Rly am tho, big bday on em 
Cover By: @zionxtc
Prod By: nvrmindd, jungeknecht, & februxry

Still a Jit

Told that bitch I need her back
Prod. sekirabeatz
https://www.instagram.com/sekirabeatz/

Pacct

Lullaby

okay let me write a lil diss
i keep stressing when talkin bout this
listen cz you niggas wanna be on dick
reality is you dont know shit
you just mad ya ego is hurt
you just mad but i could do worse
fragile masculinity got reimbursed
i woulda shut up until i reemerged
lil hoe, cant step on my turf
lil hoe, ill take ya to turks
on the floor, i dont even know
got black and white hoes like its oreos
dont know its the life that i chose
dont know i do what i suppose
my money keep talking to me
so much that i dont need friends
my money keep walking to me
so i dont even need no benz
i know he is not talkin to me
so we dont even need no end
these niggas keep stalkin on me
obvious these niggas like men
her eyes keep lockin on me
he followin the latest trends
god, god know i got good intentions
extensions and mac 11s send him to heaven
reverend i had a sentence facing 11
i just copped a 47, a 47
bloodshot eyes in my whip
frogeyes on my whip
uh huh go call me a pussy again while walking away cz you wont do shit
uh huh go talkin to all of ya friends bc i hurt ya feelings you bitch
uh huh you mad you lil ass kid, grow up before you talk shit
im not fighting these niggas im way too mature for that
im not giving handouts im not name dropping thats on slatt
man go shut ya ass up you in the notes you talking smack
you gon talk shit, then get mad when i say sum back? what?
okay let me write a lil diss
i keep stressing when talkin bout this
listen cz you niggas wanna be on dick
reality is you dont know shit
you just mad ya ego is hurt
you just mad but i could do worse
fragile masculinity got reimbursed
i woulda shut up until i reemerged
lil hoe, cant step on my turf
lil hoe, ill take ya to turks
on the floor, i dont even know
got black and white hoes like its oreos
dont know its the life that i chose
dont know i do what i suppose
my money keep talking to me
so much that i dont need friends
my money keep walking to me
so i dont even need no benz
i know he is not talkin to me
so we dont even need no end
these niggas keep stalkin on me
obvious these niggas like men
her eyes keep lockin on me
he followin the latest trends

I Could Do Worse prod. fuctjin

Party!

8.5 on my shoes but no way these niggas fit it
i was lifting money weights in kitchen howard beach its limitless fitness
once i broke away from the shackles it changed my life hated how im livin
had to work harder than you niggas to pass yall up, feelin like im krillin
i dont got time to just sit n chat, only open my mouth where the bitches at
all you niggas is immature as shit, im not wasting energy on this n that 
you keep talking like what is you getting at, you just mad that she hit on instagram
if you need her then come get ya bitches back, if you need her fuck wrong w yo simpin ass 
5'5 but i tote a semi, she want me calling her ma, you not remy
if you my bitch, then you not bitch, dont say you my bitch next to rihanna fenty
i just be rocking the prada balenci the gucci the louis the mufucking fendi
helmut lang just to show you niggas im hip, pull up and they seein bentley
i was anointed to this jointed at the brand so clearly i got time to play
I cheated one time but the bitch i fucked instead of main smell like fish filet
remember when they set me up on the play, remember when i made it out okay
writing raps for a different reason when its said and done niggas got nthn to say on gang
im just so sick of this pain
im just so sick of it 
im just so sick of this pain
when im on the court, i dont see too much time but shooting like im cameron payne
im just so sick of this pain
Pull up on yo block and we leaving a stain, all you pussy niggas be in vein
im just so sick of this pain
niggas gotta be kidding me, many niggas that try to get rid of me
im the god yes im the epitome, please hear my words, nigga literally
fuck amari they starting getting sick of me, i just flew in a bitch out in kissimmee
bunch of middleman didnt do diddily, as i eat ceviche out in italy

CPayne

What's The Reason

She only want me for the money
So why would I fiend over that?
In the truck and the color matte black
5% tint in the hawk, it's a track
Can't believe you would stab me in my back
Can't believe how these pockets got fat
Can't believe I was trippin' for stacks
Trippin' for cash, all I had to was rap

