out on all plats 
mixed by @myequalmind
i miss you chase hope everything alright 

lyrics

why you make me say it twice 
im tryna make you live this fast life
im stackin guwap im tryna get that ice 
why yo bitch at my crib just for the night

nigga glock on me why tf would i fight
and im smoking za got me higher than a fucking kite
listen babygirl everything gonna be alright
i got a duce ima pour it right up up in my sprite

baby dont make me say it twice 
listen im jus tryna live this fast life
and i promise momma ima never make you cry 
all i wanna do make sure you alright

and i miss you chase i hope everything alright
when i get sad about i just look up in the sky 
and i mean it when i said that i was crying 
coming from the heart nigga i dont got a reason to lie

no no reason to lie
i just look up in the sky
and i sit back and cry
see the pain in my eye

(hook)

twice (zaireameen)

https://open.spotify.com/album/5b1OTPBn6hzebwDyDYs9gi?si=leUKoBMaQyqm56t1RLdpuw
prod airbourn beats
@myequalmind
@ecoy
since 2017

make it w/ roxas and ecoys

til we up (jamesstfu)

dont get shot w/ ecoys

out on all plats 
@itsdroo
prod airbourn beats

all we know w/ droo

goin up (jamesstfu)

paid (mjkzy & roxas)

spend it w/ roxas

@myequalmind
lyrics:

slide in the car nigga slide on the beat
young nigga i aint pay for no feat
walk in the room margiela my feet
this yo hoe but why she on me
young fly nigga rock expensive tee
look bitch aint no certainty
count up my guap yes certainly
hop on the beat yea so perfectly
yk its margiela my tee
yo bitch she stay up on me
i keep that glock in my jeans

hysteric its all on my tee
bitch im ballin like i made the league
number nine on my jeans
smokin on za
smokin on za on the beach
babygirl i gotta leave yea
got some things i gotta see yea
wish you be here with me
wish you be here with me
stackin up guap yea my green
countin up guap yea that cheese
yo bitch she all on me
between you n me
between you n me
i keep it in my jeans 
you see me in this preme
she like omg
how yo fit so clean
breakin they necks when i walk on the scene
hop on the flight n i pop me a bean 

(hook)

margiela (roxas)

@myequalmind @mjkzy
lyrics:

ima just stack my chips 
fat wood i aint smokin no stick
fast whip yk its gone blitz
keep pole yea we stay equipped 
gettin my racks like yea 
flippin that pack oh yea 
japanese fashion yea

too many hoes got too many phones
hit mike like nigga idk what to do
margiela cologne i stay with some za
yea thats my scent when i walk in the room
220 my dash yea this my shit 
im with yo hoe n she like how it zoom

hit up my twin aye brudda 
new whip nigga time to go cut up 
spread racks nigga sum like butter
shoutout lil mike my brudda
stack racks nigga get undercover
two tone drippin like puddle
stay with a pole like a putter
too many hoes i might cut em
yn i came from the gutter
do it or dont like yoda
i pour a four in my soda 
its only za when i roll up
playin shit sum like controller 
keep me a fye like han solo
keep me some fye like its solar
nigga you green ima throw up
aint talkin bout racks i wont show up
call up yo bitch she gon show up

ima just stack my chips 
fat wood i aint smokin no stick
fast whip yk its gone blitz
keep pole yea we stay equipped 
for them niggas who talkin hot shit 
hit up scott lets make us a hit 
in the sky im high off the zip 
hit the stu yk im with pip 
gettin my racks like yea 
flippin that pack oh yea 
japanese fashion yea

show up (roxas & mjkzy)

prod @nyli @444jet
lyrics:

(nyli)
im tryna run up a bag (x3)
niggas makin me mad (x2)
hop out the v nigga fuck that
that boy want smoke we could run that
yo boy want a bowl where the funds at
cant smoke on my za nigga lungs wack
he say he gon blow where the gun at
gen 5 wit a switch she like what's that?
smart ass but a boy got dumb racks
bad bitch hell yea tryn fuck dat
smoking dat cart where the bud at
keep it on me never on lack
(never on lack)
(never on lack)

