Okay, uh, uh
Eat a plate, eat a plate
You look like you need a steak, yeah
Bitch you need to gain some weight
Two houses, do real estate (yuh)
Throw the pussy at me like a Batrang, huh
When I'm on the jet, get catering, uh
Shawty wanna f*ck, how flatterin', huh
Dove in the pussy, caught a battery, huh
Batter up, uh, hey, throw it at me, uh, ayy
I'm your daddy, huh, huh, grandpappy, huh, huh
I'm your father, I'm your grandfather, I'm your father's father
Pull up on you like I'm Darth Vader, bitch Luke Skywalker
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, oh, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it
Ayy
Oh my God, Ronny
Hold my dick, woah, woah, woah
Flood my wrist, woah, woah, woah
She gon' f*ck, woah, woah, woah
On some dick, woah, woah, woah
In her pussy, she gon scream, like the Slasher movie, huh
You should have Charlie Sheen, you f*ck dirty groupies, huh
And bruh, I want your shawty, please
She got big ol' boobies, huh
Hey, boo, hold my Draco, huh
She don't got no cable, huh
You wan' f*ck for clouty, shawty
Bitch, why ain't you stay so? Huh
Take flight, red tomato, huh
You boys soft like Play-Doh, huh
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it
Huh, okay
Okay, uh, uh
Eat a plate, eat a plate
You look like you need a steak, yeah
Bitch you need to gain some weight
Two houses, do real estate (yuh)
Throw the pussy at me like a Batrang, huh
When I'm on the jet, get catering, uh
Shawty wanna f*ck, how flatterin', huh
Dove in the pussy, caught a battery, huh
Batter up, uh, hey, throw it at me, uh, ayy
I'm your daddy, huh, huh, grandpappy, huh, huh
I'm your father, I'm your grandfather, I'm your father's father
Pull up on you like I'm Darth Vader, bitch Luke Skywalker
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, oh, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, eat it
Ayy
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Ronald Spence
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Voss
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
I'm dripping sauce, yeah
Water like Voss, yeah
Chandelier sized diamonds in my mouth, you can tell I'm from the south, yeah (Oowee!)
If the bitch get some money, bad with some booty, I might pop her off, yeah
If I ever enter a room, and hear two niggas plottin', I'ma knock ya off, yeah
I drip like a boss, yeah (drip!)
Chefin' up flame in the bag
I buy this foreign its blurry (blurry!)
Watchin' my drip got you worried (worried!)
Watchin' my drip got you nervous (nervous)
Fendi front jacket from Paris (from Paris!)
I might get that ring off of Paris
I just might ruin they marriage
I'm drippin' sauce like Woobar (Oowee!)
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy! (Oowee!)
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
I'm dripping sauce, yeah
Water like Voss, yeah
Chandelier sized diamonds in my mouth, you can tell I'm from the south, yeah (Oowee!)
If the bitch get some money, bad with some booty, I might pop her off, yeah
If I ever enter a room, and hear two niggas plottin', I'ma knock ya off, yeah
I drip like a boss, yeah (drip!)
Chefin' up flame in the bag
I buy this foreign its blurry (blurry!)
Watchin' my drip got you worried (worried!)
Watchin' my drip got you nervous (nervous)
Fendi front jacket from Paris (from Paris!)
I might get that ring off of Paris
I just might ruin they marriage
I'm drippin' sauce like Woobar (Oowee!)
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy! (Oowee!)
I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, hey
My diamonds water like Voss, hey, huh
Water like Voss
Ayy!
Uh, I'm dripping sauce, hey, huh
Water like Voss, huh
My diamonds water like Voss, huh
Look, I cannot take a loss
Ayy!
Writer: Albert Mondane, Diamante Blackmon, Jahseh Onfroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Royalty
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Yeah, me haffi
Big up, yuh
Big up, yuh, big up, yuh
Like Kiara and Lanthia
Use bad man fi their bread when the mortgage up
Big up, yuh
Big up, yuh, big up, yuh
Gyal, you're my Kingston
Haffi everybody wanna hear me on this one?
