trueys

trueys ft. kasady #envy

(intro) 

toatin' , auto , semis , baby i dont even care (x5)

talkin' on my name boy i can't even bare [nah sometimes its worse]

pull up to his block yeah that boy look like a square (x8)

put my guns down you know i gotta keep it fair [gun cock , shot]

call me up for money, you know i gotta keep a spare

and im creepin down the block yeah that boy is unaware

[YOU'RE LISTENING TO PARTY ROYALE LETS GET THE PARTY STARTED]

(verse)

toatin' auto , semis , baby i don't even care

yeah they talkin on my name boy i can't even bare

pull up to his block yeah that boy look like a square

put my guns down you know i gotta keep it fair

call me up for money you know i gotta keep a spare

creepin down the block yeah that boy is unaware

she love my swag, she ask me what i wear

blood up on my shoes but i got extra pairs

got that boy talkin when we put him on a chair

call my brothers up you know i got pop a flare

hella fkin shots and they soundin like a snare

put the scope up boy you can see the glare

and i got a white shooter and i call him fkin blaire

23 shots they will send you to the air

23 bullets they will send you to the air

223 bullets they will send you in despair ohh

(slowed/faded verse)

blood up on my shoes but i got extra pairs

got that boy talkin when we put him on a chair

call my brothers up you know i gotta pop a flare 

hella fkin shots and they soundin like a snare

yeah, put the scope up boy you can see the glare

and i got a white shooter and i call him fkin blaire 

23 shots they will send you to the air

mixed by @earthbounderr
prod by 444jet

{dj bronya} number 23 (444jet)

(lyrics)
im like baby why you try,
she said that I always lie,
im like bae come pick a side, 
I don’t wanna see you cry,
I could never say goodbye,
yeah I want it so I try, 
smoking too much got me fried,
it’s my problem bae I lied, 
we can fix it we can try, 
bae I love you,
I want you,
I miss you,
I’ll kiss you,
I’m like baby what’s the issue, 
she gon blow me like some tissue,
ima blow up like a missile,
If you talk hot,
boy I’ll blitz you

(hook)

bae I love you,
I want you,
I miss you,
I’ll kiss you,
I’m like baby what’s the issue, 
she gon blow me like some tissue,
ima blow up like a missile

prod. xemarax
mix by me

{{KOS EXCLUSIVE}} love 2

(intro)
yeah
(aye yall fuckin w kos)
turn me up
koS inside the buildin 
so high yeah i touch the ceiling
at the show yeah i got them thrillin
at the party jumpin yeah we fuckin
you ain catch me flunkin yeah i never dunked in
sippin on my coffee i dont shop at dunkin
im up in your crib yeah i just fuckin bussed in
do dis shit for nothing yeah im always workin 
bad lil bitch n she putting all dat work in
peekin on my page yeah they always fuckin lurkin 
all these boys some hoes yeah they steady always chirpin 
remember all them days i was steady always servin
bitch on my dick but im always fuckin curvin 
that boy move so scary yeah I got you fuckin nervin
im up innat V yeah im steady swervin 
with my brudder ian sendin shots like irving
you dont get no play 
you dont get no earnings
you dont get no plays yeah you not even like dat
pullup all black nd im snatchin innat black cat
imma keep the pole tucked 
ion never lack bad
money comin in fast
ima fuckin stack dat

(axxad verse)

bad lil bitch she twerkin on me 
nigga mad cuz his bitch 
tryna suck my meat
niggas tryna be me 
so bad they not me
why my whole fit black n i got on me
these niggas sum hoes 
why the fuck they leave 
ion fuckin care i got gang wit me
i got gang wit me i got gang wit me
like nigga dont fuckin play w me
pull up to the store im already hittin fuckin 
licks
lemme take another rip im already fuckin lit
yuh since fuckin hexxmob niggas been on dick
ever since envy niggas been on that shi
been on that shi
been on that shi
been on that shi since i was jus a jit
yall think im done nigga i never quit
i ain’t even check my 
phone like what did i miss?
money comin in like she like where u been
shoutout kos all yall niggas my twin
b-b-bad lil bitch she twerkin on me 
nigga mad cuz his bitch 
tryna suck my meat
niggas tryna be me 
so bad they not me
why my whole fit black n i got on me