She wouldn't wanna fuck me for no reason
She just wanna fuck me in the demon
She just-She just wanna fuck
Fuck me in the telly and the scat then she leavin'
She just make it so easy for me
What the fuck-What the fuck a nigga supposed to be believin'
Oh, so now it's fuck me 'cause I'm chiefin'
Thank God for this life, thank Jesus
Like pussy nigga run up
All the thugs, middle finger when the sun up
Told that bitch you gon' have to shut the fuck up 
Walkin' 'round with my mufuckin' gun up
So I came with a scope and a beam
Thick bad bitch, she be totin' for me
Only wanna fuck, legs open for me
Fallin' in love but she chokin' the D

Now I'm in this situation, I'm in love but she acting crazy
In love with the streets but she in my sheets, tryna have a baby
Swear that these bitches be shady
She wanna fuck on my Mercedes
Groupie bitches tryna play me 
Stupid bitches, I'm a craving

She wouldn't wanna fuck me for no reason
She just wanna fuck me in the demon
She just-She just wanna fuck
Fuck me in the telly and the scat then she leavin'
She just make it so easy for me
What the fuck-What the fuck a nigga supposed to be believin'
Oh, so now it's fuck me 'cause I'm chiefin'
Thank God for this life, thank Jesus
Like pussy nigga run up
All the thugs, middle finger when the sun up
Told that bitch you gon' have to shut the fuck up 
Walkin' 'round with my mufuckin' gun up
So I came with a scope and a beam
Thick bad bitch, she be totin' for me
Only wanna fuck, legs open for me
Fallin' in love but she chokin' the D

#loveahoe

Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Don't pull on me, I walk around with hunnid' chops
Sippin' on codeine while you keep tryna' get a stop
Ion' take you seriously, I'm puttin' up that shot
Bussin' out the plays, he talking crazy, he get popped, on God
Ballin' just like Melo
Told that bitch to do 360, ass jiggle like Jell-O
Droppin' inside of that shit, I land at Misty Meadows
Don't play wit' me, don't take too long to take that pill and let go

Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin
Stop Dreamin

It's a sweet life like London Tipton
Why in that demon when you claim to be a Christian
Semi-auto just hit the lotto, I'm trippin
Keep on foolin' 'round, rounds turn ya' to statistics
It's always goin' in the net 'cause niggas know me
Shut the fuck up, you talkin' hot just from the nosebleeds
Muggsy Bogues, droppin' passes off in my stoley
Coulda' been number one but I chose to move slowly
I know Instagram trappers turn into some dope fiends
I know how it feel to be so sad, searchin' for dopamine
I know what it mean to try so hard and feel like Kobe
Chino Hills, put up 92, no need for OT

I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Don't pull on me, I walk around with hunnid' chops
Sippin' on codeine while you keep tryna' get a stop
Ion' take you seriously, I'm puttin' up that shot
Bussin' out the plays, he talking crazy, he get popped, on God
Ballin' just like Melo
Told that bitch to do 360, ass jiggle like Jell-O
Droppin' inside of that shit, I land at Misty Meadows
Don't play wit' me, don't take too long to take that pill and let go

I like my circle clean so take your shoes off at the mat
I kept it in the circle 10 for two 5mg flats
I ain't going for a while
Why they tryna hold me back
On these bitches I go phantom so you know I'm finna tax, yeah
My lil bro ball like Melo
Every shot we splash ho
And if we got a problem, I'ma slime through backdoor
Bitch don't make the spot hot or I'ma send you back home
You know I keep a roster I'ma run through backbones
I got that shit you wanted
Pockets don't give no fuck
Fuck if you need another shoulder I don't give 'em up
Kick me the rock ho, I'ma show 'em how it's done
Kick me the rock ho, balling like LaVar son

I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Yuh, I'm Lamelo Ball with that rock
Don't pull on me, I walk around with hunnid' chops
Sippin' on codeine while you keep tryna' get a stop
Ion' take you seriously, I'm puttin' up that shot
Bussin' out the plays, he talking crazy, he get popped, on God

MeloBall ft. Maxxant

Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin

Stars in the roof keep turnin' me off, this shit like a masquerade
All these hoes tryn' hit a nigga phone but a nigga never entertained
You passin' 'liminary rounds 'cause you is a bad bitch, shit, but the head ain't great
Crazy a nigga don't feel no pain
Crazy a nigga like Nino Paid
Crazy a nigga relapsing off them pills and take ten to the face
Crazy a nigga ask for that ball, even though nigga don't shoot that great
Soon enough one of my shots gon' fall, a nigga feel like Tracy McGrady

