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Slidin (Prod. Frustration)

Frankenstein, ft. Six & 6evermir (Prod. Perc40)

Sick (Prod. Frustration)

Known, ft. Velli

Bandman (Prod. Domslaps)

Geeked Up (Prod. Truce)

Hashimoto (Prod. Awakns)

Cirque Du Soleil, ft. Navaun (Prod. TDF)

Want Me (Prod. Bryalle)

Moolah (Prod. Luvblue)

Die Young (Prod. Luvblue)

LYRICS:

(shlatty, yeah shlatty)

bitch, i get fly like a dove
i got dat glock if he acting real tuff
im in my bag in my duff
i can not show her no love
i make a bag in a hunch
choppa bullet it gon eat you for lunch
bad lil hoe eat me up she a munch
play with my gang, lil boy you get crunched
she in all red, she a hoe hoe hoe
she wanna fuck, im like no no no
bitch, i just want da dome dome dome
(fye fye fye) he get hit with the chrome
sending bullets feel like Patrick Mahomes
me and my niggas we run in yo home
feel like velli, told dat hoe leave me lone
got number nine, ian rocking Vlone

no, i aint turn my back on dese niggas
yeah, i had yo back shoulda figured
i hadda cut off da snakes with some scissors
my hoe butt hella big look like SZA
choppa taking off yo tissue
call up zay if you gotta issue
h-hoe suck dick, no i can not kiss you
black and white, all my niggas official
me and bry, yeah we chasing that bag
paper chasers, yeah you know that's a must
and we got hella za in the back
smoking gas, yeah that shit got a must
i get racks lil boy imma rack it
call up trav, he gon slide with dat ratchet
you wanna feat, lil boy imma tax it
i only like to work with my bruddas
shout my gang, my shlatty
bad lil hoe, call me daddy yeah
shoutout noraa, cop a caddy yeah
choppa kicking, like its sandy yeah (yeah)

bitch suck da dick, give me heady yeah
...
no you can't go with us yeah
i had his hoe going nuts
bitch nigga cant compete on god
thats why you cant roll wit us
yeahh, im wit da squad
bitch blow my mind, slow
yeah, shoot like Rondo
fuck nigga run from 9, oak
yeah, bitch where da time go
thick hoe giving mind slow, eyuh
im wit a black bitch, niggas know dat she a slime hoe

(shlatty, yeah shlatty)

bitch, i get fly like a dove
i got dat glock if he acting real tuff
im in my bag in my duff
i can not show her no love
i make a bag in a hunch
choppa bullet it gon eat you for lunch
bad lil hoe eat me up she a munch
play with my gang, lil boy you get crunched
she in all red, she a hoe hoe hoe
she wanna fuck, im like no no no
bitch, i just want da dome dome dome
(fye fye fye) he get hit with the chrome
sending bullets feel like Patrick Mahomes
me and my niggas we run in yo home
feel like velli, told dat hoe leave me lone
got number nine, ian rocking Vlone

truce

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