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fuck all that shit you talkin 
put me on stage i’ll show u who rockin
niggas stay mad cause i came up 
i took his bm cause i’m bored and she toxic 
i told this nigga she busy 
whatchu finna do 
not shit 
u pussy
i get bands from a phone 
cleat check my hoes 
and they prolly in 4s 
look

i treat them like im never finna dip 
and thats cold
wrist on swim 
i got diamonds lil hoe 
u the type to switch up on the gang 
he foe 
i can’t never trust a bitch 
on soul 
can’t fold 

mobbin 
hittin like a hunnid no problem 
if 12 try to flash 
i got a clip that’s gone solve it 
hit em wit the switch 
so their death automatic 
tragic 
finna give the pig closed casket 

back to the hoe
chillin wit a bop
i got hoes that love coke 
wit my dick their throat
her hands on a pole
i’m in control 
baby do something 
that fill up my soul 

bands in the crib 
same for the whip 
when a nigga bored 
i go splurge wit my kid 
i handle my shit 
they ain’t really bout this 
run me my bread 
before i dip on your bitch

STAY MAD (PROD. BY QRYSTRAL)

lyrics 

lil henny in that cup 
bad bitch wit me trynna fuck 
ion sip syrup 
we ain’t trynna get stuck
mouth piece crazy 
make a bad bitch nut like 2x

first i do like this 
put a look on my face like i smelled some piss 
i’m too turnt, gassed up 
go ahead nd roll a splif
i need a dusse bottle 
ice cold lil bitch 

i got designer on my skin
this a lowkey fit 
all black like a villain 
wit a new sidekick 
aww shit god damn 
i really took that chick 
w rizz kno what i’m saying 
nd ion gotta spend chips 

we take hoes in brand new whips
bottle service on the daily 
we ain’t average 
i’m from the land of the Ps 
so i’m saucy wit it 
they trynna dip wit the sauce 
like if ramsy did it 

look  i’m really from the turf 
breakin punk rock beezys 
when i pop out i make this shit look easy 
i need coke whites, i don’t rock no yeezys 
when they try to stunt 
they make themselves look cheesy

LIL HENNY

lyrics

fuck that im a god now 
quick to tell a hoe, “better calm down”
i’m up, they runnin laps wow
might take yo thot, make her scream loud 
hands up come shake it 
heard you a bop, embrace it
treat you like heem, i ain’t chasing 
this dick good, come face it

Fly first class bitch you know I ain’t basic
Fully automatic like bitch I ain’t patient
If she got a fatty, better show a presentation 
Let me show a magic trick, I can give you levitation

Got like 2 bad bitches in the back
Hunnid on the dash while I’m smoking up a pack
Got me so down bad, I be making hella racks 
Like bitch get the fuck out the way I’m on the map 

Bitch u got goals now, and you ain’t ever got it like that
You just wanna fuck around and smoke a light pack
I’m tryna live inside a mansion with a race track
Flying round the country bitch I’m finna get jet lag

Like hold up bitch I’m boutta roll up
If you wanna fuck, i can make your ass fold up
Left right up down, play you like controlla
I got bands now, all I see is money and a boda

fuck that im a god now 
quick to tell a hoe, “better calm down”
i’m up, they runnin laps wow
might take yo thot, make her scream loud 
hands up come shake it 
heard you a bop, embrace it
treat you like heem, i ain’t chasing 
this dick good, come face it 

this dick good come taste it 
my voice upped my spaces 
if i was a hand, i’m aces 
need more louie in cases 

they wanna know my income 
they wanna know where my bitch from 
ima pop tags, hoe get some
if ramz made the beat, bitch go dumb 

walk it out 
i got gigs like im dj unk 
whatchu smokin on, loud?
we dont do the bunk 
posted on the block u can hear the trunk 
trynna duck 12 cause task really trynna funk 

lil switch for the joog like it’s temu 
i take a bag, send a bop for a kilo 
cop me some pieces, now they want my stilo 
she say she love me for coppin her tito’s

fuck that im a god now 
quick to tell a hoe, “better calm down”
i’m up, they runnin laps wow
might take yo thot, make her scream loud 
hands up come shake it 
heard you a bop, embrace it
treat you like heem, i ain’t chasing 
this dick good, come face it