prod. xemarax

turn up ft. axxad

lyrics

f-f-film dis shit like dax flame
flex 2 guns like max payne
s-s-sending shots
ya bullet rain
w-want some smoke come feel da pain
t-t-talkin like you kno my name
b-b-bitch im up
step up yo game
she tryn fuck cause i got fame
m-mask up on me like im bane
i cant fuck no stupid lame
l-l-love my bro he stayed the same
d-d-do dis shit jus for my bros
c-c-cashin out im at da show
i cant fuck dat slutty hoe
s-she wan bread
like bitch you broke
get some bucks
like yous a joke
f-fuck dat hoe
like how you choke
r-r-rollin gas
yeah smokin dope
off dat x and bitch i float
take dat pack den imma go
t-t-this bih gon call me a goat
b-bitch im posted inna A
s-s-swangin up my fuckin drac
shots-shots up to yo fuckin face
bitch i kno dat yous a fake
shoutout my bro he keep dat K
r-run up li boy, yea u late
p-put some money on my plate
put some purpose on my name
d-d-do dat shit, dis ain no game
shot-shots up to you got some aim

dax flame (gensaint)

lyrics
yeah
he said he wan smoke come and have it
took his head off boy dats tragic
yeah, score dat li boy out w dat magic
ha
baby if you want it u can have it
do dat shit for me cause i wan it
i ain fuckin w no bih
let her plummet 
got dis glock on my hip let it runnit 
shoot you down
ion care now
she said she wan fuck 
i cant do dat
smoke li buddy out like a boof pack
ima fuckin run it up
get dat blue bag
ima add her to the blocklist
why you do dat
bitch i got my reason why do you ask
you said you want me 
girl i know you lied
bitch dont do dat shit
yeah, bye bye
laugh up in yo face like
ha ha

(damiku verse)

we keep 762s if u wanna talk
i had 2 link up w ur bitch now my dick gon dock
i ran a train on ur bitch she deep throat this cock
i shove the barrel down ur throat u deep throat this glock

bitch im ballin so hard u cant even up the score
i make sm fuckin money everyone around me poor
i got 20 shooters posted at the the liquor store
dumb bitch u should kick a fuckin chair 2 the floor
or stand on it 2 tie a noose cs u so fuckin short
ballin out at every function ya these bitches ya these bitches seem 2 adore
itachi in this bitch bullets crows lettem soar

blocklist ft. damiku (bloodyxoolin)

lyrics

yeah,
yeah yeah yeah yeah
ya ya yaah
s-smokin in
smokin out
they like who dat w dat sound
bitch im smokin out da pound
put ya brother on da ground
in dat buildin way too deep
off a perc it made me sleep
s-smoke too good and now im geeked
why yo bitch up on my meat
i swear dat bitch gon be a freak
they stay silent when i speak 
b-bitch im cryn, bitch im weak
stupid bitch gotcho ass leaked
bitch im bouta strike it down
innat striker way too loud 
with my brothers, make me proud
at the show im w the crowd
like bitch im king, where my crown
yeah these hoes just bring me down
take some bucks to get you out
at yo section scope it out
bitch im coolin w my scout 
bitch my big dawg slime you out
call up vxx we innat route
im gon make dat li bitch shout
bitch you lazy onnat couch
ima do it w no doubt
im like who gon stick around
you was not there, had a frown
now li bitch im fuckin up
at the party, fuck it up
send some shots ill make u duck
leave u spinnin, give no fuck
boy you broke go make some bucks
hell nah u cant earn my trust

innout (trapmoneybiggie)

lyrics

goddamn
shoot you get you down
told my bro get down
ya, fuckin w a fan
bitch im not yo man
pussy talkin but he ran
he want smoke, he fucked
told him touch some bucks
stupid boy you fluxxed 
fuck yo bitch, you cuck 
send some shots you duck
and my bro don’t give a fuck
yeah my bro gon do dat deal
ya, he gon get you killed
ya, he gon get you drilled
hell yeah , all my shooters skilled
bitch I keep it, real
bitch I sip lacroix 
im in Illinois
bouta do another show
yeah, im w axxad yuh
and we smokin on a blunt
turn dat li boy into runtz
ima send my dawg he hunt