Pop out-pop out with stick, gun ya-gun ya
All of my niggas gon' grab that rock, sum' like Andre Drummond
That nigga worried bout bustin' a play, we bustin' a L like it's nothin
I just be-I just be riding 'round town in Mercedes 'cause rap made me somethin
Cause rap made me money
All I think-All I think about is commas
All I think-All I think about is hunnids
All I think-All I think about is Prada
Or"Why my neck came flooded?"
Why would I hit that bitch for sex? If she want dick she comin
Why would I-Why would I ask that hoe for neck if I just pull up Cullin'

Made Me Somethin

Yuh, Run 'Em Ov-
Yuh, Run 'Em Ov-
Yuh, Run 'Em Over
I'm inside that Benz fried as fuck, I caneen' hold ya'
If she wanna fuck, I told her "No, I doneen' know ya'"
Bitch, I serve justice to these niggas, Jayoma
Yuh, smokin' gas ya' smell the odor
Me and Bry gon' pop out with that Nine just like some soldiers
Muddaskunt, I'm smoking fuckin' runts, I'm getting bolder
'Vested time into that lil' shyt, it's cold shoulder
Guard up can't put my- Guard up can't put my guard down
All these hoes juh' want the blues just like some bloodhounds
What the fuck, I keep it tuck, a hunnid' gun rounds
Yea my wrist get cutted up, jus can we fuck now (fuck now)

When you walk in, a nigga smell you
I'm infatuated but I don't know how to tell you
It's not reciprocated, wonderin' jus' what you felt too
I fell too deep into your words, it's "farewell, boo"
A nigga like Amarijit jus' tryna stand on business
Fine as fuck, you stuck inside my head, caneen' forget this
I'm inside of school and I caneen' fuckin' listen
99 average on my cards, who am I kiddin'? I shitted

Yuh, Run 'Em Over
I'm inside that Benz fried as fuck, I caneen' hold ya'
If she wanna fuck, I told her "No, I doneen' know ya'"
Bitch, I serve justice to these niggas, Jayoma
Yuh, smokin' gas ya' smell the odor
Me and Bry gon' pop out with that Nine just like some soldiers
Muddaskunt, I'm smoking fuckin' runts, I'm getting bolder
'Vested time into that lil' shyt, it's cold shoulder
Guard up can't put my- Guard up can't put my guard down
All these hoes juh' want the blues just like some bloodhounds
What the fuck, I keep it tuck, a hunnid' gun rounds
Yea my wrist get cutted up, jus can we fuck now (fuck now)

Run Em Over (tenshi x quanteen301)

Trendin Topic

Trendin Topic (ripferraz)

dat my bread n butter
another SC drop for ya
love uuu <33 

Featuring @jfantxx
Produced by Lvcien

Bread&Butter ft. JF ANT (lvcien)

hope yall can relate <3
Produced by: @5kjordn1
Cover by: T1Trick

Lyrics:
Everywhere I go bitches throwin' that ass
I was try-I was tryna get bags but the hoes kept holdin' me back
If you woulda just told me the truth then I would've never had to fuckin' ask
if you woulda just kept it a stack then I wouldn't be so god damn mad
if I
If I never fucked with that girl at first
Bitch talmat a baby first
Wish me well but you made me worse
You could fuck that hoe, that's how I feel
New patek, it's a stainless steel
bew baggage but my butler will
Shoot the ball like Jimmy Butler will
Fuck her good, nigga, fuck dat pill
Cocaina on the fuckin' shelf
Bad latina but she need some help
Huh, huh
Tell me what you want from me baby
Tell me what you want from me baby
Tell me what you want from me baby
I was tryn' kick it with the bro, nigga, fuck these hoes 'cause they act crazy
One day sayin' that I'm yo' whole nigga but fucked a nigga 'cause you shady
Ion
Got two points, it's a touchback 
Act tough, yeen get ya' gun back 
See cops, runnin' like a run back
Nowadays tryna' smoke on opp pack
On block, I'm a trendin' topic
How you switched up? It's ironic
Fucked up, pack of the chronic
Can't live up to expectations?
Keep rushing than you gon' lose 'cause my niggas just been patient
A nigga gon reach greatness
Gang, gang
Everywhere I go bitches throwin' that ass
I was try-I was tryna get bags but the hoes kept holdin' me back
If you woulda just told me the truth then I would've never had to fuckin' ask
if you woulda just kept it a stack then I wouldn't be so god damn mad
if I
If I never fucked with that girl at first
Bitch talmat a baby first
Wish me well but you made me worse
You could fuck that hoe, that's how I feel
New patek, it's a stainless steel
bew baggage but my butler will
Shoot the ball like Jimmy Butler will
Fuck her good, nigga, fuck dat pill
Cocaina on the fuckin' shelf
Bad latina but she need some help
Huh, huh