I like a Puerto Rican bad bitch
Got a fat ass so you know i got clap it
Shy girl, but under the sheets she a savage
If you want some money girl you know we living lavish

Like bitch what the fuck
I’m come into your city, if you’re ready let me know
I don’t wanna talk if you a motherfucking bot
Gotta lot of shit to do, bitch I’m fucking blowing up god damn

fuck that im a god now 
quick to tell a hoe, “better calm down”
i’m up, they runnin laps wow
might take yo thot, make her scream loud 
hands up come shake it 
heard you a bop, embrace it
treat you like heem, i ain’t chasing 
this dick good, come face it

FACE IT

LIFESTYLE

lyrics 

i got a bitch backstage trynna get like me 
hella racks on the floor 
baby go and pick it up 
to the left to the right 
i like girls like a dyke 
she the type to buss date for a right lil price 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it 

drop it down for me 
let me show u where im from 
im mushed 
show u how to get it from a phone 
everytime i drop dick
she gon never leave me alone 
if she meet me backstage 
she ain’t going back home 

hella bands get it out the purse 
i show u what im worth 
ohh your ex did u bad 
that’s cool i do it worse 
she just wanna fuck a player 
cause her baby daddy hurt 
i just do it for the ones who can’t 
now shawty inna hearse 

this shit crazy, scary, spooky 
i done turned many into stars 
off of blessing up guts 
wassup 
tell me where the runts 
once i get high 
she get dick for her lunch 

ohh she boutta bag 
u could tell we like that 
i got it from the streets way before i hit rap 
now i got cash, blues strips on the phone 
like that 
one good play made me a rich dad 

i got a bitch backstage trynna get like me 
hella racks on the floor 
baby go and pick it up 
to the left to the right 
i like girls like a dyke 
she the type to buss date for a right lil price 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it 

I can never fuck around with a broke ass bitch 
imma pull up to the strip 
spend a hunnid on a fit 
black tires on the whip, black miles on a bitch 
money in the club
going crazy for a flick

imma pass out hoe 
got the 40 on my wrist ice cold 
I can never fuck with a bitch i know 
pull up to the meet with the suicide doors
black checkered flag we go 

I got a bad bitch down on her knees
she give me wet mouth 
that hoe she gon fuck around the whole town 
give me mop 
oh my god she be so foul 
but she loves what she does and she knows now 

I got thrax in the whip
we smoke a whole blunt 
I got money by my side but we don’t owe none 
omg i hit a lick 
I hit a homerun 
bang bang bang 99 like im A judge

i got a bitch backstage trynna get like me 
hella racks on the floor 
baby go and pick it up 
to the left to the right 
i like girls like a dyke 
she the type to buss date for a right lil price 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it 
shake some
if you got yams then drop it 
if you got bands then toss it

SHAKE SUM

lyrics 

100 thousand on the table 
yeah i like cheese 
bag getter 
ysl jacket, denim ice cream
i fucked up the cash
that put me in a 6 speed 
bitch i get bands
if u broke go to indeed
always keep a few stacks of the blue strips 
i got it talkin shit 
so the drip stay exclusive 
run up this tab 
shit i might like a nuisance
yeah i’m from the bay 
where the hoes goin stoopid 

always did my own thang and kept it icy 
baby trynna fuck now 
well cool, i’m just pricy
pardon my french if u broke 
then dont like me 
ill rather stack chips wit a rich bitch like me 

where's my pint cause im pourin up a new 4 
i get a lot hoes 
nowadays it’s hard to keep score 
strippers in my dms from oregon to fillmore 
yeah i got bag type shit 
so go and get low 

i could turn a 7 to a 9 and leave her luscious
watch yo chick before i leave the girl blushin 
dick too bomb gone have the hoe cussin 
promise if u let me ill leave the bop gushing 

bands onna whip
hands on me like wow 
i need a blunt and make sure that shit loud 
bands from yo chick
i like how that sound 
dance wit yo chick
legs in the air, wow

