pistol to his head, we gon fuckin run him down
diamonds on my neck, that shit cost like 20 thou
pull up to my block, one shot, where ur where abouts
he trippin off shit what u worried bout

wockhardt in his cup yeah he on the ground
work hard like a bitch u a fuckin clown
im the king of this shit got my fuckin crown
yk i stay smokin on this fuckin loud

ay got this big ass check
ur months rent, on my neck
perc 30 aint feel no effects
dming ur bitch direct

im high asf from smokin all this weed
best fuckin runtz in nyc
yk how bad u wanna be me
draco gon have a shootin spree

run him down

out my way w/ prosperr

hearse (prod xon!)

what i do (prod evil mauler)

smg we aint playin with no toy gun
quicker than tay k yeah we still on the run
shoot you with ak big motha fuckin gun
where my motha fuckin pay? yeah you still owe me a hun

you think you got off
you think you got off
yeah till we catch you on a walk
we catch you on a walk
stay runnin yo block
on my hip twin glock
if we catch you on a walk

feelin the lord in me, feelin christ link
nevermind, i was likely of an oxy
spin the block again, comin back srt
hellcat movin fast 170

you think you got off
you think you got off
yeah till we catch you on a walk
we catch you on a walk
stay runnin yo block
on my hip twin glock
if we catch you on a walk

walk (prod malvi)

gucci shoes (prod 14papii)

what u want (prod twoclose)

huh, huh, and im makin money
stay talkin all this shit but yo ass aint funny
yeah yo bitch bounce on this dick like a bunny
and she said my nut stick like some fuckin honey (honey, honey, honey)

made a couple thou, made like 400
huh, yeah, pistol packin shit yeah we came huntin (gang)
yeah we high as shit we just got fuckin blunted (high as shit)
yo bitch on food stamps yeah you need some fundin

pull up to yo block and we'll bring the gunnin
we gon catch up to yo ass if you start runnin (start runnin)
yeah im high as fuck, still a 5 star runner
yeah im fitted as shit call me a stunna

4hunnid (prod enzortiz)

diva (prod flight7n)

yo bitch pus smell like pizza
ima snag yo visa

feat @shozey2

prod enzortiz

pizza w/ shozey (prod enzortiz)

lyrics

mothafuckas talk, leave em on the floor
they aint talk no more, bullet holes in they door
yeah i cuff his bitch, put his hoe in dior
yeah she suck on my dick, she a fuckin whore
yeah she said "im yours"
yeah we gettin geeked, she said "pour a four"

makin love with yo bitch in the fuckin bathroom
yeah we off perc and molly in fuckin khartoum
yeah she wanna be with me, got my dick in her womb
and she hop off my dick, it smell like her perfume
and we hop in v8, that shit go vroom
she said she wanted my shit, i said, "i knew"

i was pushin yo block, got a gun aimed at u
u aint got a crew like us like what u gon do?
scrape em off the floor like gum on my shoe
if he tryna piece me, we got snipers on the roof

khartoum (prod sl4yyer!)

@lumyere

(catalog)
gettin paid, gettin real fuckin rich
and i fuck yo bitch, jus bought her a necklace
and my bitch booty big like she from Texas
drop 100 bands, wrist watch, gettin wreckless

C4 gonna make em blow up
and my mothafuckin hits gonna make me blow up
and you talkin all this talk but you ain't pull up
couple bands gonna make yo bitch show up

and i stunt so hard, gon make em throw up
ice on my neck, got the place froze up
and we gettin geeked as fuck, yeah we fuckin pour up
racks in the safe, money never slow up

(lumyere)
road trip with the gang, going Houston
they done heard my song, started going stupid
bouta make love to it, love my music
hit this bitch from the back like im abusive

whats this song called, whats this song called, Texas
i could take yo hoe, let me show yo ass the method
left right, stepping, singing like SEBii
in love with my fit, walk around real swaggy

teach you how to fight, walk around like Scraggy
flip a stack like SpongeBob, Krabby Patty
feel like Uzi, got a New Patek
took your wife, got you mad, get her back, bitch!

texas w/ lumyere (prod sohi)

just for fun (prod dynasty)

lyrics

yeah we gon jugg you for everything ur worth
yeah yeah we gon leave you in the mothafuckin dirt
we gon leave you with a bullet in yo head, really fuckin hurt (hurt)
yeah we gon take all you bread with no blood on my shirt

and yo shirt gon be red
srt, fuck a fed
got this bad bitch n she givin me head
yeah you only get dome if you givin bitches bread

racks on me, racks on me, pockets like a bankroll
shawty hit my line, but im busy countin pesos
vvs my teeth, yeah they shinin like a halo
took a risk, made a flip, now they do what i say so

talkin crazy told that boy watch his tone
i've been makin plays across the map like a mobile phone
i dont do no middle man, i really get it gone
took a flight to tokyo, they treat me like im megatron
ap on my wrist, lookin like a ceo
movin how i want, everything i do intentional

catalog

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