The hoes keep holdin' me back
Hoes keep holdin' me back, God
You should come back to me
Won't ya come back to me 
Hoes keep holdin' me, bae
Hoes keep holdin' me, bae

Holdin Me Back (5kjordn1)

u in nyc? i drop a 50ball 
Prod. longboystyle 
Cover: @zionxtc

Lyrics:
Bottega Veneta
Boots on, I smoke pressure
I'm like Walker Kessler
I fucked her for the better
All you niggas worried about that hoe
Shit, I'm worried about that hoe
Like "What you heard about that hoe?"
I go crazy for that hoe
In Mercedes with that hoe and she wanna fuck on me
Shit, I'm in that GLE, she wan' fuck gang, she wan' fuck me
We gon' make that DVD, I pass the ball like CP3
Beat the odds, shoot from the key, you gon' see me on TV, B
Evolvin' shit like Eevee Pokémon, she want my PokéBalls 
Beat the pussy up like Holyfield, the only time she call
Bitch, I feel like 'Vander Holyfield, I beat her out her drawls
Okay, shawty, you in NYC, I drop a 50 ball

I spent money on some clothes
I spent money on some clothes
Bitch, do you like all my clothes?
Do you like my personality, I'm clinging to yo' soul?
I still keep my ex around, a memory of what I broke
Value my happiness then realistically I'm broke
I'm clinging to yo' soul
I'm clinging to yo' soul
I'm clinging to yo' soul
I'm clinging to yo' soul

Bottega Veneta
Boots on, I smoke pressure
I'm like Walker Kessler
I fucked her for the better
All you niggas worried about that hoe
Shit, I'm worried about that hoe
Like "What you heard about that hoe?"
I go crazy for that hoe
In Mercedes with that hoe and she wanna fuck on me
Shit, I'm in that GLE, she wan' fuck gang, she wan' fuck me
We gon' make that DVD, I pass the ball like CP3
Beat the odds, shoot from the key, you gon' see me on TV, B
Evolvin' shit like Eevee Pokémon, she want my PokéBalls 
Beat the pussy up like Holyfield, the only time she call
Bitch, I feel like 'Vander Holyfield, I beat her out her drawls
Okay, shawty, you in NYC, I drop a 50 ball

50Ball

50Ball (MV ON YT)

oowweee fuck me im famous 
prod. 1konce_
cover: @zionxtc x jaysonlowefilm
2025

Lyrics:
Yuh, why-Yuh, why they sayin' I ain't go crazy
Why she think im in love with the game? 
Yeah, I lie to that girl. don't troll my lady
I got reasons to cop a Mercedes
Got reasons to change my cadence 
New crib-New crib, New bitch, too spacious
New life-New life I live, I'm vacant 
On top-On top, On top, I made it 
Don't talmat shit, Yall lazy
Yuh, girl of my dreams in the frontseat, don't mean nun' without my baby
Suckin' it-Suckin' it, she wanna fuck again, I get to crumbling something I'm saving
Straight dirtball nigga, fuck pavement
Ooooweeeee, Fuck me, I'm famous yuh 
She told me that she got a boyfriend and she fuck wit' my page on the low
He told me that he love my new song, straight hurtin' for my nigga yo
Open up, kickin' down the door
Open up, they all frownin' when you hit the floor
I'm tryn' make a couple thousand at the show
I'm tryn' throw a couple thousand at yo' hoe