100 thousand on the table
yeah i like cheese
bag getter
ysl jacket, denim ice cream
i fucked up the cash
that put me in a 6 speed
bitch i get bands
if u broke go to indeed
always keep a few stacks of the blue strips
i got it talkin shit
so the drip stay exclusive
run up this tab
shit i might like a nuisance
yeah i’m from the bay
where the hoes goin stoopid

Yuh, this hoe so stupid
She told me that she loved me, now she a neuciense
Yuh Everything she saying going right through my brain
Leave me on read that’s when I feel the pain

Baby girl what the fuck do you want
Tell me one thing and the next you are gone
I got lots of demons that are ready to evolve
And you’re making me insane, got my heart in your vault

Girl, tell me what’s up
Everything that’s going through your head is all fucked
And you tell me that you’re busy, when you never pick up
Now lying in my room thinking how I messed up

I got money, I got fame, but I guess that’s not enough
If a bitch ain’t impressed then they leave you in the mud, like
If I’m whipping in a foreign, then I guess that’s not important 
Got a YSL jacket from this money that I’m hoarding

100 thousand on the table
yeah i like cheese
bag getter
ysl jacket, denim ice cream
i fucked up the cash
that put me in a 6 speed
bitch i get bands
if u broke go to indeed
always keep a few stacks of the blue strips
i got it talkin shit
so the drip stay exclusive
run up this tab
shit i might like a nuisance
yeah i’m from the bay
where the hoes goin stoopid

YSL JACKET

lyrics 

get a bag
we switch to double r 
tint the whip and up the chrome 
plenty hoes up on us 
taking pictures 
getting plenty dome
i could never cuff the bop 
the type to tell her throw it back 
shawty brought the yamazon 
okay when you order that?

dance dance dance 
all my hoes are making money moves 
dance dance dance 
on the table 
show me what it do 
dance dance dance 
all my hoes are making money moves 
dance dance dance 
on the table 
show me what it do 

she gone bus it down 
and take a photo for her thread page
i just popped a thizz wit 2 lil hoes 
they givin good face 
baby took her pants off
when i said i don’t hoe chase 
i fuck them on the floor 
like i don’t give a fuck about it 

im mobbin down the city
might just go and cop a new porsche 
anything i want i make a vision 
and a door for it
we dont carry fear 
i just image while you hope for it 
fuck a 9-5 they almost won 
until i woken up 

my new bitch a mage 
who dipped in leather, blood, and magic spells 
fuck what they be talking about 
for this hell u don’t need a bail 
i just do whatever, now im rich 
and i dont give a fuck 
frequency gone tell me everytime 
i need to step it up 

all these rappers trynna b like cutty 
end up crashing out 
if i don’t wanna b your friend 
then nigga what u mad about 
fuck up out my face 
i don’t want friends 
i got enough of those 
and plus you niggas broke 
it’s about the bread 
so whatchu rapping for?

SHOW ME

lyrics 

you could have it your way 
thousand dollar shoes 
i’m from the rose 
we don’t play 
when i pull up onna punk rock 
i slide with hella game 
i’m saucy 
type to get some bad bitch sloppy 
2x

watch yo step cause a real one stompin 
one time for the goth hoes down in ausi 
two times for my old ex who still stalk me 
3 times for the ones who turnt up in this party 

hold up let me shake it up 
cause really this is my year 
biggest in the city 
now vibez be a pioneer 
tell em catch up 
cause ain’t nobody here that i fear 
levels to this shit 
now cutty inna new tier 

had to cop those 
my drip stay exclusive 
dead stock bapes 
20 bands what i walk on 
i attract money 
being broke what i’m not on 
this cup got louie 
add it up, this yo rent huh?

pretty girls like cutty vibez 
they got good taste 
yb in my dms 
i’m flattered 
but i won’t chase 
maybe it’s the dolche
or when i’m on her stereo
you better keep a leash 
cause i’m great with these scenarios

you could have it your way 
thousand dollar shoes 
i’m from the rose 
we don’t play 
when i pull up onna punk rock 
i slide with hella game 
i’m saucy 
type to get some bad bitch sloppy 
2x

i put bitches on they backs when i pull up to atlanta
touch down full designer, no colour like a panda
ice and swishers, hella molly, hella hoes, hella fanta.
i'm on top of all you man, they should put me in the rafters.

