Made It

BALANCE

[Chrous]

Yea
I will not do it again (yea)
I cannot be seen with yo friend (yea)
Hella racks I got these bands (yea)
So I don’t care what you saying (yea)
I do not care about her man’s (yea)
Niggas be groupies these niggas my fans
White bitch she in love with them tans
I need em bad only fuckin wit ten’s
My bitch look good nigga from the waste down
Hunt a nigga down, nigga like a dog hound
Nigga burping, nigga that’s that frog sound
Talking that shit, you can get killed lil nigga
I’m finna shoot got my finger on the trigger
Sack a nigga like my name is von miller
He needed some money turn em to a drug dealer
She want a bad boy she want the thriller
I’m doing my dance Micheal Jackson thriller
Scream with the mask, nigga imma killer
Enjoying the moment but I do not feel her

[Verse 1]

Got shot in his arm, take a pain killer
Bending the water like my name is katara
Nah we ain’t good yet we gotta try harder
Dehydrated as fuck I need my water
X show up good I’m sippin that water
Beat a nigga ass like I’m Jermaine Carter
Nigga think he hard got turned to a martyr
Chain wit a saw turn that shit to a slaughter
She got a extra, but she don’t got a father
How is that my fault bitch
I’m at the drop top bitch
I’m in a drop top bitch
I got a high top bitch (huh)
Pass me the pasta bitch (huh)
Need it like right now bitch
Punch a nigga in his shit
Guarantee that bitch nigga will not say shit

[Bridge]

Got nothing for you right , these hoes they screaming my name
Got nothing for you right , these hoes they screaming my name
Got nothing for you right , these hoes they screaming my name
These niggas screaming my name they never taking my place

[Chorus]

Yea
I will not do it again (yea)
I cannot be seen with yo friend (yea)
Hella racks I got these bands (yea)
So I don’t care what you saying (yea)
I do not care about her man’s (yea)
Niggas be groupies these niggas my fans
White bitch she in love with them tans
I need em bad only fuckin wit ten’s
My bitch look good nigga from the waste down
Hunt a nigga down, yea nigga like a dog hound
Nigga burping, nigga that’s that frog sound
Talking that shit, you can get killed lil nigga
I’m finna shoot got my finger on the trigger
Sack a nigga like my name is von miller
He needed some money turn em to a drug dealer
She want a bad boy she want the thriller
I’m doing my dance Micheal Jackson thriller
Scream with the mask, nigga imma killer
Enjoying the moment but I do not feel her

sakura

[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)

DIVINE

Bartbourne