REDEMBRECE x ILYAdrian - FREAK II (prod.prodigy)

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

i drink on this liquor mix molly bacardi to numb all this pain i’ve been feelin so sorry 
no whipping no rari just thotties and parties
and grubin on pizza who else would’ve thought it 

my lyrics individent movin like heaven sent popping some percy just like for the hell of it
demons they ready they stuck like a regiment 
talk to myself like i talk to my remanent 

you all on my dick like is that what you want you gone mind yo own business you ready to talk like you all in my space i have no reason to stop cause i’m chasing that bag instead of a thot

like i’m all in yo head without giving a fuck
and you came at me sideways no reason at all what i say in my lyrics have meaning a lot
so fuck all yo leadership you is my op

pop pop shoot up yo block come at me side ways get ready to stop stopping yo breathing for money and guap me and my soldiers we ready to stomp

stomp stomp stomping you face all on my dick like please gimmie a break all on my dick we gone shoot up yo space all on my dick we gone shoot up yo place

huh huh what is my name day with the dollar sign down in LA O with the K double tap space ooh nah how bout erase EE you is a feen hop on my wave now you on my peen what is that song

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

Day$okee- back from the dead (prod TyDavid)

Spicy bitch, her name fernada
Slide in dms, like cha cha
She move her hips, La La La
See her flexing, wearing Prada

She a baddie, yeah she hot hot
Small waist, take off her top top
A freak under the sheets
Dark hair, just like hinata

Spicy bitch, her name fernada
Slide in dms, like cha cha
She move her hips, La La La
See her flexing, wearing Prada

She a baddie, yeah she hot hot
Small waist, take off her top top
A freak under the sheets
Dark hair, just like hinata

Like, what it do? You looking hella cute
See you dancing with those Nikes, get the bag girl look at you
Woke up to another text, I think your girl girl a little loose
If you scare me just a little bit, then you can be my boo

Like hold up
Can you vibe, can you roll up?
If you can be a bunny girl, then you could be my- hold up
Wait a minute, 60 racks
Shout out jelex, got my back
Goth bitches feeling fine, they sending pictures of their rack

They say this song sound just like niki
Guess we made another banger
Yeah she left me with a hickey, just to hold me like a lanyard
I think I’ve been looking tanner after cooking up this heat
I’ve been making so much hits I think, their ego might retreat

(La la la la la la)
Can you just be my girl
Can you just be my girl

(La la la la la la)
I want you to be mine
Like every fucking night

Spicy bitch, her name fernada
Slide in dms, like cha cha
She move her hips, La La La
See her flexing, wearing Prada

She a baddie, yeah she hot hot
Small waist, take off her top top
A freak under the sheets
Dark hair, just like hinata

Spicy bitch, her name fernada
Slide in dms, like cha cha
She move her hips, La La La
See her flexing, wearing Prada

She a baddie, yeah she hot hot
Small waist, take off her top top
A freak under the sheets
Dark hair, just like hinata

Fernada (prod. whxtesvpra) *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

REDEMBRECE x SLEVPY808 x ILYAdrian - wassup! (prod.dtm)

Day$okee- MINUTE feat. ERYXSE, ZQNNEX, VXJOKING (prod. Splxtstxcs & Melodiq)

[ZQNNEX]
With my niggas, shootin’ shit like Cole Bennett
Niggas hella lost with all the shots that I been sendin’
Shorty finna handle on my balls like some tennis
And the choppa spittin’, metal to his teeth just like a dentist
Got my niggas toe-taggin’
Like we ain’t average
MVP, shoot from 3, we ain’t passin’
Niggas off the percocets, my niggas steady wylin’
All black whip, new Benz, no mileage
With my niggas, shootin’ shit like Cole Bennett
Niggas hella lost with all the shots that I been sendin’
Shorty finna handle on my balls like some tennis
And the choppa spittin’, metal to his teeth just like a dentist
Got my niggas toe-taggin’
Like we ain’t average
MVP, shoot from 3, we ain’t passin’
Niggas off the percocets, my niggas steady wylin’
All black whip, new Benz, no mileage

