freak hoe on go she need kneepads 😭🔊

HiLLS n ARGENTiNA

i want she want p. chase noahoo.wav

how far is u baby?
how far is u baby?

wya yeah it feels way 2 long
im inna room and im rollin thumb after thumb
I’m getting high again yeah so ion feel alone
Need you 2 hurry bby

I think I’d die abt her
I’m pouring lean by the eights 
I think I’d die bout it 
Me & @rituvl kountin up this cake don’t fw nobody
We n lamb trucks yea wide bodys
Gotta keep the blam tuck

Im in new locations
My baby got that cake I get that blunt & face it 
Hoppin out that mf car that 3301 spray it
High asf I’m on a spaceship 
Roll up dope don’t know how I got here
Way 2 high don’t know how I got here
I’m pouring up drank yea yea ima mess ya
gotta keep goin im right there I can’t mess up
2025 goin up had to flex up 
If I turn 8 upside down , ima “bad guy”
try to tell her srry she ain’t listen “said it last time”
different color pills goin crazy live the fast life
Gotta keep the blicky & the steel dis my last life.

wya yeah it feels way 2 long
im inna room and im rollin thumb after thumb
I’m getting high again yeah so ion feel alone
Need you 2 hurry bby x2 

2|14 :))

hurryup plss (gateway chase dreamz)

wealth

See No Evil?

First Class Seat (Prod. PlanetJayR & prod. Axellino)

ig @alex.swish
ig @highoffblatt
prod.geogotbands

POP IT

Lyrics- 

I want it I cop that 
Call up a store ima shop at 
You want some money I got that 
Talm’ bout a bag I drop that 
Talm’ bout that shit Im pop that 
I want a bitch I ain’t got yet 
In a Vette and Im dropping the top back 
Im a boss finna buy me a top hat 
Yeah baby know Im hot wasabi 
Gotta keep that Glock beside me
Gotta keep that chop beside me 
I send a fuck boy back to the lobby
I know that she wanna party 
I call her santan off of the molly
Im countin’ bands be glitchin’ the lottery 
Throw up my hands ain’t nobody stopping me 

They said I never could do it I done it
Call me the juice man how i be stunting 
She want the gram told her ion run it 
I stay in her head sum like bonnet 
Baby you know Im fly like a comet 
Zanny boy Zanny boy on the summit 
I got a pair of shoes they from Paris 
Even though I ain’t never been to London 
Yea who run it Zanny boy run it
You know how Im  bumming turn nun’ to something
Kicking shit you know I really be punting 
Really rich f’ing them rolls in the sun 
Silly wrist diamonds on me one of one 
Im limping and shit my pockets weight a ton 
Lately and shit been going on a run 
Im craving this shit been really on a hunt
They be like Zanny boy you M.I.A the bitches wonder where you be at yeah
Hold up, my diamonds wet I told em’ I be where the sea at 
Okay yea you know Im fly as fuck it ain’t hard to see that 
Yeah Im in the Chi-Town cooling go to Miami and get me a heat check yeah 
Im top dollar I stand on that 
In the field with my cleats I step on necks 
Im getting bored finna fuck my ex
Im lying nigga fuck my ex
Cash Cluck I get real deal checks 
Im the king of the jungle beating on my chest 
Yea Im blessed Im blessed could never be less

I want it I cop that 
Call up a store ima shop at 
You want some money I got that 
Talm’ bout a bag I drop that 
Talm’ bout that shit Im pop that 
I want a bitch I ain’t got yet 
In a Vette and Im dropping the top back 
Im a boss finna buy me a top hat 
Yeah baby know Im hot wasabi 
Gotta keep that Glock beside me
Gotta keep that chop beside me 
I send a fuck boy back to the lobby
I know that she wanna party 
I call her santan off of the molly
Im countin’ bands be glitchin’ the lottery 
Throw up my hands ain’t nobody stopping me

POP IT

AlexSwish

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