(axxad verse)
ya ya yuh
bitch gotta act up
n- gotta pay up
what u gotta say yeah
aint got shit to say yuh 
n- get no paper 
sick bitch, can’t escape her
crying cause yo bitch in da scene
ima break her
got a problem, say it to my fuckin face
you wont do shit
im trappin w frosty
posted up
cop the whole zip
party pack bitch
we sippin on lacroix in the function
yeah we take yo bitch
frosty boy, he get the huzz in
yuh
pull on me , im strapped
n- get a bag
all these bitches wack
dat n- a fag
shit is so sad
sad
uh sad
yuh

lacroix ft. axxad (bloodyxoolin)

lyrics

shoot em-shoot em ina eyelid
off dat perc like pilot
told em come and try it
bitch im finna die lit
too good need no stylist
send some shots the sky lit
bad bitch her name violet 
do dat li boy violent
treat my drac like violen
ina street im wylin
punch dat boy like Weiland
i be ina island
off dat x im flyin
why dey steady tryn
stupid bih keep lyin
i gotta bring my fye in
bitches always spyin
now i got em cryin
off dat liq im wasted
pass the blunt i faced it
bitch i let my K hit
want some smoke come say it
yea, my bro pour in dat faygo
she do what i say so
bitch im stackin queso
rackin up da peso
bitch i got da guns like halo
shooter onna payroll
yeah dat bitch call me a A-hole
got some bread i need mo

dielit (anthonyramxs)

lyrics

off dat shit i go
ion feel no mo
bitch im coolin w my bro
she-she wan fuck like no
bitch i cannot fuck no hoe
bitch im boolin off the dome
fi-five shots send u home
run off w dat pack im gone
dis bih love my song
im like what the fuck went wrong
im w nina in dis bih 
pass the fuckin spliff
im w axxad getting lit
way too fuckin turnt
smoke too good im burnt 
hit dat hoe up, im like yurr
what da fuck da word
im like baby make it work
im tryn see you-
yea, im tryn see you flex
baby you da best
hunnid bands up in dis check
i do it da best
ya i dont answer no text
you could getcho-
you can getcho ass blocked
you can getcho ass socked
ion give no fuck ya
told dat bitch go kick some rocks
at da show ya bitch i rock
do dat pack
like do dat yah
do dat shit
i do dat hoe
i cant fuck no silly hoe
yeah i kno dis bitch is broke
on my dick yea she gon choke
yea dis bitch a fuckin joke
told dat hoe jus leave me lone yaah

dome

lyrics

bitch uh
c-catch a small hat
movin shit like baghdad
s-she said im a bad man
mixin shit like labrat
w-whip it, fuck it crash dat
t-told my bro come pass dat
c-can you tell the truth
my bro gon up dat tool
f-fuck it, shoot at you
ball out bitch with the crew
t-thumbin thru da racks
i told dat bitch come shake some ass
they like boy you hungry, im addicted to the cash
p-pull up to the party
bitch i got the speakers blast
hunnid commas everyday, im movin wit a bag
bitch im way too different i dont sit up on my ass
m-movin with a purpose i can never be too sad
let down, i got too tired
o-off dat perc, i got too higher
do dis shit i got no stylist
i cant let nobody control
bitch i kick it way too hard, im boolin wit my whoa
yeah the bets on
c-come and try it
in-in dis bitch im way too flawless
yea you fall off, bitch i call it
bitch too hot, i switch the topic
i get too damn pop like rocket
d-do dis shit, bitch i ain stop it
damn, really did dis on my fuckin own
man i love it when im really back at home

labrat (sewz & bsu)

lyrics

b-b-bitch yeah you, f-fucked up
g-go and touch some b-bucks yuh
im-im with ian yeah we ridin innat truck yuh
im-imma c-cuttup in dis bitch
ion give no f-fuck yuh
i-im like who done got my back bitch, i cant trust yeah
s-shot dat li boy up yuh
got him sayin, goddamn
oh he talkin s-smoke, i pull up hit em with da b-b-blam
i-imma up da c-chop, i let dat li boy eat some rounds
these li boys cant be like me cause they dont got no sound
im-imma walk up inna mall, i spend a 30 ball
s-stackin up da cheddar, bitch my shit is gettin tall
im up in yo city, give a fuck bout what it cost
b-bitch im all up in my grind, i feel like eric kost

eric koston (anthonyramxs)