[BRAX]
Like okay
Where the fuck all the talk at 
I’m too late to be saved from a toe tag
Devil in my brain, I might go on a warpath
Who the fuck change when your life is a damn trap?
Doctor fucked me up, it’s alright
Suicide, straight from the knife
Shit is just a game named life
Shit is just a game named life
Like fuck, boy
22, aim it at me 
I don’t wanna duck, put the pain to me
I’ve been my head, with the chains to me
I could never care, what’s the fame to me?
Like, fuck
I don’t wanna live no more
Feel fucked
Yuh, huh
Motherfucker wake up (yeah)
Motherfucker wake up

[ZQNNEX]
With my niggas, shootin’ shit like Cole Bennett
Niggas hella lost with all the shots that I been sendin’
Shorty finna handle on my balls like some tennis
And the choppa spittin’, metal to his teeth just like a dentist
Got my niggas toe-taggin’
Like we ain’t average
MVP, shoot from 3, we ain’t passin’
Niggas off the percocets, my niggas steady wylin’
All black whip, new Benz, no mileage
With my niggas, shootin’ shit like Cole Bennett
Niggas hella lost with all the shots that I been sendin’
Shorty finna handle on my balls like some tennis
And the choppa spittin’, metal to his teeth just like a dentist
Got my niggas toe-taggin’
Like we ain’t average
MVP, shoot from 3, we ain’t passin’
Niggas off the percocets, my niggas steady wylin’
All black whip, new Benz, no mileage

COLE BENNETT (ft. Brax) [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Lyrics~

Bitch I make it pop
Won’t stop
Till I make it the motherfucking top
Bitch I started from the bottom
Opposition thinking that I'm really finna fucking flop
Nigga think he the greatest but you in the fucking same spot

Leave yo body in the dirt
Wipe that fucking shitty smirk
Pussy nigga better watchout where you fucking lurk
If I catch him slippin and missin
While he plottin and dissin
Imma leave that fucking pussy laced with the ammunition

If the opposition pull up imma leave them with a halo
Counting up the money like Im working at a bank hoe
Shorty on my side and looking hella bad tho
I might have to cuff her up to see what its like tho

What the fuck tho
Where the love go
She a fucking hoe we dont really like those

What the fuck tho
Where the love go
She a fucking hoe we don't really like those

Bitch cut the fucking chit chat you know
If you fuck up blow yo chest back ugh
I don't really got time to waste hoe
And I'm stacking green like a bankroll

Switching up the flows and we going fucking insane
Got yo girl and she wanna give me hella brain
Got a bloodlust for motherfuckers imma bring the pain
Talking hella shit but you don’t got a fucking name

Bitch I make it pop
Won’t stop
Till I make it the motherfucking top
Bitch I started from the bottom
Opposition thinking that I'm really finna fucking flop
Nigga think he the greatest but you in the fucking same spot

Leave yo body in the dirt
Wipe that fucking shitty smirk
Pussy nigga better watchout where you fucking lurk
If I catch him slippin and missin
While he plottin and dissin
Imma leave that fucking pussy laced with the ammunition

Make It Pop

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molly (prod. waxie)

Lyrics: 

Call me stupid 
Mother fucking Lazy
Bitch I’m shady 
I got lady’s curating 
My open ocean of the Gravy 
Man it’s crazy 
These people wanna pop another matey 
But they don’t hear what I’m saying 
So I put it in they brain 

What?
Fuck a stupid running runner upper 
You my supper, you my heavy setting rusher, chop a perc up like I’m usher,
You got tougher, I got guns
Shoot a pussy, steal his funds
Man it’s so fun just to say 
“Yo life ending right today” 

Okay but wait 
The green is coming in like it’s a lake
I be shooting shit, and loot a bitch 
boy this ain’t GTA
We rob just cause it is nice 
For the cash to come suffice 
On my life 
Sorry that I’m ending yours in just a night 

It ain’t mine that shit was yours 
But i popped a bitch like puss is 
coming coming out my pours 
Shit I’m sore, get a score
The work is really working 
Give me more 
Pussy twerking, What a whore 
Grabbed her man and
stomped his stomped his 
head into the floor

