ppushup prod 5k

on top

keep her

ear muffs cover my cold
And it’s Prada fur cuffing her toe
Ride around city with pole
Get the boy iced like 50 below 
Freaky hoe play with they nose (yuh)
Pretty boy swag ima Soulja 
We breaking in Amsterdam’s door 
Smoking on Keisha, smoking on Doja 
Swear London boy this rare (yuh)
In her pussy ima sheriff 
Double C clipping her hair
Marble wagyu it’s medium rare
I’m pulling cheese out the air 
Lil shawty geekin like fuck is your deal?
Juicy couture on her ass I’m making her gag n drool on my belt 

Maison margiela my tag, Vivienne bag, feeling myself 
Buckle me in, chasin a thrill
I’m bob the builder you facing a drill 
Clean up the aisle, mop out the spill
Twist out the pint and put it in soda 
Turn on my swag I feel like a Soulja 
Blitzing them down, hitstick my shoulder
Cut up the pound, feet on the ground, spread it around, just do what I told you 
Walking on water I’m fuckin jehova
Don’t believe hype, wait till they show you
Frozen my shoulder, fucking you over
Said I’m her type? Gave her pneumonia 
Red beam like Vader I’m swinging to kill
Tricking your mind, feel like I’m yoda

ear muffs cover my cold
And it’s Prada fur cuffing her toe
Ride around city with pole
Get the boy iced like 50 below 
Freaky hoe play with they nose (yuh)
Pretty boy swag ima Soulja 
We breaking in Amsterdam’s door 
Smoking on Keisha, smoking on Doja 
Swear London boy this rare (yuh)
In her pussy ima sheriff 
Double C clipping her hair
Marble wagyu it’s medium rare
I’m pulling cheese out the air 
Lil shawty geekin like fuck is your deal?
Juicy couture on her ass I’m making her gag n drool on my belt

amsterdams door (nyx akanti)

just my luck

@maxxant
i won't pop for less than 20 ball
been had a vision for this shit they tryna see it now
i thought that ho jus hit my line but it's an a&r
book me out til next week, tryna see my money tall
don't say a thing bout it
if you can't do it say nothing bout it
my brother told me they gon try what they see
post that video on instagram we flying in the v
you say i'm a bad influence guess that's fine then with me
told my lil brother to get a job up off them streets
i can't ever sell out i ain't showing no receipts
if i say something you do it, yea u do it to a T
i just hit up clova told her put some gold up in my teeth
so when i smile they really watch, it's fine with me
when i smile they really watch, it's fine with me
when i'm smiling they be watching and it's fine with me
i be doing things ik they'll never know
now we too deep up in this shit she think I'm ghosting
had to wait like 3 years to get a show
most of these rappers couldn't make it here they folding
never let your life be driven by emotions
like how you think i made it here i learned the motions
all them shots that we put up and now we scoring
look me up on fotmob check out my performance
i'm a 10/10
3 on me, i'll assist it to my friend
ever since a baby i been tryna be the man
queensbaby music bouta take us out the ends

smile prod nokija

vocals - ilovemyvices

beat - ravenslost

lyrics (intro) -
Raven , Raven
Umm.. i like u
1...2..yuh
(verse)
I don't know what's going on in here
I'm so fried I can't even come to tears (yah)
Eternal Purgatory (is) what I fear 
Fear
Told her to just k*ll me like a deer
Our history is on my mind I fear (fuh)
But I just wanna f*ck, just to be clear (buh buh)
I can't even act like I'm a victim
'Cause tbh I just do it to myself bruh
Do it-do it to myself bruh
Got this girl I talk to, she so bad and I want her
I-I can't even tell her 'cause I'm fucked up mentally
Imma still let her know that she pretty (huh)
Suddenly, in my dreams falling from afar
Then she said let me in, I wanna hold your heart
Apologies baby, I can not show you my scars
'Cause I'm scared of my scars
And everything in between
I been sippin' lean, promethazine
And I'm poppin' pills with it
Addy or the Ritalin
Percocet, I'm feelin' it
She want me to touch and feel on her
She want me to touch and feel on her







eternal purgatory prod ravenslost

(Prod.K9)

Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Jump into the mosh from the top ropes
Bitch I need my bread make it pronto 
Got the nine on me I ain't talking Rondo 
Diamonds dancing on my neck I'm getting bankroll
You can never get up with me cause I'm on the top floor 

They see that I got motion now they wanna get close
Getting racks my only motive I wanna whip rolls 
She see the stars on the roof, that's the lifestyle I choose 
Rockstar living in this bitch got coked lined on the table
Goth bitch in crib I treat this hoe just like a rental 
I don't rock no rollie on my wrist its presidential

(Verse 1)
Rocking this designer on my waist you know I got a lot more 
Bitch I always make the wave I'm the leader you follow 
In the party getting turnt you know I'm popping bottles 
Just got a brand new whip I push that bitch full throttle 

I'm a junkie and my bitch a model (6x)

(Verse 2)
We go get it on, bring her to the room
I don't see no problem your bitch on me I don't make the rules
I always step up in this bitch I swear its nothing new 
Leather jacket with the chrome on to match the black boots 
I would still be myself if I ever lost you
Just feels like yesterday when me and Sarr were doing shrooms 
Lemon juice got us fucked up we were on the moon 
Highest in the room, but I still be in the booth

JUNKIE

for you (brynn)

MOSHPIT!

[intro]
they talk, talk
they talk to much
im too gone n i dont give a fuck

[chorus]
she call ma phone like, “where u been at?”
i dont wanna text u, i dont wanna chit-chat
pop one, pop two, now it makin sense
lean got me floatin n makes me fuckin dead
she call ma phone like, “where u been at?”
i dont wanna text u, i dont wanna chit-chat
pop one, pop two, now it makin sense
lean got me floatin n makes me fuckin dead

[verse]
мне плевать на тупых шлюх
все пустые, как их звук
я молчу, но в голове шум, ненавижу их тупых лук
shes so fuckin hoe, i dont need no proof

była ze mną blisko, ale oddaliła się
nie wiem co mam zrobić? może poddać się?
nie zabiję się, bo ze mną TOB
walkin like a zombie, i feel like a geek

[bridge]
they talk, talk
they talk to much
im too gone n i dont give a fuck

[chorus]
she call ma phone like, “where u been at?”
i dont wanna text u, i dont wanna chit-chat
pop one, pop two, now it makin sense
lean got me floatin n makes me fuckin dead
she call ma phone like, “where u been at?”
i dont wanna text u, i dont wanna chit-chat
pop one, pop two, now it makin sense
lean got me floatin n makes me fuckin dead

[outro]
they talk, talk
they talk to much
im too gone n i dont give a fuck
im too gone n i dont give a fuck

for you (brynn)

artsoulja

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