lyrics

ya bitch dis shit get iffy
bih dis shit get sticky
do dat shit no dissin
trigger finger itchin
blow dat shit get busy
bitch i smoke too much im dizzy
fuck dat bad hoe, her name izzy
get dat bag hoe bitch im busy
bitch im posted in my city
ya, fuck dat shit who with me
get dat pack n den i flip it
pass dat glock i grip it
like a frog man, them boys ribbit
ima fuck once den i dip bitch
bitch i dont care bout no limit
ya ya
bitch i do dat, go
did i do dat, no
i cant fuck no hoe
bitches steady broke
she said im a joke
pop dat pill i float
bitches callin me da goat
bitch i already kno
ima do dat shit fosho
on yo block ill getchu missin
bitch i do dat mission
fuck dat shit no switchin
ima smoke li bro like swisher
fuck dat bitch i do not miss her

iffy (keego & toni veretta)

lyrics

p-put you in my sight li bitch
y-you cant fight li bitch
im really wit da shits
f-fuck once den i dip
f-fully in dis clip
really rockin shit
t-too deep in dis whip
i cant trust no bitch
my bro fucked up on tris
pistol whackin shit
swear too turnt in dis bitch
you not bro you switched
put my trust in switch
load a mag i swiss
i smoke bra out like spliff
p-put li bro in pack yuh
y-you cant get em back
i run dis shit like track
s-send some shots dis shit aint flat
who done got my back
m-my ooter never lack
shawty why you trim
i love my girl like vrmm
m-my wife bad like nicki
she curvy n she thicky
i ain tryna fuck
i just want yo love
im like can you trust
baby yeah i miss you
im too high i cant kiss you
im another issue

issue (lagsight)

lyrics

b-bitch i swerve n crash
12-12 be on my ass
kickin shit, do the fuckin dash
i be moving speed of lighting like the flash
sh-shawty pullup on me shake dat ass
i got bands all up on me throwin cash
pu-pullup to the party summer bash 
p-pullup on a new bitch den i smash
ki-kickin shit im different
if u talk i stand on bidness 
yeah yeah, told dat bitch get out my business
yoo yeah yeah, d-d-do dat smoove boy i ain dissin yeaah 
these boys mad cause i be flexin when i walk
mon-money out my mouth every time i talk
they gon ask me how i do it, boy don’t stop
ev-every time im onnit im on top

[damiku verse]

ya i pull up w yo bitch n she all in saint laurent
n she said she want my kids i tell her dk what u want
came up as the kid now they claimin im a runt
now im pullin out the stick wonderin oh why they run
ya ya came into the spot
totin hella glocks well fuck im totin 20 chops
fuck w yo crush yo shawty goin on my crotch
got different pills up in the white i crush the sediment rock

ya ya ya yo shawty fw me fr
ya ya ya she suckin me off w no bill
ya ya ya im happy off the pills pharell 
ya ya ya silly so it seems surreal

bah bah black sheep have u any wool
im tired of u bitches who think ima play a fool
now i made a couple enemies i always keep a tool
posted KoS u niggas cannot do whats cruel

[frosty verse 2]

w-walk up in dis bitch I flex
w-walk up in dis bitch im next
they like boy yeah u da best
i-im with dami in dis bitty 
ke-keltech on my vest 
if-if that li boy wan some smoke yeah
50 to his chest
bi-bitch i might need more
b-buying out the store
fuck it up yeah 
put it on the floor
said I think it need it
ion even kno-know
t-to much money on me
pass it to my bro

kickin ft. damiku (xantos x thrty)

lyrics

like hell nah ion kno u bitch
where was u, I was down up on my fuckin ass
now they comin back to me im steady countin cash
bitch on me- b- bitch on me and she steady shakin ass
im w dami in dis bitch we smoke em like some gas
it’s a new hoe on me everyday 
i fuck n pass
i can’t fuck up on no new bitch 
all these bitches trash
baby im just chattin, sometime shit can’t last
damn, bitches evil, love me when im doin bad
now they start to hate me when i work my craft
i can’t fuck up on no hoe if she treat me like trash
bitch i never lied i only did dat shit like once
pull up on a new bitch den i fuckin uh

bad (damiku)

lyrics

brr brr
b-b-bitch im innat cat
p-push up den i runnit back
b-bad bitch suck da sack
l-love it when i hit her back
b-bitch im clutchin on da P80
no i never lack
i be posted wit li august
we up inna trap
yea-yeah we make dis li bih jump, everytime we in
b-bitch im gettin way too drunk, i cant feel my skin
b-bitch im zoomin in the highway, hit the rim
ya im posted up in new york, ya i hit da bin
yea, took off in yo shit
and then i sell it out
yeah my pockets full of cash, bitch ima thumb it out
yea, score dat li bitch out i hit em with a scout
b-bitch my bottle full bacardi 
fuck you talkin bout
i-im wit vxx, i-im wit ricky
b-boy we kno yo route
its hunnid boy shit
every day im out