I made-I made money tryn' tell 'em the truth
I made more when I made up a lie
Knock out the park sum like Babe Ruth
Ian' know how to swing but I used my eyes
Not tryn' tell you how to act
Just do what you do 'cause the real gon' rise
I done put all the stars in the roof
I remember when I used to reach for the skies
I remember you told me "they fake and they try to hide demons within the disguise"
And you done told me to "watch for the snakes"
Nowadays don't associate wit' all 'em guys
Put you in a-Put you in a headlock
I gotta get to the bedrock before I try
Swear to god they tellin' you fibs
You still gon' fall 'cause you not fly 
Unexpected, put Amiri jeans on, shit flexin'
Sike, take Amiri jeans off, shit nasty
Ed Hardy on but you can't look past me
I was worried bout the money comin' in
Lamborghini Urus plus a Cullinan
I was 'innat mode tryn' fuck again
They said that I'm chosen to run again
I get the bag now, Ian' fumblin 

Yuh, why-Yuh, why they sayin' I ain't go crazy
Why she think im in love with the game? 
Yeah, I lie to that girl. don't troll my lady
I got reasons to cop a Mercedes
Got reasons to change my cadence 
New crib-New crib, New bitch, too spacious
New life-New life I live, I'm vacant 
On top-On top, On top, I made it 
Don't talmat shit, Yall lazy
Yuh, girl of my dreams in the frontseat, don't mean nun' without my baby
Suckin' it-Suckin' it, she wanna fuck again, I get to crumbling something I'm saving
Straight dirtball nigga, fuck pavement
Ooooweeeee, Fuck me, I'm famous yuh 
She told me that she got a boyfriend and she fuck wit' my page on the low
He told me that he love my new song, straight hurtin' for my nigga yo
Open up, kickin' down the door
Open up, they all frownin' when you hit the floor
I'm tryn' make a couple thousand at the show
I'm tryn' throw a couple thousand at yo' hoe

Famous (1konce_)

swerve out da trawkhawk ye
Cover by: @zionxtc
Produced by: @nvrmindd 

Lyrics: 
Swerve out da Trackhawk ye
Swerve out da Trackhawk Jeep 
I got da cool Corvette
I got da SRT
I got da girls on deck
They all tryn' sex on me
Alla da pointers on ten
My diamonds tryn' flex on me 
I know all they wanna fuck
And my bitch got a big ass butt
Walk around with a big ass gun
And shootin' his bitch ass if he up to sum'
It's exotic, I'm smoking on kush 
It's America, I'm in her bush
I was offa the ledge with a push 
The car push to start and da button is pushed
I swear to god, god got an answer
Queensbaby, I'm wavin' da banner
Fuck, I want the girl from Atlanta
I just be stuck up on hoes like Santa
I was just pourin' the deuce in the Fanta 
If she got septum then she gettin' hit 
Burberry coat coordinate with the fit
Cranberry whip but canary on piss 
Tryn' keep it cordial, don't know how it get 
Run outta thick girls? Hit up my moots 
In love wit' a mean girl, what do I do?
I know it linger right after you choose
And I know she want me to heal what he bruised 
I know she want me to heal all her wounds
After me, you never wanna fuck wit' dudes
I took a L, turned to W
You bitches be hell, Ion' fuck witchu 
I live my whole life for it
I got a chance, won't blow it 
I got feelings, don't show it
Babygirl from the VA
Do you wanna fuck on a weekday? 
Do you wanna fuck on a Vday?
Do you wann fuck on yo' Bday?
Swerve out da Trackhawk ye
Swerve out da Trackhawk Jeep 
I got da cool Corvette
I got da SRT
I got da girls on deck
They all tryn' sex on me
Alla da pointers on ten
My diamonds tryn' flex on me 
I know all they wanna fuck
And my bitch got a big ass butt
Walk around with a big ass gun
And shootin' his bitch ass if he up to sum'
It's exotic, I'm smoking on kush 
It's America, I'm in her bush
I was offa the ledge with a push 
The car push to start and da button is pushed
I swear to god, god got an answer
Queensbaby
Fuck the bitch like "Su casa mi casa"
I was tryn make the bitch give me mata 
I just love it when she call me papa
I just mix up the weed with the grabba
I got hoes galore ya
Ia' rock yo show for sure ya
It's Amarijit all onnat' court ya
Ian' fuckin' wit' her i abort

Trackhawk Jeep (nvrmindd)

rly here but still got sm more I'm tryn do. love yall #morelife 
prod. nvrmindd 

Lyrics:
I know she said she wan' fuck birthday but you had me this worse way
I got a Cullinan truck for the women that's loyal to me
I hope you ain' hurtin
Every time I pop out at the mall shit I want it all I'm thinkin' bout slurgin
I got a vision I gotta create she got pretty face but baby ain' worth it
Bitch you ain' deservin' I'm seventeen goin' up on purpose
I envisioned this life I know they hate that I'm leavin' but if I ain' leave would you have a reason to fight
My grandma left shit hurt my chest whenever I see her I cry
I'm fightin' demons with tears in my eyes

