Made It

Yeah when I hop out the back , that lil hoe she cheesing 
Fresh to death, yeah this plain Jane season 
Posted with the gang yeah, niggas we eating
Bitches be thots, them lil hoes be cheating
He was talking that shit, I put his ass on the beacon 
Party hoe only party on the weekends 
That nigga he drowned like he was on the deep end 
The fuck is you talking, these niggas be tweaking 
He got hit from the top yeah, nigga we even 
Liking my plays how I come every season
I’m the type of nigga hit a nigga for no reason 
Lay that boy down, leave a nigga in the cement 
He crying for help yeah, that pussy boy bleeding 
I’m in the church, like nigga I’m the deacon 
They call me a vet, I had twenty one season 
Don’t call my phone lil bitch, I am leaving 
That nigga a loser, yeah he taking a L
Long ass ears yeah, I call her a elf 
She wanna fuck with me, nigga cuz I got the wealth 
They ain’t giving out love, they just giving out lessons 
They don’t care about you, they use your love like a weapon 
Get to the money yeah, they watch how I’m stepping 
Yeah I’m not the nigga that you want to be testing 
Step in the light yeah, they call me a reverend 
Yeah I stay on my bullshit, since I was eleven 
Nigga think he good, nigga call that boy Devin 
Yeah Shout out my uncle yeah, shout out to Kevin 
Yeah I need me a drink, yeah I need me a beverage 
She got dirt on my hand, now bitch she got leverage
He is a snitch bitch, that nigga stay telling 
When I say push the trigger, what the fuck is you gon do 
Nigga a old bitch, that nigga 32 
Nigga fuck out my section, we ain’t fucking with you 
That bitch she choosy, all she do is choose 
Go ahead nigga, I already know the move 
She know what she doing, yeah she know how to move 
Up against me bitch,  you gonna lose
Hungry as fuck, yeah I order some food 
Fuck out my face bitch, I’m not in that mood 
That bitch she a thot, yeah she got another dude 
I ain’t watching that shit , nigga I ain’t watching dune 
That shit was trash just like faygo derune
That nigga on bullshit, we wipe em like a broom 
That nigga dumbass, that nigga a fool
The fuck is you talking, bitch we not the same 
Call me a hitman yeah, I stay with the aim

PLAINE JANE (prod. hoodrxch)

[Verse 1]

Huh huh
Bitch get on the ground
They gon spray at the town
Bitch you know I get around (yea) imma spray hunnid rounds
Why y’all niggas playing wit me (yea)
I got the keys to the street (yea)
I had to slap that boy clean (yea)
Nigga was talking that shit (yea)
I had to snatch off her wig (yea)
Yea I know they ain’t twins (nah)
Yea bitch smokin big pots
Rose & Gold like I’m Rick Ross
If she ain’t got no goals she gotta get lost
You was talking that shit, nigga got mossed
Nigga got mossed for a quick toss

[Verse 2]

I had to relocate (yea)
I had to relocate (yea)
Nigga got smoked in his mothafuckin face
When they see me in person, they ain’t got nothing to say
Drinking her own medicine, uhh how it taste
I’m at the top nigga, I’m getting paid
I’m a thot slayer yo bitch can get slayed
Nigga a simp he stay getting played
Feel like Amicia Derune, I ain’t got shit to prove
You need to move
Nah nigga we ain’t cool
Fuck nigga whatcu mean
You don’t know me
You was never locked in wit me
Nigga taking my shit (yea)
Nigga taking my style (yea)
It’s gon take about a while (yea)

DIVINE

[Chorus]

I’m like move bitch, why you up in everybody way
Like move bitch, why you up in everybody face (goddam like move bitch)
Move bitch why you up in everybody way (back the fuck up)
Move bitch why you up in everybody way
Move bitch, don’t you know I like my personal space
Like nigga don’t play with me yea , I keep a k with me
I keep that spray on me (I keep that spray)
So nigga don’t play wit me (nigga don’t play)
The tape coming soon, I be up til noon
Don’t live with no rules
( live with no rules nigga)

[Verse 1 : squeaky galactic )

Yea I came from the struggle where I had to hustle
Survival of the fittest like I flexed a muscle
Streets to the hills but I never settle
Fuck that shit we ain’t fuckin with the devil
Stack it up , yea I do it every week
Turnin five savage I do it with ease
Nobody stopping me I’m running the streets
Loser king, I’m running the game
No explanation yea it’s all in my name
How I make money because I do it everyday
I can’t tell you nigga, it ain’t a specific way
I done been through the struggle, yes I”ll never paid
Squeaky Galactic, yea they calling my name
I got a wax pen who dying today

[Verse 2: bartbourne]

Whip it like it’s nothing nothing
I came up from nothing nothing
Bitch I’m surely dumpin dumpin
We gon keep it thumpin thumpin
Shotgun bitch I’m poppin poppin
They ain’t yo homies they stab you in your back
Ain’t fuckin wit molly cuz she off the crack
I stay wit a tec, cuz I never lack
You was talking that shit boy, so he got smacked
Flex on these niggas, yea I get these niggas mad
I’m here for the better now everybody glad
Everything I do , I do it to the max
Staring at that girl , cuz her shit really fat
Talking about her forehead , can’t fuck wit more meds
Back for them more dreads
Stand up comedy I’m talking George Lopez
Finna slide on javi, I put em on more meds
This Glock lil nigga, it make your hoe dance
Thot lil bitch , I can get in your hoe pants
Why the fuck you tryna wife her
Tryna some shit nigga I got the snipers
I’m on this bitch like a motherfuckin spider
Truth teller nigga I ain’t fucking with liars
Charging this bitch, I’m going off the wire
Need me that water, I got crystal geyser