(augustchangedme verse)

everyday im out
im walkin out da bank
one hunnids, got an evil grand
like frosty said we get drunk til we cannot feel our skin
i had flew to da A
man i had to see my twin
dirty money comin in, could care less about my sins
striker bugatti i could care less about dat benz
when i flew to da A, i was killin burgers benz
dis hoe thought i slept with her, but i fucked up on her friend
dis momma said the way im movin
it wont be the hottest ends
im a 100 boy got time for the room for fake friends
i need more drugs, love getting fried like bacon
she gon throw it up, i love how its shakin
have a smile on yo face til she ask how much you makin
broke boy stay down, he still miss every payment
yo hoe still around, she askin me how my day went
and bitches on my dick i heard you still masturbating
i fuck den i dip, i cant believe she said im satan

bacardi ft. augustchangedme (ptrck)

lyrics

yeah
dis hoe pickin s-sides
push up onnat bitch, she thought i lied
tap-tapped him in da head 
caught by suprise
c-catch a hat, i crack his skull im innit
do dis shit i kno im winnin
you ain on dat level
you cant do it like me li bih oh
t-took a flight to LA, im with dami in yo city hoe
ion give a fuck bout clout
im in dis shit just for the fucks of it
s-shawty pull up on me, i said go ahead
go and rub dat shit
knock-knocka in da jeans
you see me sagging with the purple clip
s-steady countin blue 
but li bih hell nah i aint fuckin crip
emo bitch up on me, said she suicidal slit her wrist
im too twisted off the henny, got me actin illiterate 
f-freaky hoe up on me and she touchin on her cliterus
man dis bitch too crazy, start to think dat she delirious
p-put da barrel thru his throat dat boy actin too curious
vans on the feet, li boy i be off the wall
f-flippin thru da racks, i gotta stack the money tall
m-micro drac gon blow yo face off
dont give fucks at all
d-do dis for the love and passion
fuck it bitch i ball

(damiku verse)

mask on like im haku get u iced
we got hella glocks n awps it get u sniped
tryna fuck a couple bad bitches asian like they TWICE
had a threesome w them bitch they came thrice 
why u talkin shit like i wont slide
bitch yk my fuckin whip always in drive
spin around w the stick u gon die
up it out the window 45 gon leave u dry

noone gives a fuck abt ur broke lame ass
i been shootin shit yall js do the dash
axxad got the stick frosty got the cash
said u got sum shit run up it get snatched

money in my pockets make yo bitch say woah
we do the race juggin arps n gold
i js switched it up one time now they cant escape the flow
im up w frosty in the tundra where it snow

sides ft. damiku (rckstar & duoface & romel)

lyrics

yeah, swing dem nunchucks like im mikey 
b-big ass pole like tello 
s-smoke you like a rello 
punch his eye, he yellow
and my crisis bout to fall down
ion go down
leave yo block a ghost town
bitch you smoked out
man you ducked out
i just fucked yo bitch
you cucked out
bitch im w tv
spanish bitch, she need me
t-told dat b-bitch come suck my pp
i wont hog dat bitch, she freebie
yeah too much blow, too much coke
in the party bussin, blowin snow
li bitch on me n she call me goat
ima put dick all up in ha throat
split a wig, i up da score
i got so sad when lacitglo unfollowed
yo bitch on me n she swallow
w-whip it innat fuckin tahoe 
c-catch a gen , my partner down
li bitch can you hold it down
yeah i swear dat i wont make no sound
yea yo bitch on me, hawk her down
shoot yo shit, yo choppa down
this ain’t warzone man 
yo man stay down