yeah my bitch short and yellow like a minion.
sitting shotgun, my camaro worth a million
talk about dame when you talk about billions.
i just get paid i don't care about feelings.

you ain't touchin my food fuck a fanum tax.
if the waiter look pussy, tell him send it back.
i'm a thick white boy look like baymax.
and my bitch real thick got a big ass.

i say inshallah to the big racks.
i'm too blessed to be sad, thats some big facts.
while you crying bout a bitch i be in that.
on some offspring shit imma hit that

you could have it your way 
thousand dollar shoes 
i’m from the rose 
we don’t play 
when i pull up onna punk rock 
i slide with hella game 
i’m saucy 
type to get some bad bitch sloppy 
2x

YOUR WAY

CAR MEET feat. axaero and Grioten (prod. User x axaero)

lyrics 

i been minding my bidness baby 
don’t talk to ppl and my heart impatient 
i hold a spot for your soul to come 
my old approach has been given out 
too many souls are tied to me 
but i just fien your company 
come get it baby 
fuck these hoes 
where she go cause somebody told 
2x

i like the way that she dress 
that’s on me, that’s on me yeah 
i like the way that she smile 
pretty white teeth 
baby got drip wit a peach 
baby got water i’m tryna dip in 
i like her cause she independent 
there’s difference between girls and women 
i love the streets but a home is different

i don’t mean sound difficult 
i want you now even when we old 
took the time to be open minded 
my parents did it and i want to try it 
what a time to find love again 
when everyone is scared to try it 
let’s be honest 
shit be worse 
imagine dying without feeling hurt 

but that just means u got a heart of gold 
if i had option to who i owe
prolly b the most recent ex 
cause she ain’t had to go thru all the shit i owned 
bad behaviors, lost emotions, a fiend for lust 
and my list so long 
i prayed to god and discovered answers 
cut it off like these vices cancer

WHERE SHE GO

Lyrics~
Off the jump
Wassup
I run it up
Hold up
He outta luck
A mutt
I light him up
He done
Who gives a fuck
Not us
The rebels won
On top
I smoke his pack 
For fun
His homie gone
So what 

Off the jump
Wassup
I run it up
Hold up
He outta luck
A mutt
I light him up
He done
Who gives a fuck
Not us
The rebels won
On top
I smoke his pack 
For fun
His homie gone
So what 

Fuck you talking bout we do it different from the southside
Man of my fucking word I aint got time for sidelines
Kick her to curb then Im moving to the next
Side
Bitch keep it moving ion really fuck with time ticks

I make my bands no shit
Man yous a fan on dick
Go chase bag broke bitch
You sucking dick hoe shit
Im on that new wave bitch
Cant ever replicate this
That hollow give a death kiss
Should of shut them damn lips yeah

Time ticking losing life by the fucking minute
Bleeding hella puddles on the curb for the sinning
Walk into the dark can not even see a shimmer
Watch yo body breakdown let it fucking wither

Looking north west east Im the hardest from the south
And these other motherfuckas move they fucking mouth for clout
I could never understand better find a different route
Snooping all up in my bidness finna clip yo fucking snout

Im sick of sucka shit
You hella counterfiet
And you is a hypocrite 
There aint no doubting it
Yeah fuck boy is a clown
He never live it down
He better simmer down
Or his body never found yeah

Off the jump
Wassup
I run it up
Hold up
He outta luck
A mutt
I light him up
He done
Who gives a fuck
Not us
The rebels won
On top
I smoke his pack 
For fun
His homie gone
So what 

Off the jump
Wassup
I run it up
Hold up
He outta luck
A mutt
I light him up
He done
Who gives a fuck
Not us
The rebels won
On top
I smoke his pack 
For fun
His homie gone
So what

OFFTHEJUMP

CLXUDA (IG:@clxuda05)

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