Man, what's cool is that the shit change
When you use me for the money and the cars, yeah the big Range
Yeah, it's funny how shit change
Poor shorty wanna young nigga drawers, that shit stains
In a poor house, Biscayne
Now I'm in the coupe with a crib, niggas Chris Pain
Never can forget all the nights it was just pain
Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mane
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Nuff tings a get lock off
Iced out rings nah come off
Clean from me born, tell a gyal she fi chuck off
We can't stall, we a rise, we a take off
(We make the boys do wha' dem a do)
'Cause the gyal a set trends
Name just a bubble pon the ends
Tic, me a toc pon the sumtin 'til it bend
We no friend, badman, we no 'fraid of dem (We no 'fraid)
Win, we a win 'til the end
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
His Imperial Majesty, Haile Selassie, so we royal
Triple X crew, so we loyal
Big body, fat pussy, broad gyal
Come here, back it up gyal, buss a whine, mhm
Bend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm hm
Miami gyal, Caribbean whine
Yardie say, you a real buddy bruka
Yankie say, you a bad muh f*cka
Ky-mani, who waan fi war?
We can work the army, war like Irani
Man grimy, crimy, can't style me, parrie
Man Triple X to Tentacion
Pull up on dem ends deh like taxi man
Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal, cho man!
Real bad man like Sandokan
Real hot gyal badman go pon
Anywhere we walk, the street govern
No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan
Versace style, Louis V pattern
We strike the street hard, no FIFA plan
Kick you from Mobay, Halfway Tree you land
We born fi get dough, no need no man
We life a sort, ask the reader man
We balls a work, we a the breeder and
Nah laugh with it, badman riddim
Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon
Real badman, we no haffi have image
Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village
F*ck dem wicked and squeeze out liquid
Sharp shooter like big lip bigot
Haffi live twice fi do things that they did
TJ, tell dem we're wild and wicked
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Yeah, me haffi
Big up, yuh
Big up, yuh, big up, yuh
Like Kiara and Lanthia
Use bad man fi their bread when the mortgage up
Big up, yuh
Big up, yuh, big up, yuh
Gyal, you're my Kingston
Haffi everybody wanna hear me on this one?
Man, what's cool is that the shit change
When you use me for the money and the cars, yeah the big Range
Yeah, it's funny how shit change
Poor shorty wanna young nigga drawers, that shit stains
In a poor house, Biscayne
Now I'm in the coupe with a crib, niggas Chris Pain
Never can forget all the nights it was just pain
Now I'm finna come for the throne, don't forget, mane
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Nuff tings a get lock off
Iced out rings nah come off
Clean from me born, tell a gyal she fi chuck off
We can't stall, we a rise, we a take off
(We make the boys do wha' dem a do)
'Cause the gyal a set trends
Name just a bubble pon the ends
Tic, me a toc pon the sumtin 'til it bend
We no friend, badman, we no 'fraid of dem (We no 'fraid)
Win, we a win 'til the end
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
His Imperial Majesty, Haile Selassie, so we royal
Triple X crew, so we loyal
Big body, fat pussy, broad gyal
Come here, back it up gyal, buss a whine, mhm
Bend up inna 10 and inna 9, mhm hm
Miami gyal, Caribbean whine
Yardie say, you a real buddy bruka
Yankie say, you a bad muh f*cka
Ky-mani, who waan fi war?
We can work the army, war like Irani
Man grimy, crimy, can't style me, parrie
Man Triple X to Tentacion
Pull up on dem ends deh like taxi man
Nah spray cologne, we spray hot metal, cho man!
Real bad man like Sandokan
Real hot gyal badman go pon
Anywhere we walk, the street govern
No fairytale, no Alice, no Peter Pan
Versace style, Louis V pattern
We strike the street hard, no FIFA plan
Kick you from Mobay, Halfway Tree you land
We born fi get dough, no need no man
We life a sort, ask the reader man
We balls a work, we a the breeder and
Nah laugh with it, badman riddim
Smoke high grade and fly like pigeon
Real badman, we no haffi have image
Score like scrimmage inna any gyal village
F*ck dem wicked and squeeze out liquid
Sharp shooter like big lip bigot
Haffi live twice fi do things that they did
TJ, tell dem we're wild and wicked
Royalty, inna mi bloodline
Dead soldiers yell on these frontlines
Don't know why, know why but demons come to test us sometimes
In my scheme from longtime
Defeat where you're confined
Writer: Adidja Palmer, Jahseh Onfroy, John Crawford, John Humber, Kymani Marley, Stephanie Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Wanna Grow Old (I Won't Let Go)
[ Featuring Jimmy Levy ]
Yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I won't let go, oh
Don't wanna grow old, old
I won't let go, oh
I won't let, I won't let
I won't let go, oh
Don't wanna grow old, old
I won't let go, oh
I won't let, I won't let
Now I put the blade down, darling
I wanna see the light of the mornin'
I was stuck inside of yesterdays
Sedative ease the pain on my wrist
I put the blade down, darling, oh
I stood in the dark wishin' the end was near
Now I found my heart, and I know I have worth here
So I won't let go, oh
Don't wanna grow old, old
I won't let go, oh
I won't let
I won't let
I won't let go, oh
Don't wanna grow old, old
I won't let go, oh
I won't let
I won't let
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Jimmy Levy, Johnathan Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
HEARTEATER
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Ooh, you're poison
Poison, filled with poison
Fill my veins with poison
Poison, filled with poison
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Ooh, you're poison
Poison, filled with poison
Fill my veins with poison
Poison, filled with poison
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Hearteater, why'd you eat my heart alive?
