prod vitamnns
mastered by me
featuring @holdupslat

klutchin w mere

not tris (kami)

uirezzy - on my own prod 1kkhei

(chop_x_tjriverss prods) Mixed and mastered by me n semi written by us too | socials @luvdenn1 n @1kxsmii

LYRICS :
 
LUVDEN

Spend yo block like rambo
Um wit prkka give you handle (swaag)
Racks on me i handle 
Gucci on my sandle
Walked down he get blowed like candle 
Dont need for no man inna middle
Gripping tolting on dis pistol
Wit yo bitch i give popsicle  
Give you a test ian talking pacer 
Fuuk nigga feel like lazer (feel like lazer)
Bit so fine needa meet her maker 
Like beyonce she want cater
Top flo um up onna top 
Guitar we gon make it rock
Dont do pity or no talk 
I just hear racks when i walk 
Head huncho i get u chop 
Um wit twin pass that lob 
Come tap in bitch come shop
She said luvden boy you rock
Plain jain i just got that watch
I will never be no fraud 
These niggas fake just switch an watch 
In my lane cant switch no plot
Jump back in never stop 
Love her then cant love her now 
In loving wit hunnids yeahh
Bathing ape yeah i rock 
Chilling wit my gang oh yaa 
We all going to the top

SEMI 

And you know we all going to the top 
Um inna back and i keep me a chop 
Arp and it came wit a stock
Run up onna team make his body drop
Um pushing in like it was a clock
Stacking up my cheese i been getting guap
Bro wanna run wit my hand he gon get drop  
Ik that this is my time of the month
Huh ian do it for no stunt 
Nigga run he get beat wit the gun
556 make a nigga run 
I take music for real ion do it fa fun
Choppa gon glizz a nigga honey bun
My nigga shining like he was a sun
My nigga shooters always tolt his guns
Stand on my money nigga made a tonn

Rambo ft Semi

202tevin- Pride [BASHDAE EXCLUSIVE]

“if i can't be beautiful, i want to be invisible.” ##invisible2
@whoisshelzy

6. luvvhallowss - ay yea 2 (prod. shelzy)

Fuck TDF(dakki)

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Jay Moncler - On Me (prod. Cxdy X Reid) [BASHDAE EXCLUSIVE]

XAMPLE (PROD. TCZBEATZ)

Produced by Cade, Nova, & Dreamz

(Lyrics)

Ooh, 
Trap out the fucking returns department
I ain’t wanna work in insurance department
Walk in this bitch and I turn up the party
And I got stick in the glove compartment 
Still kind of sick off them drugs I started
Think I got sick off your love, that’s karma
Ion wanna talk about blunts, just spark it
I wanna fuck up my lungs, I spark it
Look on her face when I stunt, astonished
Count it up, I need some gloves to wash it
Walk in the party, they ask if I got it
Know that I got what you want, I’m on it
Seeing some swag in the store, I want it
Ion care if they selling both, I bought it

I don’t care
If I’m driving or walking or flying there
Give a fuck what you need, baby I’m there
I ain’t playing bout cheese, hope it’s all there
Put me on any team, bitch I ball there
You can lean on me just like an arm chair
And my steez like sous vide, yeah I like it rare
Ooh, why you said move out the city, I like it here
Why you keep calling that bitch when she like it here
These niggas stuck at the bottom, they like it there
Point to my collar, my jeweler gone ice it there
Roll up a blunt standing up, and I light it there
Whip having bucket seats, whip having fighter chairs
These hoes not talking bout shit, I don’t care
Oh you not talking about chicken, then I don’t care
Paper and Grabba or Looseleaf, man I don’t care
You hit the za, you might fold like a lawn chair

I’m tryna run up these funds
Hop on a PJ, a young nigga done with charter
Horsepower, we got a bunch
I-85 to the A, I ain’t never took Marta
Ooh, do it today and you done 
That’s step 1, of living like it’s no tomorrow 
I don’t care if you the plug
If you my mans and fell on your ass, you can borrow
Yeah that’s my girl I adore her
Fuck that Pandora, gettin her Tiffany charms
Damn this hoe hard to ignore, smell like Sephora, and she got ink on her arms
Versace Jeans Couture, tryn go on tour, and show off the drip that I rock
I do this shit for the 4, having galore
I can’t even trip on no opps

Ooh, 
Trap out the fucking returns department
I ain’t wanna work in insurance department
Still kind of sick off them drugs I started
Think I got sick off your love, that’s karma
Ion wanna talk about blunts, just spark it
I wanna fuck up my lungs, I spark it
Hope they don’t look in the glove compartment
Walk in this bitch and I turn up the party
Look on her face when I stunt, astonished
Count it up, I need some gloves to wash it
Walk in the party they like, who got it
All of this za what you like, I got it
Count it up, I need some gloves to wash it
Count it up, I need to touch the profit

Vadova - Spark It

MOONLIGHT

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