i told you i ain’t easy i ain’t going

stuck prod danikiyoko bbysizzun

i need that prod 1tttruman 406ahmad

Produced by Mahxltxl
Lyrics & Vocals by Reign
Mixed & Mastered by Reign

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Lyrics :

make him fly like a jet
take a trip to the x
take a trip to the x
fuck that bitch one time want the sex
SRT we swervin in the best
DJ Khaled, nigga we the best
in the back smokin on that pack
when you slide, draw on heavy vest
nigga run down, get him pressed
he get raised, just like the sunshine
we in the game, nigga its crunch time
I make it rain, just for the one time
I just want brain, tell the hoe come slide
I celebrate, nigga just crushin time
these niggas sweet, just like a clementine
feds on my back?, I see nun 
my trap too long, sumn look like lunch line
I wanna fuck that bitch, why im on time
got clips on clips like a montage
and I slide in this bitch yea im on timin
millionaire, yea just like a multi
and this bitch wanna fuck, yea im outside
one to the head, nigga im on target
gas stink, just like it just farted
too much whips in this bitch yea I cant park it
and im-
and im in this bitch
gang gon flip that whip
nigga gon flip that brick
broke niggas aint flippin on shit
nigga DR, they on dick
SRT in the back, get whip (woah)
everybody hate on me like im chris
everybody ball just like the knicks

make him fly like a jet
take a trip to the x
take a trip to the x
fuck that bitch one time want the sex
SRT we swervin in the best
DJ Khaled, nigga we the best
in the back smokin on that pack
when you slide, draw on heavy vest
nigga run down, get him pressed
he get raised, just like the sunshine
we in the game, nigga its crunch time
I make it rain, just for the one time
I just want brain, tell the hoe come slide
I celebrate, nigga just crushin time
these niggas sweet, just like a clementine
feds on my back?, I see nun 
my trap too long, sumn look like lunch line
I wanna fuck that bitch, why im on time
got clips on clips like a montage
and I slide in this bitch yea im on timin
millionaire, yea just like a multi
and this bitch wanna fuck, yea im outside
one to the head, nigga im on target
gas stink, just like it just farted
too much whips in this bitch yea I cant park it
(and im in this bitch)

we the best

vivvienne facaudes

lyrics
I said fuck deez hoes i dont need more
Fuck deez hoes i dont need more
All by myself
I put my soul up on tor
And we paint shi red
Paint shi red jus like some gore
I know what its like to hate yo life and not want more
I-i know you want me bitch
But i Gotta close my doors
I dont want dis-
I dont want dis luh hoe anymore
Tend dat bag i wont be bored
All my heart its feeling sore

I told u i aint easy i aint going
U got yo shit up for display like u a fucking store
I aint come to play roun with yall fucking whores
Ya, slit my wrist then bleed out on the fucking floor

Ya!
Loving you to the top to the floor
Loving you if im broke and i'm poor
I'm loving you more than ever

Loving you more than ever
Margiela on my sweater
Bitch im getting better
I know i get you wetter
Ya- damn im fed up
Yeah i know ya fed up
Yeah i know i lead up
Things we cant get ou-out

I said fuck deez hoes i dont need more
Fuck deez hoes i dont need more
All by myself
I put my soul up on tor
And we paint shi red
Paint shi red jus like some gore
I know what its like to hate yo life and not want more
I-i know you want me bitch
But i Gotta close my doors
I dont want dis-
I dont want dis luh hoe anymore
Tend dat bag i wont be bored
All my heart its feeling sore

ty

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poser niggas

prod yassou

hey (hello)
so what? i got bad vision
i ain’t blink since i seen
blue strips, call it chicken
blue & pink diamonds (diamonds)
i ain’t hear what you say lil simon
im ready to blow like hawaiian
dropping hot shit onnem like cayenne 
i been feelin
kanye, crazy 
lately
if it ain’t about that monyen 
idk what you saying
let me get that off you
idk why the hell you think i’m playing
look at what i taught you
don’t trip everything gon fall through
just pick up that phone when i call y-
(please don’t)
don’t get ahead of yo self
nigga i showed you how to ball (i did)
i ain’t have no cushion when i fall (win)
win or lose i can’t go for no draw
nigga i know damn well i’m better than y’all 
we ain’t tryna fight bullets connect to jaw
huh, asking me questions and shit like emwell
i had to cut off that bitch
she stinky
think i had smelled a lil fish
dingy
we ain’t have no pot to piss
nigga 
you the type’ run on the gang
i wouldn’t take that risk (yea)
huh big body truck, big  
rollin’ exotic ain’t smoking no cig
nigga 
like why is yo’ eighth 40 dollars?
you smoking on shit

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