(faller)
call up twin im like where the bud at
counting up racks yea i love that
finna cop me a watch and go flood that
when i hop in the coupe im gon flo that
with yo bitch and she boppin like kodak
too many racks and they stay in the safe
lil bitch i cant even sto that
n i hop in the wraith n it take off too quick
lil bitch im finna just blow back
ksubi my denim lil bitch
you see the tag nigga you already knew that
flight to L.A. touchdown we finna go up
niggas finna count new racks
deep in the studio with too many cups lil bitch
it might be a bloodbath

(hook)

bloodbath w/ nyli

@myequalmind @1luvpurp
lyrics:

keep some shit on me its hot like the sun
hoes like my swag yea they like how i flaunt 
walk in balenci i get what i want 
stay in the mansion with gate in the front 
(x4)

i know we dont talk its outta spite 
outta mind know i got right
count my guap know i get it right
used to think bout you like every night
too much pain i might catch a flight
3.5 got me feeling right 
want a feat better pay the price
on my boss shit like im captin price

okay you did it once but you did it twice
girl you know that i treat you right
why you say i gave you life 
n you turned that down girl yk im right
tryna give you just a better life 
tryna take you ona couple flights
turn that down cause i gotta move on
lil bitch yk ima do it right
shoutout my niggas yk we gonna do it right
smokin on za yk im high like kite
too much on me i might freeze like ice 
top of the chain yall some lil mice
good plates aint no chicken rice
check my feet aint no fuckin nikes 
n she eat it up just like a mike n ike 

(hook)

2023 (roxas & luvpurp)

prod @myequalmind
@scottalyx
lyrics:

better days
its gon be better days
yea it gon rain
jus get thru the pain
im wit my days ones
nigga yk i wont change
all these racks up in my pocket
got me walkin strange
jus keep me entertained
these racks up on the table
she playin games like fable
pourin syrup aint no maple
n if you aint talkin racks
boy i might flip that table
my bitch bad she stay with me
jus like a staple yea
jus hop in my ride
its just real fly
yk im wit my guys
good lobster on my plate
aint no chicken frys
balenciaga on my kicks
like boy step aside

she gon fantasize, wanna go take a ride
i remember smoking dope inside all day, all night
we done took it far
we done took it far
whatchu been up too lil baby i been working hard
i done learn a lot
i done learn a lot
i been studying hard lil baby, i been studying guap
had to run a mile in this dirty mud
if they wannna copy then id like to see them try

(hook)

better days w/ scott alyx

prod @myequalmind
ft @percstro

lyrics:
hop in the track nigga black out the tint
too much on me nigga i never trip no no no 
smokin on blunt ion need no glass tip 
stay in the stu n im rockin with pip 
slide on the beat nigga i never trip 
shoutout my yn demi we lit yea
so much ice i might get sick yea
too much on me ion trip 
too much on me ion trip no 

(perc)
too much on me ion trip
i keep a blade n a stick 
bussin that glock out the whip
bitch on that oxy and perc
got a thick lil bitch gon twerk 
ima geek boy no not nerd
say she wanna suck me up said sure
we was in the function tryna get down
ion know you boy why you come around
za like speakers that shit so loud 
im in that booth so geeked rn 

im in the booth so geeked rn 
too many on me i cant even count 
hoes know my name n they say it in the town
scott wit me nigga he totin them rounds 
hop in that black truck it look like a tank 
nigga you aint got no bank 
smokin on za thats that dank 
supreme on my tee this that bape
bitch we cant go on no date 
want beef wit me you get ate 
stackin my guap yea my cake 
n i float in fast shit all day 

