LIGHT A SPLIFF w/ LOAT! (prod. DA)

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~
I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

Thats just my life
I roll the dice
And try to be alive by night
I cant decide
Whats wrong, whats right
So I keep my blick to pick one side

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

I jump up in this new whip, my brutha hit a new lick
Stop with these threats, you do not rep
that fuck boy aint gon' do shit

Hide through facades
You fake and you covered in lies
You bitch made all in yo eyes
Like Makaveli bitches come with me
She fucking with us she for the whole damn team
Like me and J don't ever keep shit sweet
So open the doors finna bring the heat
And we upping the game finna keep it P
She saying my name and I like this C

L X to the U D A
And I ride around town with a brand new bae
She like my sound she sweet like Crème brûlée
Keep my checks in line, keep it straight uh huh
Down in japan we doing it right
くそたれ motherfuckas can die
Yo numbers Im finna fucking minimize
And tally the deficit cuz I want my

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

Thats just my life
I roll the dice
And try to be alive by night
I cant decide
Whats wrong, whats right
So I keep my blick to pick one side

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

I jump up in this new whip, my brutha hit a new lick
Stop with these threats, you do not rep
that fuck boy aint gon' do shit

CLXUDA X JASWED - Whats the deal (prod.Cyfal & prod.imtoofuego)

lyrics

I can't fuck with no cheap hoe
Imma rich bitch with a cheat code
Shawty wanna fuck, tell her deepthroat
Throw that shit back like a freethrow
I can't fuck with no cheap hoe
Imma rich bitch with a cheat code
Shawty wanna fuck, tell her deepthroat
Throw that shit back like a freethrow

don’t stop, i ain’t ever switching till the bros pops 
we b running plays on this rooftop 
we b taking bitchs from these punk rocks 
fuck they talkin about im sayin
don’t stop, i ain’t ever switching till the bros pops 
we b running plays on this rooftop 
we b taking bitchs from these punk rocks 
fuck they talkin about im sayin

Saying don't stop, can't stop, living luxurious
100 round clip, cause the bitches be furious
Riding round' town, like damn this shit glorious
Run it, run it up, cause the scene be notorious
And I won't stop, till the day that I die
You can talk shit, ion think they be trying
Cause I'm off it, tryna outdo myself and my profits
Imma realize my vision like I'm a prophet

tell that bitch we moving to the hills 
i’m tuckin switches on my momma 
swear they trynna drill 
no kizzy after gouda off this bombay 
i roll the za inna bez on the highway 

i just booked a trip to france 
where the snailys at 
if the bitch about no money 
ima call it wraps 
no bap ima thug, we don’t get attached 
i heard she cheated on you 
and you still took her back 

i’m a god i don’t hang around these fuck niggas 
i fuck wit real niggas, pimp niggas, mark killas
i seen nigga diss me, boy u dumb as fuck 
i took yo bitch wit 1 like and now she trynna fuck 

it’s the valentino vampire 
she won’t regret it 
i got a spyder on my chain 
this the real pendant 
the way im flossing on these niggas 
should of been a dentist 
if i pull up wit a gem, know it’s never rented

I can't fuck with no cheap hoe
Imma rich bitch with a cheat code
Shawty wanna fuck, tell her deepthroat
Throw that shit back like a freethrow
I can't fuck with no cheap hoe
Imma rich bitch with a cheat code
Shawty wanna fuck, tell her deepthroat
Throw that shit back like a freethrow

don’t stop, i ain’t ever switching till the bros pops 
we b running plays on this rooftop 
we b taking bitchs from these punk rocks 
fuck they talkin about im sayin
don’t stop, i ain’t ever switching till the bros pops 
we b running plays on this rooftop 
we b taking bitchs from these punk rocks 
fuck they talkin about im sayin

