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robbin' n bangin'

LOS SINGONES

S/O a todos los que hicieron esto posible

S/O a las mujeres de todo el mundo

INTERNATIONAL PUSSY

PARA SIEMPRE

S0WH4TxxHixxC - Ty6ix

PATTERNS IN A MAZE [PROD. YROHMGIRL]

The devil talked to me I swear I go insane again


Im really with tha clique again 

I fuckin fuck her friend 

missed calls and shit 

Bitch u on the list 

Hoe don’t spit 

Unless u suckin on this dick

We Reppin flags for da clique 

We got masks on shit 

I revise u to not test this shit 

Pull you out ur car and shit

Put that Crowbar against yo dome 

U so broke and got no hoes

Mama why this world so cold

The devil lurking at my shows



Pull the trigger head fuckin blown

Matter on the wall, but has the sense to call

The devil dragged me down below 


I watch that lava flow

Tracy be so cynical im really not yo bro

I catch you by yo toe 

When he hollers ima slit his throat 

Then ima Continue to feed yo corpse to goats

Then ima dick yo fkn hoe

Then lay her body in the road

Devilcamefromdownbelow (Prod.Yung $loth)

They already kno im da best, Got activis all in my chest 
Dont conversate wit hoes, dont even talk to the press 
This pressure fillin my chest, jus tryna relieve this stress
jus tryna give her love, yeah but she keep wantin less
But ian even stress, jus go and sip my meds
From a different planet, girl i aint like da rest
She give me those eyes, like i dont need to guess
Fuck my shawty good, i leave dat bitch a mess
Leave her on tha bed, dats why i cant leave her head
That’s why she won’t leave my head, that’s why she in my bed
That why she not in yours, cuz she chose da best
Yea she choose da best, lil shawty don’t settle for less
Dat’s why she give me neck
She suck me good, suck me up yea jus like a pest
Might put sumn ice on her neck
Might put a ring on dat bitch
McScrooge my money, yea u can’t even get a pinch 
I’m gon mark my line, nigga u won’t get an inch
Yea we smokin all day, we turnin green like grinch
G6 wit da windows tint, im fresh, im hella mint
I leave dat hoe wit a limp, leave dat hoe in a grip
I leave dat wok for a min, then im jus back again
Drug’s really tryna win, imma jus let them win
Imma jus let them in, turn to a villain
Da Evil King is here, codeine my medicine 
Like i cant even hear, slurr right in yo ear
i know it’s me you fear
But it’s only me you hear, Marvin all in ur ears
Speakers love my voice, i move yo bitch to tears
Might name drop her in a song, then ghost for like a year
I’m numba 1 baby, no ian like my peers, no ian like these queers
No I don’t care about you, i don’t even kno where u from
I jus like steppin on you, like gum underneath my shoe
Like i don’t be worried bout you, cuz you not gang lil baby
So dat’s why I can’t hang lil baby, but you kno u drive me crazy
You jus my lovely lady

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im high asf off this cart
smokin on gas, dat fart
perfected my music, my art
bitch give me head like she smart
been da best since da start, she kno im da goat
she kno im da boss, cuz i act the part
and bitch give it up, take it off cuz she kno im a star
Yeah bitch kno im rockstar livin, drugs all in my system
That's jus part of da bussiness, yea touch me ian feelin
girl hurt me cuz ian feelin, please break me so i keep healin 
So i keep sealin, blame it all on you, cuz i hate wit dealin
Girl wit all these feelings, and im too geeked all the time
To settle wit my mind, to give u some more time
To give you all of mine, cuz i know u not really mine
Cuz i know its really him, cuz i know it ain't me
Cuz i know im never good enough, unless im not me
Like fuck Tyreek, like fuck Marvo, like fuck all of me
Why won't you give me love, is it because im not a King
Is it because im not a lord? Why must you always need more?

driv3 me krazy / MORE (p. 1kamui & hima)

where u wanna go? (sexy bae) ft. Deity the Why

Lyrics:
Cult killer cant get it fucking right
another bitch that, bitch that, left him in the night
your  a tweaker like bro i cant even lie
talk about yourself until you can not talk at all
(ahhh)
like cult killer what you on, drugs
and a lot of them not sober till im in her guts (edited)
and i swear like
brodie what did you eat for lunch
fuck a sandwich
bro i want to taste a cults blood

robbin' n bangin'

spiderr

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