Dont Call Me

Empty hearted ft Knoble

NASCAR BABY

Hopefully each song takes you on a journey of your own with your own meaning. A mix of laid back music as well as upbeat club music perfect for our generation. Love, fun, and crazy all in one sentence. Enjoy.

-Jacquevall

Not Alone, Pt. 1

if it dose well I'll re release the mix
its been awhile but once I get a job and learn some more I can release better songs

your excused [draft] - Lil Nyfe

(Verse 1)
A nigga be dressing like bottles of ranch 
That means I got the sauce but I’m not in the can
Pull up to the scene take a bitch from her mans 
That nigga was hating I made him a fan 
A nigga be flexin my presence a blessing she got on her knees than she put out her hand 
But she did not ask for a pic or my bands 
She wanted the dick so I have her the gram 
(Woa)

(Hook)

Hit me up later 
Big backside like Kader
Grind that dick like skater ride that shit like my name baker
Leave my house in the morning 
But I let her know I’ll see her later 
She gave me nice head top so I call that girl my fader
(Oooh)
Don’t you (uh)
Don’t you love it when I act a fool
(Huh)
Cock my glock and pull the trigger 
(Nigga!)
I’m killing the game call it Armageddon 
I’m better than soldier 
I’m seventy seven
I boil at first 
never settle for second 
If you need the work 
I could teach you a lesson

(Verse 2)

Could teach you the technicals 
Girl do it right when you touch on my testicles 
Swerved to the left cus this bitch ain’t a Tesla now she on my dick so put that shit together my nigga we dead 
All of that cus she was giving me head
Giving me top!
Felacio killa go out with a pop
A ratio might keep you safe from the cops 
I’m giving a shout out to all my white friends
Cus me and my homies like egg white and locks
Basically means we some delicatessen it’s silly of me to believe that we not 

(Hook 2)

She calling me daddy like Vader 
Was yo ho!
Now you death hater 
Get that bread like baker 
Getting them bills like my name ￼Gater
(Ri-ri)
call my phone in the evening 
Then I let her know I’m pulling up later 
But I cannot be late so girl I’m pulling up fast like racer 
(Ooh)
Don’t you (huh)
Don’t you love it when I act a fool
(Yea)
Drop my top!
And filled the meter 
(Nigga!)
I’m killing the game I filled it with lead
Yea I’m coming for niggas so please call a medic 
These haters they toxic 
They teeth filled with venom 
If you need a cleansing 
Go get you some melons 

(Outro)

Go get you some niggas that won’t touch ya denim the gunning for me but I don’t even sweat em she was wanting me but see now she say fuck em 
I don’t even love him
She might find another 

“Who the fuck even said that shit bro? Is that? Is that Kurisu the Kyd over there bro? Acting a fool? Out here? Bro? Aight I’m off the mic.”

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