(hook)

never trip

prod @jamesstfu @mjkzy

lyrics:
stay wit my day ones
nigga know i stay wit my bros
glock on me nigga n it blow
smokin on za nigga straight out the bo
hop ona flight nigga where ima go
nigga louie my baggage n guap on the flo
cops on my ass so yk ima go
red key track n yk that it float
bad bitch wit me she say she dont smoke
im like oh well man yk ima toke

glock on me nigga totin a 33
nigga know i shoot scottie pippen
yn wit me they totin them straps
lil bitch we aint gon miss u
boy talkin hot on the net he aint
got no racks boy i aint finna diss u
3.5 my wood im smokin that za
lil bitch i aint gon miss u no

like no bitch i aint gon miss u
glock on me nigga shoot like a missle
boy yo ass green sum like a pickle
fast whips only this bitch gon ditch u
ice on my neck she like how it glisten
keep me a k nigga sum like glizzen
i walk in the room like damn its a blizzard
boy movin weird yea sum like a lizard
so many racks yea so many figures
glock on me nigga i shoot this bit
sum like scottie pippen ice on my neck
it glisten shoot this bitch like scottie pippen
yea yea jus like scottie pippen
shoot this bitch like scottie pippen

(hook)

scottie (jamesstfu & mjkzy)

prod @myequalmind

lyrics:
when i hop in that whip it finna take off
im wit my days ones nigga know i wont fold
ima jus stay wit my niggas yk we gon ball
ima get way too rich yea way too tall
subi my jeans that shit be so clean
yk my bitch bad yk that she mean
step in the room im causing a scene
pockets all bald like mr.clean

yk that they clean
pockets all bald jus like mr.clean
stay wit my day ones stay wit my team
no we aint switchin no teams
like bo2 niggas switchin they teams
nigga you lame you aint gettin no green
packs i ship thru the mail its green

i wanna talk n she wanna talk
we gon talk n figure it out
smokin on za n chill on the couch
way too high tryna figure it out
know we gon figure it out
know we gon make it no doubt
shoutout my yn james
know we gon make this shit out

(hook)

bo2 (roxas)

prod @myequalmind

lyrics:
take off in that m3 
baby come n see me
ice on neck n on my tee
im wit day ones 
im wit beef
walk in the scene 
im breakin they neck
same in the mall 
im blowin a check 
blowin on za 
it sit in my chest
brand new chop 
n it came in my vest

brand new chop it came in my vest yea
day ones nigga yea we up next yea 
hop in the mall im coppin whatever yea 
smokin on za nigga i aint 
feelin no pressure (x8)

things is lookin so bright
tryna get you tonight
know that ima treat you right
know that ima treat you right
know i want you in my life 
know we in this shit for life 
yea yea yea 

(hook)

vest (roxas)

prod n ft @myequalmind

lyrics:
im on the road goin too fast
ion wanna talk if it aint bout racks
too much on me ion carry no cash
hop in the whip yeah lets have a blast
like yea yea
ima jus flip that pack
ima jus stack my racks lets go
ice on my neck sum like the snow
stay wit my day ones sell out a show
whip so quick this bitch go fast
yea this bitch gon go
ice on my neck
ice on my wrist yea sum like the snow
yea this shit so cold
yea my ice on froze
stay wit my day one bros
finna go sell out a show

yea sell out da show yea
i make u move yea
im buyin shoes yea
yea coppin these mf blue yea
aint had a clue yea
so far out like pluto yea
ballin like fubo
stackin shit just like uno yea
u so weak u cant compete
im in the olympics baby
no confidence in myself
only in the one who made me yea
yea remember when i needed help
remember when they told me maybe
now u dont even know my cell
you cant even hit me lately yea
i aint gettin put on no shelf
its no money im taking yea
theres eight kinds of wealth
theres eight kinds of wealth
woah yeah
take care of your health
take care of yourself
you, your friend, your family
your friend your fam