Still breathing, why you looking so surprised?
Hearteater, try but you will not suffice
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham, Robert Soukiasyan
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
NorthStar (Remix)
Yep
Mally Mall
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Treat that pussy just like ping pong
Back and forth just like I'm King Kong
At your city, nigga, ding dong
At your phone, I'm like a, ayy, uh
At your front door like Jehovah Witness
I'm too kind so I'ma spare the witness (ayy, okay)
Fresher than a nigga with a retwist (okay, okay)
Dreads is real as f*ck, they not extensions
Count up my fetti, I cheat on Margiela
Like Finding Nemo, I hope you go belly up
Never mind, kill 'em with kindness
Call me your highness, heard your boyfriend, got a 'gina
These niggas slow like some tortoises, huh
I got machine gun like Portishead, hmm
Bitch, I am Rick like The Walking Dead, uh
You f*ck around, leave you walking dead, hm
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Niggas want war, but it ain't likely
Boy, you know, threats I don't take lightly
Better have hands if you gon' fight me
Got a quick left jab and that shit's light-speed
Niggas say I'm next up and I just might be
Started from the bottom they ain't know a lot about him
All I had was Ramen noodles and a little iced tea
Now my life's like a movie, motherf*ckin' Spike Lee
I just want canaries on my wristwatch, yeah
Niggas get buried in the slipknot, woah
Shorty think I'm married, but my dick's not, uh
I ain't get married 'til my dick drop, yeah
I just wanna hit it in some flip flops, woah
I don't want kids, I don't lip-lock, no
If you want love, better kick rocks, yeah
I'm a rock star, hoe, Kid Rock, yeah
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
On God, huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Audemar, huh
Mally Mall
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Treat that pussy just like ping pong
Back and forth just like I'm King Kong
At your city, nigga, ding dong
At your phone, I'm like a, ayy, uh
At your front door like Jehovah Witness
I'm too kind so I'ma spare the witness (ayy, okay)
Fresher than a nigga with a retwist (okay, okay)
Dreads is real as f*ck, they not extensions
Count up my fetti, I cheat on Margiela
Like Finding Nemo, I hope you go belly up
Never mind, kill 'em with kindness
Call me your highness, heard your boyfriend, got a 'gina
These niggas slow like some tortoises, huh
I got machine gun like Portishead, hmm
Bitch, I am Rick like The Walking Dead, uh
You f*ck around, leave you walking dead, hm
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Niggas want war, but it ain't likely
Boy, you know, threats I don't take lightly
Better have hands if you gon' fight me
Got a quick left jab and that shit's light-speed
Niggas say I'm next up and I just might be
Started from the bottom they ain't know a lot about him
All I had was Ramen noodles and a little iced tea
Now my life's like a movie, motherf*ckin' Spike Lee
I just want canaries on my wristwatch, yeah
Niggas get buried in the slipknot, woah
Shorty think I'm married, but my dick's not, uh
I ain't get married 'til my dick drop, yeah
I just wanna hit it in some flip flops, woah
I don't want kids, I don't lip-lock, no
If you want love, better kick rocks, yeah
I'm a rock star, hoe, Kid Rock, yeah
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Audemar, huh, on God, huh
Take it off, huh, get in car, huh
Shorty ride dick like a porn star, huh
I'm a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain't cheap
Waka-waka, ayy, ayy, ayy, hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight, B?
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
On God, huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Audemar, huh
Writer: Gary Lucas, Jahseh Onfroy, Jamal Rashid, Ronald Spence
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Chase/Glass Shards
[ Featuring Ikabod Veins ]
What are you doing out in the middle of this field leaving your car?