Would I have thought of you differently baby if I wasn't up on the drugs all time?
Why would I make her the co-op player when I know that bitch just be fuckin' at night?
They take a photo I like it
I'm still a youngin' on mufuckin' timin
I know I- I know I do it they likin
I know they like when I post my diamonds
I know the haters on curb they bitin
You say you the shit no really
I am the shit I put that on the city
If she in New York you should come get with me
You got two tits you could pop one titty
Balmain jeans shit cost eight fifty
Lil ass jit misfit with Ricky
I wandered off when it all got sticky
She was on rocks tryin' calm my stiffy

I know she said she wan' fuck birthday but you had me this worse way
I got a Cullinan truck for the women that's loyal to me
I hope you ain' hurtin
Every time I pop out at the mall shit I want it all I'm thinkin' bout slurgin
I got a vision I gotta create she got pretty face but baby ain' worth it
Bitch you ain' deservin' I'm seventeen goin' up on purpose
I envisioned this life I know they hate that I'm leavin' but if I ain' leave would you have a reason to fight
My grandma left shit hurt my chest whenever I see her I cry
I'm fightin' demons with tears in my eyes

17 (nvrmindd)

issa QueensBaby tape 
prod: jungeknecht

Lyrics:
Queensbaby Music
She a bad bitch, she fuckin' up my head
I shoulda never listened to what shawty said
I shoulda known when she told me about her past
Babygirl you crazy but you still a hoe in fact
50 thousands on my fuckin' body that shit wack
I need 100k inside my fuckin' bank before I'm back
How the fuck I claim you as mans but you a cap?
How these hoes switch up so fast? Like fuck that
Yes, you did me bad but I can't get my love back
Ion' really wanna girlfriend, nah, can't trust that
Cause that shit hit that fan and I just hope that this shit ended
I used to be yo mans but now you do not got my reverence
Why you had to be like that? But, honestly, I'm fucking glad
I wrote Famous bout these dumb hoes to keep my heart in tact
Push to the side, 'cause Ion' want that girl if she a nat
I'm fuckin' fried, I'm copin' with the weed like fuck the gas
Fuck that bitch, yuh 

E-E-Evangelion, pass her Evangelion
All my diamonds Elliate, why you ain' on my telly yet?
Linked her one time, "can I bust on yo' fuckin' belly yet?"
I'm inside that cool corvette, driftin' heavenly
E-E-Evangelion, yuh, Evangelion
I'ma spread the word, sum like Evangelion
I got Japanese isolated denim, man
I got bitches tryna fuck but she ain' tell her mans

Please don’t tell nobody nothing
All these cameras on me cuz my neck be bussin
Yea they try knock me off the real know I ain’t budging
Got me feeling unc the way im teaching all these youngins
Queensbaby yea I done it
Ain’t no qb then you know it ain’t no function
I’m In the stu all day n night she think i’m buggin
You should see the shit im doing you’ll see I ain’t done yet
I'm goin 50s w my twin
I told amari plant them seeds n we gon win
Watch how they movin in that grass they snake they kin and I told Nano when we doin it we goin up w him

E-E-Evangelion, pass her Evangelion
All my diamonds Elliate, why you ain' on my telly yet?
Linked her one time, "can I bust on yo' fuckin' belly yet?"
I'm inside that cool corvette, driftin' heavenly
E-E-Evangelion, yuh, Evangelion
I'ma spread the word, sum like Evangelion
I got Japanese isolated denim, man
I got bitches tryna fuck but she ain' tell her mans

Evangelion ft. maxxant (jungeknecht)

forever999volt
Prod: Nvrmindd + Jungeknecht

Lyrics:
Yea, I'm tryn' fuck on yo' mufuckin' mommy, tryn' eat her salami and shit
Yea, I'm so horny these mufuckin' days, I might fuck on a bald-headed bitch
If it was you and me against the world, then you would gave it up for some dick
If it was me and you against the world, then you would switched it up for a gift
Yea, my life is a gift and I admit life is a bitch
But I put my time into this, and I gotta grind, I'm tryn' get rich
I was in spite the assist, they fell from grace, it is what it is
I gotta win that race, get out my face, I did what I did
Yuh, Saks Fifth, nigga, oh yuh
I got her back bent all onnat floor
I'm like the blacksmith, nigga, oh yuh
She was tryn' tell me I'm not reaching goals
Purposefully they was steppin' totes
Straight rap nowadays, they in love with my flow
Fuckin' this bitch and she 40 years old
I'm fuckin' that hoe 'cause the bitch jus bold