moves w/ roxas

prod me

lyrics:
slide on beat like go
hop in the v lets go
too many racks on my clothes
niggas is weird like some hoes
ice on my neck stay froze
play with sticks like im mboze
bullets hot n they fly at yo dome
i wear glasses but nigga they chrome
too much cheese i aint gettin no loan
keep drank in my styrofoam
keep callin they blowin my phone
need space jus leave me alone

too many things on my mind lil bitch
cant even think got nothin to say
why you talking down my name
keep glock on me n nigga its ready to spray
fly in some quick shit amg coupe
yk this shit fast so stay out the way
stuff my bread in the safe get my racks
then n a young nigga gon stay out the way

yeah cmon
rockin that chrome yea
smokin on dome yea
smoke to yo dome yea
shoutout my niggas yea
yk we winnin yea
day ones we winnin yea
whip in that kitchen yea yea
stay in that kitchen
gettin bread yea we water whippin
like daves im gettin that chicken
smokin on za aint no midget
drake same size as a midget
shoutout my niggas winnin
leave yo ass spinnin like fidget
young nigga count them digits

(hook)

chrome (me)

prod @mjkzy
@heroinsick

you niggas be talkin hot
niggas be talkin hot uh
gotta keep the glock uh
gotta keep my strap hoe
i cant go for backdoor
got the drank im finna pour up up in my cup
im wit mike smokin za nigga yk what's up
walk in the club kno i stay with my strap
whippin my wrist stay in the trap
nigga we pushin it back
stay wit all my day ones niggas
yea we gon push ya shit back
finna blow up sell out a show
nigga get put on the map
jus so yk how it go
got this big ass bnb n brody jus poured up a foe

yuh she wanna come back to the bnb she wanna come fuck me some more
im finna pour up a mf o no i aint gon pour up a 4
talkin to me in the party i told this bitch i seen her b4
u is my bro last bitch no i cannot fuck wit that bitch no no no
talkin that dumbass shit bitch you know im always on mf go
posted wit jack in the whip and we got hella sticks
bitch we gon rundown on him bitch i shoot that shi make em glitch
yea we gon run down on em we pushin yo mf wig
i just be coolin outside, coolin outside wit my bros
goin 150 inna whip bitch yea that shi on go
i just been coolin and makin some racks but i need some more
bitch im in love wit the bag no i dont need no hoe
expensive whip parked outside im finna go whip that hoe

(hook)

backdoor w/ heroinsick

tubi w/ nyli

@lunrs @warren-hunter-242782485
#d1 #k2

lyrics:
bitch wanna fuck when i hop off the plane 
louie my bad ion never need change 
brand new track got me switchin the lanes
wit day1s never gon change
young rich nigga n i count 6 figure
steak n the lobster n thas jus for my dinner
hop in the black truck you not catchin the sprinter
tap in wit mike said i need me a shroom 
thousands in clothes just sit in my room 
dior my denim ion never wear true 
nigga you a fein u be poppin them blues
im in the stu n im clutchin my tool
cop me some za you be smokin on boof
shit be so loud it be raisin the roof

brand new stick n it aint for the fashion
niggas be lame man yall niggas be actin 
brody got fat shit make yo ass backflip 
nigga you lame n yo bitch be a catfish 
runnin this shit you can call me the captin
heard yo last song man yo ass be cappin
stick hang wit me like its stuck ona magnet
niggas be gay man yall stick to the actin
im wit mike in the trap n we actn
drank in my cup i aint sippin no cactus 
keep me some racks its stuffed in the mattress

dior (lunars & warrenhunter)

@lunrs
#d1 #k2

lyrics:
stack a hunnid racks then i make it flip
fat glock in my lap got the 30 clip
flyin in some quick shit kno im wit lil klips
need me a hunnid pack finna hit lil pip
kno im talkin all my shit
back in the days was broke
now i flood my wrist
back in the days was broke
but still fucked yo bitch
kno twin keep a dirty stick
run off wit yo bands boy im finna do it
glock up in my lap n i aint afraid to shoot it
twin be off the pills yea ik that he be booted
za so goddamn loud it be smellin like mike pooted

faller

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