I'm just not sure what he's thinking
He's getting back into his car, he's grabbed his bag
And from our vantage there's no one around him
You know, you wait for these things to end
But then you figure out it might wind up
He's completely alone
This is really starting to worry me, I gotta tell ya
I gotta tell ya
I been speakin' to the reaper, seein' spirits when I'm sleepin'
I been creepin' with them demons, shadows walk through the flames
Sippin' blood with the leeches
F*ck the God you believe in
When I look in the mirror, all I see is disgrace
All of this rage, feelin' my face
Blood on the end of my blade
Can't complain, everything okay
Scars on my heart, from feelin' this pain
Got a knife in my back, can't kill me though
Numb to it all, my feelin's froze
Pray to the sky, Lord, give me hope
Bitch, I'm born alone and die alone
K holes in my halo, slave for the peso
Middle finger, f*ck that
Land of the free, feed cans to the teens
Never trust police, bitch, I bust back
F*ck the government, never trust that
All the people wanna know where the love's at
We already know where the f*ckin' drugs at
Where the guns at, get your scope, blatt
Yeah, hey, hey
I was in my house with some glass shards breaking out the backdoor (yeah)
I'm a bear, she try claw (yeah)
Then I broke her backbone
Wild, heard her dad call
Pushed me on the damn floor, told me, "Put my pants on"
I was thinkin' a lot of things, by any means
I'll kill this bitch nigga if he try to take me from f*cking girl of my dreams
I'll kill first, put his ass in the dirt
Body bag 'cause he worth something that hurts
And he won't be the first
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Jordan Serin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
numb the pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
It just keeps me wonderin', this goddamn silence
It just keeps me goin' insane
Numb the pain like I was Novocaine
Numb the pain, pain
Writer: Jahseh Onfroy, Johnathan Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
ITS ALL FADING TO BLACK
XXXTENTACION]
Oh, oh
I won't let it control me
I won't let it control me
[XXXTENTACION]
The memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
And I won't let her control me
No, I won't let her control me
The memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
And I won't let her control me
No, I won't let her control me
[Mark Hoppus]
Now I'm just a ghost in my own life
So make the most of this goodbye
Do you still dream about me late at night
Or are you out there livin' better times?
You know it's killin' me to let go
I see your face, but it's someone I don't know
Everything was perfect just an hour ago
Will you remember me tomorrow?
[XXXTENTACION]
And memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
I won't let it control me
I won't let it control me
[Travis Barker & Matt Skiba]
[XXXTENTACION]
And memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
I won't let it control me
Oh, I won't let it control me
Oh, oh
I won't let it control me
I won't let it control me
[XXXTENTACION]
The memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
And I won't let her control me
No, I won't let her control me
The memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
And I won't let her control me
No, I won't let her control me
[Mark Hoppus]
Now I'm just a ghost in my own life
So make the most of this goodbye
Do you still dream about me late at night
Or are you out there livin' better times?
You know it's killin' me to let go
I see your face, but it's someone I don't know
Everything was perfect just an hour ago
Will you remember me tomorrow?
[XXXTENTACION]
And memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
I won't let it control me
I won't let it control me
[Travis Barker & Matt Skiba]
[XXXTENTACION]
And memories from the past
It's all fading to black
She started turnin' around
I won't let it control me
Oh, I won't let it control me
Writer: Matt Skiba, John Cunningham, Jahseh Onfroy, Travis Barker, Mark Hoppus
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bad Vibes Forever is the fourth and final studio album by American rapper and singer XXXTentacion. It was released through Bad Vibes Forever and Empire Distribution on December 6, 2019. The production was handled by XXXTentacion himself, alongside DJ Carnage, John Cunningham, JonFX, Ronny J, XXYYXX, and among others. The album features a wide range of guest appearances from artists including PnB Rock, Trippie Redd, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Killstation, Noah Cyrus, Tom G, Tory Lanez, Mavado, Craig Xen, Kemba, Joey Badass, Sauce Walka, Carnage, Ky-Mani Marley, Stefflon Don, Vybz Kartel, Jimmy Levy, Joyner Lucas, Ikabod Veins, and Blink-182. The album serves as a follow-up to his first posthumous album and third studio album, Skins (2018).
Bad Vibes Forever was supported by three singles - "Royalty", "Hearteater", and "Bad Vibes Forever". Bad Vibes Forever received mostly mixed reviews from critics and debuted at number five on the US Billboard 200, earning 65,000 album-equivalent units.
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XXXTentacionBad Vibes Forever was supported by three singles - "Royalty", "Hearteater", and "Bad Vibes Forever". Bad Vibes Forever received mostly mixed reviews from critics and debuted at number five on the US Billboard 200, earning 65,000 album-equivalent units.
Genre(s): Hip hop, alternative rock, alternative R&B, emo rap
Producer(s): DJ Carnage, John Cunningham, JonFX, Ronny J, XXXTentacion, Robert Soukasyan, XXYYXX, Jasper Sheff, Mally Mall, Paul Judge, Killstation, Chanslin
Length: 57:24
Released: December 6th, 2019
Year: 2019