They say “A$hy you too dark” 
Y’all the ones who killed my heart 
You get the cheap and creepy people coming down from Noah’s ark 
I been cutting for so long 
I think I finally made my mark 
I been puffing on the bong 
And then I make a work of heart 

Fuck it, Fuck that, What the fuck you saying mother fucking run that shit it up 
pick yo wrist up look at me 
and put yo’ fist up 
Party and pick up 
My groceries 
Got my baby on the list of 
What’s to eat 
Told her sit yo’ pretty shit down I’mma feast  

I’m a beast I’m leasing
People to get you away from me 
They take another step and blood going flowing up on the scene 
If you hoeing then hit the streets 
If you showing it real discrete 
I’ll catch a body get forty-five rounds of the Molly on Paulie

Cause bitch we balling in Holland 
Get on my jet if you calling 
And ordering when I’m falling 
Getting all my lean and a problem 
I said like Hey, Hi 
Hit it with a strap
gonna tap Mac 
Breaking dat back back back back 
Did it for Zach
Get a big black 
Forty-Seven going to put you in heaven 

Call me stupid 
Mother fucking Lazy
Bitch I’m shady 
I got ladys
Curating 
My open ocean of the Gravy 

Man it’s crazy 
These people wanna pop another matey 
But they don’t hear what I’m saying 
So I put it in they brain 

What?
Fuck a stupid running runner upper 
You my supper, you my heavy setting rusher, chop a perc up like I’m usher,
You got tougher, I got guns
Shoot a pussy, steal his funds
Man it’s so fun just to say 
“Yo life ending right today” 

Okay but wait 
The green is coming in like it’s a lake
I be shooting shit, and loot a bitch 
boy this ain’t GTA
We rob just cause it is nice 
For the cash to come suffice 
On my life 
Sorry that I’m ending yours 
in just a night

A$hy Baby - Runner Up (prod. lonely)

Lyrics~
sick as shit Im still gon do this shit
ay yuh
triple 6 sick

In the back i roll a dubbie
smoking gas a double dutchie
shorty bad she finna suck me
shoulda known she wanna fuck me
got a red dot
3 shots
shooting like im tony
n park up in this bitch
n then she get to matt stonie
im a boss
get to working  with the money
rick ross
drop the top
push the pedal
and im going till i stop
got the sauce
on my drip i got ed hardy 
on my socks
smack down
hulk hogan when i toss
all my opps

no 50 cent
dont show no mercy
shooting thunder
call me percy
keep on jacking up the cost
if u got beef
hit my attorney

don't get wordy with
never been a teacher
or a student
still be hitting up this gas up in my class
im getting zooted

im a boss on my shit
shorty dance on my dick
ima hit another lick 
and do the dash in this bitch
i got way too many bands
too many fans in this bitch
i feel like Eminem cause shawty stan in this bitch

Shawty a stan
She call me her man
Flipping the commas Im making the bands
Cop me a whip and I cop me a benz
Then I make it rain like the weatherman

Shawty on me cuz she like what she see
My eyes rolling I know she a fiend
Looking at me like she wanting the D
Looking zooted like she off of the bean

Ice on my wrist still lighting the scene
Shawty a model like bellahadid
I got a gat if you wanna get beamed
He a pussy nigga no ed hardy jeans

Talk on my name you talk on my brothers
We pull up all black now you is a goner
I got a vendetta I grip my beretta
Leave him holes he melting like cheddar 

Fuck is you talking about
Fuck is you repping
You is a fraud and breaking yo testament
Lying and nagging niggas you better than
Cant function without popping the medicine

Sorry not sorry Im counting my benjamins
Owning real estate like Im a resident
Feeling like rick ross chilling in heaven man
Do not have a care cuz

in the back i roll a dubbie
smoking gas a double dutchie
shorty bad she finna suck me
shoulda known she wanna fuck me
got a red dot
3 shots
shooting like im tony
n park up in this bitch
n then she get to matt stonie
im a boss
get to working  with the money
rick ross
drop the top
push the pedal
and im going till i stop
got the sauce
on my drip i got ed hardy 
on my socks
smack down
hulk hogan when i toss
all my opps

Make It Pop

CLXUDA (IG:@clxuda05)