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Chum
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Earl
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Luper
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Kill
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Sunday
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Hive
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Uncle Al
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523
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Whoa
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Thisniggaugly
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WakeUpFaggot
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Grief
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Huey
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Hoarse
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Couch Featuring Ace Creator
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Burgundy
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Stapleton
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Mantra
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Faucet
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epaR Featuring Vince Staples
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Pigions Featuring Wolf Haley
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20 Wave Caps
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Pre
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Moonlight Featuring Hodgy Beats
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Off Top
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Inside
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Sasquatch
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Molasses
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Centurion
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Wool
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Sunday (feat. Frank Ocean)
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Guild
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Burgundy (feat. Vince Staples)
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20 Wave Caps (feat. Domo Genesis)
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AM // Radio
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Knight
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Centurion (feat. Vince Staples)
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Hive (feat. Vince Staples & Casey Veggies)
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Molasses (feat. RZA)
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Whoa (feat. Tyler, the Creator)
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Guild (feat. Mac Miller)
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Grown Ups
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DNA
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Sasquatch (feat. Tyler, The Creator)
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Knight (feat. Domo Genesis)
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Chum - Explicit Version
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Pre (feat. SK La' Flare)
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Dat Ass
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Drop
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Wool (feat. Vince Staples)
Promise Heron I'll put my fist up after I get my dick sucked
Quick buck, maybe a gold chain
With that fucking flow that s-s-so belittles men
They tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished
Stone cold, hardly fucking with these niggas, nigga listen
The description doesn't fit, if not a synonym of menace, then forget it
In turn, these critics and interns admitting the shit spit
It just burn like six furnaces writ it
It affixed learning them digits, and simultaneously
"Dispelling one-trick-pony myths, isn't he?"
One adolescent, fucking six-nigga energy
And crawling down fax like a rich nigga centipede
Crack ceramic and slap a hand out of cash account
Stamp and shouting, thrashing, these niggas done let the Kraken out
Crack-a-lackin', like snap, crackle, poppin' your ammo off
Hide your face, and throw your flannels off, Sweatshirt, nigga
(Sweatshirt, nigga)
'87 roof top, Bronson
Whipping hoopties tryna boost raw chronic
(Brutus in that booth, double scoop, hock vomit up)
(Sub rocking, thud knocking niggas teeth loose)
Bruh, I don't fuck with no cop
(Rolling with that flow swamp)
Catch me over stove top
(Rapping to that coke rock)
(Passionless in old Jive clothing
With them doors wide open)
(Dim the floor lights, focused)
Like it's nothing, cause it's nothing, bitch
From a city that's recession-hit
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