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Dump it W/ Suwakonem Prod. Grimgar & Xatslegion

Giza (prod. nova chance)

Lyrics:

Slide Maybach
Stack it up a big stack
Get him gone we can arrange that
Keep that boy I don't even claim that

Claim that
Claim that boy
Claim that
I don't claim that boy
Always changing getting annoyed
I'm so tired of him treating me like a toy

You always hate that call it jealousy
They want big stacks, so they copy me
See a white shirt turn to burgundy
Got a red dot swinging arps
Bad bitch she looks better on her knees
Savage she gon put you on a tee
kmk always cooking recipe

Been on my kill la kill
Stack it up until the mills
Move my sisters to the hills
They don't know just how I feel
Make sure all my bullets kill
Hit him and his top gon spill
I just gotta keep it real

Slide Maybach
Stack it up a big stack
Get him gone we can arrange that
Keep that boy I don't even claim that

Claim that
Claim that boy
Claim that
I don't claim that boy
Always changing getting annoyed
I'm so tired of him treating me like a toy

Claim That [prod. KillSerika + fallout]

Drummer Boy (prod. Glo Mafia)

lyrics

29 still chasin the clout, how pathetic is it
clonin the wave, lil hoe we see it, cant keep up you d-

29 still chasin the clout, how pathetic is it
clonin the wave, lil hoe we see it, cant keep up you d-

29 still chasin the clout, how pathetic is it
clonin the wave, lil hoe we see it, cant keep up you drownin in it
tryna act like you the queen, we see it, lil hoe the crown aint fittin no
lil hoe you see who its fitted for, huh

lil hoe you know you not winnin
hang with the creeps and the critics
you hanging with preds and preyin on children, 
we seein just how you been livin

we hear the mutt, barkin n bitchin
up and its stuck, choppa keep flippin
i dont know y these small fish niggas 
talkin shit so tommy rippin

uh huh, right now ill tell you whats different
we knowin your rep, and your other shit
you erased cuz it wasnt hittin
we knowin your rep, and your other shit
you switched up cuz you dont get bitches
stand up im turnin my fitted
thought you was racing but you just got pitted

you got juuuugged, out you house huh
where yo keys, you cant get in
you locked out huh
you not gooooood, stinkin up that couch huh
stink like cheese, hoe you moldy
and washed out huh

tried to go step in my lane
but the hoe failed
know you ashamed huh
know i been sayin yo name
you just a fake, and this aint no shade hoe
off of that heroin you laced
its in yo face, you outta place hoe
came in my dms too fanned out and deleted it so you wouldnt leave trace hoe

whatever hoe, im in prada
you just a clone, you the product
remi gon pass it, im the spot-up
big, shooting from deep, serge ibaka
run down on me? bitch you thought it
takin yo teaaa, and i clock it
you on yo kneees, hoe just stop it

hoe, i just heard that you just got juuugggeed
out yo house huh
where yo keys, you cant get in
you locked out huh
you not gooooood, stinkin up that couch huh
stink like cheese, hoe you moldy
and washed out huh

29 (prod. gfelds)

Ribs ft. hopoutyoshino (prod. bl4cko + wa)

reign of stars v2

Shook (prod. miloofly)

Stars w/ 556Kurumi

lyrics - 

wanted something special 
look into my eyes baby retinal

i- i-
don’t want you to feel left out 
including everything except your mental

and my touch cold baby but not gentle 
all it takes is a touch like fentanyl 
knowing she want peace but i bring tempo
and the hands trace slow when heat’s essential 

skin glow
lilac
moonlight on your soul

i know
you like that
i’m all in your bones

hands running all down you
until i see you’re too close
with the time passing can you understand it

i just want your body
nothing else

it’s enough now
i can’t help but tell you about yourself
speaking up loud
i don’t want no more, wishing you well
oh hell
you say you’re different moving like everyone else

i’ve been so cold 
but i might melt
too much pride in the 
cards that you dealt
know i been masking
i move in stealth
you don’t got to lie
i know you don’t want no one else

b-backseat tinted you can’t see who i am
talk real sweet but baby i don’t shake hands
yea, neck on freeze wrist talk goddamn
y-yea i don’t do hearts just one night plans
yea, touch her soul, then i go, special chance 
chrome lip gloss and she biting on my hand

i cant see that you been stuck up in the ambiance
tried to sneak but you to obvious
everything you mean to me? baby it don’t amount to much
been stylistic, you could see i talk in fonts
chrome on my body, your body too, i ain’t tryna flaunt

skin glow
lilac
moonlight on your soul

i know
you like that
i’m all in your bones

hands running all down you
until i see you’re too close
with the time passing can you understand it

i just want your body
nothing else

essentials (prod. caden)

Squidbillies (prod. tadeoexq)

won't devote enough time to actually pursuing music, so here are the scraps

reign of stars v2

(Bayloo.)