Yah, yah, nigga I did what I did
Yah, you could talk about it, lil nigga, but you did not live what I live, yah
Nigga said he got a problem wit' me, boy, let me know what problem that is
No, you don't come from my kin, pop the xan, and forgot, and we did it again
She told me she Polynesian, she way too conceited, I think that I need it, yah
Tryna smoke a 3.5 onna weekend, let me know if you cold 'cause the seats came heated
Goin' up way too fast, swervin' past so many niggas, they think that I cheated
I'm way too undefeated, yeen talkin' no cash, tell a fuck nigga"beat it" yah, yah

Yea, I'm tryn' fuck on yo' mufuckin' mommy, tryn' eat her salami and shit
Yea, I'm so horny these mufuckin' days, I might fuck on a bald-headed bitch
If it was you and me against the world, then you would gave it up for some dick
If it was me and you against the world, then you would switched it up for a gift
Yea, my life is a gift and I admit life is a bitch
But I put my time into this, and I gotta grind, I'm tryn' get rich
I was in spite the assist, they fell from grace, it is what it is
I gotta win that race, get out my face, I did what I did

Oh yuh

Did What I Did ft. bryfrr (nvrmindd + jungeknecht)

dnt let em deter focus
prod. februxry

Lyrics:
My bad she hate when I'm late
New jag the house got a gate
Keep on trippin' bout girls out of state
Got too much bread to trip 'bout what I make
Niggas got old bread new dough I take
I be watchin' you niggas 'cause niggas be fake
Buddy a bitch nah I don't even play
Eva jus' been a whore Ian' playin' that game
Watch out-Watch out 'cause the bitch not safe
If I get on the beat everybody gon' pay
You jus' down-You jus' down bad 'bout a bitch in the way
Bad bitch give throat tryna close that case
Ion' got time to be playin' yo games lil baby
She from the 80s straight crack cocaine
I put up dough and the case came wit' it
Raised all the money they all got saved
Nine to Five-Nine to Five be like the new slaves livin'
In CTEA 'cause I make money with trades
I wasn't ready to take off yet
Addicted to constantly getting the pape'

It's a new high stake
Put a bitch in a figure of 4
My bank account a figure of 8
Flew out the-Flew out the space
And I saw that there's no sky limit
So why do I limit rates?
You not changed if you slow down the dicks that you sucked and picked up the dicks that you take
Escargo new car got paid got new lil' car Ia' peel off the paint
Shut the fu-Shut the fuck up I'm back in this bitch
I beat the hoe I'm attackin' this bitch
I buy my own damn weed 'cause ioneen like when these niggas be passin' my shit
I feel like Kah new Margiela fit
Ian hittin' her raw she could suck my dick
I'm praying to god 'cause I'm paid and rich
Issa Queensbaby tape get Queensbaby lit
You so heavenly baby
Shoutout-Shoutout Heavenly Baby
I know you fuck with the melody crazy
On FaceTime and she tryna amaze me
You so damn fine
You a ten out of ten you a dime yuh

My bad she hate when I'm late
New jag the house got a gate
Keep on trippin' bout girls out of state
Got too much bread to trip 'bout what I make
Niggas got old bread new dough I take
I be watchin' you niggas 'cause niggas be fake
Buddy a bitch nah I don't even play
Eva jus' been a whore Ian' playin' that game
Watch out-Watch out 'cause the bitch not safe
If I get on the beat everybody gon' pay
You jus' down-You jus' down bad 'bout a bitch in the way
Bad bitch give throat tryna close that case
Ion' got time to be playin' yo games lil baby
She from the 80s straight crack cocaine
I put up dough and the case came wit' it
Raised all the money they all got saved
Nine to Five-Nine to Five be like the new slaves livin'
In CTEA 'cause I make money with trades
I wasn't ready to take off yet
Addicted to constantly getting the pape'

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