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lazer dim 700 - my lil pow [slump audios exclusive]

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(lyrics)
pay me through the zelli
pull up
pull up to the telly yea
in my belly (yuh)
lean up in my belly yea
i’m with DB yea yea he gon go get rid of you
hit so critical
turn u into molecules
she so ridicule 
she trynna make up the rules (wtf)
i’m ahead of you
i’m way ahead of you
that b*tch ugly
she think she a baddie boo
u musty
i’m trynna get away from you 
go bust it
DB gon get rid of you
like mustard b*tch no one like you
b*tch i count up relish 
u want smoke let’s run it
i don’t like my spinach
started it so im gon finish
i’m in the coupe with a bad b*tch yuh 
3 for 3 like a hatrick yuh
you want smoke i’ll match it yuh
get you far away from here (get you far a way from here)
get me far away from you
i don’t like you.

i dont like you

MANIAC(PROD.VUDU)

City Girl Wildin (Strip It Down)

No Partys p.  awakeagain x prodttigo

Skip ahead idk why there’s a dumbass gap at the beginning 🤦🏻

Lyrics-

Opp in my reticle I feel incredible 
High as a bitch as I’m Smokin on medical 
I love this smith keep the blick onna pedestal 
Bullets gon eat thru that boy like ah edible 
You are not credible left em ah vegetable 
Wrote out a message in blood n it’s legible 
Double drum mag on the chop like a testicle 
Bitch bitch bitch bitch 
I cannot fuck with a snitch bitch 
Uppin this blick peep the wrist flick 
Pull up on him leave his wrists slit 
Misfit 
When I am dead they won’t miss shit 
That’s a new X thru the hit list 
My head is full of some sick shit

RETICLE(prod.kxyc){throwaway}

втюрилась (opium remix by darym)

Demon ft BAMPPROD

new year new money . enroute otw

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*LYRICS:

How I be like you
Aye, how I be like you
That's what they asking me
It's hard to answer you
Hate it to break it to you
Ma, I break the rules
I promise that I'd love to hang with you
But I got shit to do
I'm on the run
Gotta be a man, I hope you understand me
Can't be chasing hoes, in Japan chasing Yen
I hit that wall
Rather flex again 'fore I feel less again
Oh yeah, this rap shit bought my residence
So I can't stress again
And I'm like "please excuse my excellence"
Chill fit this shit Vetements
I send you that SMS
You pull up, bring extra friends
She text me like "SMH"
Hoe want me to send a Benz
These hoes get entitled when they know you richer than they mans
No it ain't no friends in this bitch dawg
Solo steppin' I know niggas hating on me, pissed off
Please don't group me with these lil niggas, keep ya list dawg
Took the rock from niggas
They ain't ballin', keep the bench warm
Bitch ion give no fucks
Bitch ion give no fucks
I bought new designer to wear the shit once
They offered 2 Milli' it wasn't enough
Six months I was in hideout
Tryna figure this shit out, it's bigger than us
Niggas speak like they know you
When they want they buzz, cool
It's so much I'd rather do
It's so much I'd rather do
You can keep me out yo loop
I count 'til my fingers blue
Big body Benz, not a coupe
These days I been moving different
Cause now I got shit to lose
Stopped pouring 4's in my soda
Still counting, my money longer
Not uzi, no Scott/Ramona
These bitches ain't gettin' no love
I hit ya bitch in the summer
You bitter 'bout it, bro move on
I spend my winters in Issey Miyake
Get fly to cool off

(Welcome to violet)

Yeat Grime type | CT2

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