(Homicide, homicide , And one)

[ Bridge verse: squeaky galactic]

Back up right off me , Back up right off me
Back up right off me , Back up right off me
Back up right off me , Back up right off me
Back up right off me , Back up right off me
Back up right off me
Yea, woah
Back up right off me , Back up right off me
Back up right off me

[Chorus]

I’m like move bitch, why you up in everybody way
Like move bitch, why you up in everybody face (goddam like move bitch)
Move bitch why you up in everybody way (back the fuck up)
Move bitch why you up in everybody way
Move bitch, don’t you know I like my personal space
Like nigga don’t play with me yea , I keep a k with me
I keep that spray on me (I keep that spray)
So nigga don’t play wit me (nigga don’t play)
The tape coming soon, I be up til noon
Don’t live with no rules
( live with no rules nigga)

(Ye, yea)

Move ft. bartbourne

[Verse 1]

Chain on my back
Yea I’m hittin them niggas
Walk on the beat yea I’m drilling them niggas
Had to walk out the spot I ain’t feelin them niggas
Feel Tony Tony how I’m counting 6 figures
Aye
What y’all saying to me
Y’all just must want to die
Hey
What you saying to me yea
Why that bitch gotta lie
I got all the information like the FBI
She point me in Vegas , yea she came back home with a DUI
Had to cut her off we had different priorities and different lines
I ain’t arguing with her get her out of my face she wasting my time

[Chrous]

I get that paper yea bitch I stack it
Shooters on my side they going automatic
I’m on the Xbox, yea I’m playing madden
Been did what you done , I already had it
Speaking on the past yea, you speaking on past tense
Sag in his jeans that nigga a faggot
Hoppin side to side that nigga a rabbit
Watching everybody food that nigga a maggot
Been told y’all niggas I ain’t fuckin with y’all
Nah nah
I been told y’all niggas i ain’t hanging with y’allj
Nah nah
Yea bitch talk nice to me
Im getting racks you see
Stack bread count cash wit me
You niggas ain’t heard of me
Them niggas lying they heard of me

[Verse 2]

Yo bitch gon dance she gon trewk for me
Hold on nigga I don’t even talk like that
Nigga a phony he don’t walk like that
Since when the fuck you taking calls like that
That nigga phony
Make her dance like a pony
Can’t call you my homie
Can’t call you my Brodie
Y’all niggas be OD
Tony stark like Tony
Only talk to my whoadies
I pass her the water, cuz that bitch really thirsty
That bitch talking shit, but she pushing 40
Posted wit my niggas, posted up four deep
I’m watching that tv, Rick & that Morty
They say I dated, but I was never wit shorty
She on my line, she gon buss it down for me
These niggas be pussy, these niggas be corny
Fuck is y’all talking about, that shit was never funny

[Chrous]

I get that paper yea bitch I stack it
Shooters on my side they going automatic
I’m on the Xbox, yea I’m playing madden
Been did what you done , I already had it
Speaking on the past yea, you speaking on past tense
Sag in his jeans that nigga a faggot
Hoppin side to side that nigga a rabbit
Watching everybody food that nigga a maggot
Been told y’all niggas I ain’t fuckin with y’all
Nah nah
I been told y’all niggas i ain’t hanging with y’allj
Nah nah
Yea bitch talk nice to me
Im getting racks you see
Stack bread count cash wit me

AUTOMATIC

[Chorus]

Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna shake up the show
Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna let that thang go
Mmm hmm woah woah
We was never yo bro
Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna let that thang go
Posted in decatur bitch
AR hit his face lil bitch
I been fucked up for days lil bitch
How I do it in two days lil bitch
Niggas they be snaking shit
I ain’t with the faking shit
Posted with the drac’s and shit
Ambush him we blazing bitch
Yea she hit me threw venmo mauh
I got hit with the vent no I-
Bro just sent me a demo mauh
I don’t talk to pillow uhhhh
Watch yo mouth when you talking me
I ain’t passing out 50’s for free
Who is he , he ain’t fucking wit me
222 gang how we make a nigga bleed

[Verse 1]

I feel like Tom Brady yea , I just won a Lombardi huh
I just grew my dreads, now they think I’m carti yuh
We just hit it off but, sorry I can’t fuck witcha
They just laced his cup yea, poured it in his double cup
No 25 & 640’s yea
Might just end up with more of these yea
She my kin she ain’t one of me nah
Now they wanna be in-front of me
Skrt off in this bitch yea, skrt off in a bumblebee
Nigga a cornball he wanna make fun of me
Top of this shit how I pull out the 40 G’s
Loving my slatts, I was fucking wit jodeci

(Haaa)

[Chorus]

Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna shake up the show
Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna let that thang go
Mmm hmm woah woah
We was never yo bro
Mmm hmm woah woah
We finna let that thang go
Posted in decatur bitch
AR hit his face lil bitch
I been fucked up for days lil bitch
How I do it in two days lil bitch
Niggas they be snaking shit
I ain’t with the faking shit
Posted with the drac’s and shit
Ambush him we blazing bitch
Yea she hit me threw venmo mauh
I got hit with the vent no I-
Bro just sent me a demo mauh
I don’t talk to pillow uhhhh (hey)

AUTOMATIC

Bartbourne