(63N verse)

hop up innat vet i skrt
drop dat bitch so she dont flirt
its like now, whats the word
tryna fuck, like lets work
fuck these hoes, money first
i could buy your bitch a purse
sippin wock like fuck a perc
200 for some yercs
bitch im like medusa
walk in wit a tool ya
spanish bitch up on my dick
and yeah she suck me, ouuya
bitch im w frosty and we skrtn in dat V yuh
bitch im way too fancy to be fuckin on a treesha
bitch im way too fucked up
walk up in da club yuh
sippin w my brothers
yeah, we sippin gettin fucked up
bitch im w my brother
yeah, we sippin gettin fucked up
we fucked up

michelangelo ft. 63N (bsu)

lyrics

would you do the things i did for you
if you aint never know me
you cant take control of my decisions
li bitch you dont own me
i was stuck up in dis shit i had no help
i had no homie
must forgot i had some love but i aint have no one to hold me
pray to God like everyday im beggin for some guidance
take it for my action, kno dat i cannot deny it
i was down bad, in my worse
i had no one, i had my head down
see me goin up, they see the money now they want half
yeah she gettin what she wantin cause that shit is what i never had
momma told me that the better that it is
it cannot ever last
hopin for the greater in my future
im like fuck da past
do not be afraid if you got something that you wanna ask
that shit is a problem thats why most of you cannot surpass
i-i told anarc slide dat shit if they wont let me pass

(damiku verse)

would u do the things i do if u was in the field
talkin tuff on uchihadrank it gon get u killed
talkin tuff on all the boys it gon get u spilled

enter yo bitch crib i leave drained of my balls
said she need more im answerin them calls
like a native she got wisdom rain falls
like she hungry got my dick in her jaws

i call frosty i call jack get u merced
i got diamonds in my face no uzi vert
i been in the field scorin hats up in work
i been eatin bodies no time 4 dessert
u eatin the dirt
we done hotboxed around ur grave i left a blur
ya this bad bitch boutta twerk
her ass fat make u lurk

kno me ft. damiku (diy)

lyrics

yeah yeah yeah
z-zoomin bitch im slidin
f-fuck yo bitch she ridin
shot em, now he dyin
g-got a pussy li boy cryin
w-walk inside the bitches eyein
c-caught dat li bitch why u spyin
c-cuttup on her throat
made dat li bitch choke
s-said i need it 
i need mo
b-bitch i need some dope
f-fuck it, up dat scope
i-ima fuck her den i ghost
spend a thou-thousand on some clothes
p-pull up block, i shoot like scottie
ridin innat rari
o-off dat yayo, tony rari
s-speakers, b-boomin blast
yea, swerve it
do da d-dash
im like f-fuck you kiss my ass
told dat b-bitch we not gon last
bitch im steady movin
ridin innat rover
party h-hard like Casanova
shou-shoutout my brother nova
ima pass you, get no closer
u-up dat semi flip u over
p-party got it jump
y-yeah, b-bad bitch gettin crunk
o-off dat henny way too drunk
ive been up, i never f-flunked
yeah, yo bitch havin fun
h-hit me up like can you come
b-bitch im set havin money, havin guns, havin sex yea
w-wokeup outta bed, dey said dat im heaven sent ya
like b-bitch i need some bread, i cant stay up onna bed yea
a-all yall boys some frauds yall be cliqued up onna net yea
i cant f-fuck with a thot dat be on some silly bullshit
b-bitch im goin for da win
i cant never, f-fuckin lose shit
yeah my b-brodie hop up innat splat
t-thought dat he gon lose it

($tr4uss verse)
im tossin dis bitch round like a fuckin horseshoe
fuck sparin up these tales, im finna bore you
i told dat bitch to her face dat im finna score you
i cant fuck wit dis whore her crib got mildew
told dis bitch like 20 times im finna fail you
talkin on my name den frosty might just kill you
we gon drill you, pull up we gon drill you
popout wit my fuckin brudders, we might kill you
if i killed you i wouldnt even fuckin shoot you
make you die slow
make you die slow
make you die slow
bitch im pourin up some dro
me and frosty at yo residence
finna kick yo door
bitch i hate the fuckin president, but i wish i had mo
you a broke lazy bitch and you got a dirty backpack
im wit frosty in dis bitch, 130 backpack
bitch we mobbin thru da A, red scatpack
304s out da way
i aint tap dat
i aint tap dat
pussy i aint tap dat

frosty

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