DONT STOP

make it rain all blood when i walk in the club
vampire slayer seen me carved out the rust
push a pussy boy down put yo hands in the dust
so poor no bands you don’t profit enough
i can feel the skin on my face goin numb
is it life is it death i been caught in a cusp
never switch sides come alive in the dusk
im entranced to the flame when i spark my blunt

cus i gotta get high
i get high
you could throw signs
it’s all lies
boy you aint gang
you not tied
and yo phone so dry, popeyes
now i gotta keep a 9 when i come outside
i could lose my life if i close my eyes
opps don’t blink better bottle that pride
i could run your shit boy just bag my fries

i can’t trust a soul
got a barbed wire fence
i drew lines in the snow, do a ritual again
like a sad song, i could crash the event
i would rather be alone
than be with a fake bitch
ride with the demons or play with the gods
i got bags in the back i’m tryna sneak thru the front
smokes in the sky til you can’t see the sun
im a devil in the night with the wings uncut

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

You not in the family boy you not made 
cut the head off anything living that got fangs 
Oh yeah we got a problem Jake, I hate snakes
Why you moving federal? 
I’m bouta put a case on ya 
Cut his heart out and beat it in his face
Imma fuck his bitch hardstyle
Clap her with some bass
She trynna hold down on me, want my baby in her
Keep that metal on me like I’m Blade 
A slayer, is what I was born 
Want debate? 
Step into my den 
All these men turn to mice opposin my pen
When the metal go down, my trap make a sound and crush you 
We airing it out if you won’t come out to buck up
A lot of motherfuckers want me dead right now 
Road to west 
You won’t step you need to lay your ass down 
forever 

Blood sucka
Draped in pink 
I won’t stop to think 
I won’t stop to wonder
Nothing bouta ya 
I can tell you bluffin bout your past baby 
It wasn’t him 
You’ve killed before and I won’t be your last baby
I’m lying if I ever said I’ve slept because i

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

loat! x nikko - vampire slayer (prod. cyfal)

JOB APPLICATION FT. SLMDNK! (PROD. SAURXN)

Blue Pill (prod. -Prey)

lyrics 

let me see what them yams like baby 
i like hundreds on the floor 
im not the type to go save her 
hella bands, good credit
im what a broke bitch fiends 
but my eyes on the check 
on citas yadamean?
aye
hella bands fasho 
hella bands fashezi
i like my bitches slim thick who be out my city 
i done tore down yo block inna old school 50 
im just a neck breaker baby 
who b sauced and pretty 

3 white hoes 
i’m back fasho 
in my bag like trolli 
don’t be sour hoe 
i got a booth full of za 
wit some platinum flows 
she wanna chill wit the mob 
let the truth be told 

we outside 
springtime i’m copping more pieces 
why would i respond to broke niggas 
get decent
fear of god hoodies wit a lv backpack 
back back if u can’t show me no dub stack 

alo my bitch cause her face card worth it 
when i stepped into her life 
is when she finally got purpose 
im worth it 
this type of game u can’t purchase 
i could see why yo ex man got nervous 

look bitch
put me inna zoovie 
u know i came from the jets 
where its spooky 
but now im up wit the pros not the rookies 
so everything nowadays is brand newkie

let me see what them yams like baby 
i like hundreds on the floor 
im not the type to go save her 
hella bands, good credit
im what a broke bitch fiends 
but my eyes on the check 
on citas yadamean?
aye
hella bands fasho 
hella bands fashezi
i like my bitches slim thick who be out my city 
i done tore down yo block inna old school 50 
im just a neck breaker baby 
who b sauced and pretty 

u ain’t ever met a mf like me
always on her mind and she always on her knees
taking all my time and i’m breaking every piece
like lil peep i was prolly thinking bout cheese

not the type to get caught in a rat trap
i keep a luna in my hello kitty back pack
i got a shooter on the rooftop cap that
and i ain’t even 21 no black jack

i got hoes on hoes
no clothes good blow
when we down in the sin city
anything goes
you ain’t ever seen ten bands in your life
when i die i’ll be pecking out your eyes as a crow

nut on her lips shawty speak for the kids
i cannot rest til the president dead
lead to the head when they drop that list
only one king lives when u play like chess

let me see what them yams like baby 
i like hundreds on the floor 
im not the type to go save her 
hella bands, good credit
im what a broke bitch fiends 
but my eyes on the check 
on citas yadamean?
aye
hella bands fasho 
hella bands fashezi
i like my bitches slim thick who be out my city 
i done tore down yo block inna old school 50 
im just a neck breaker baby 
who b sauced and pretty

ON CITAS

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CLXUDA X JASWED - Whats the deal (prod.Cyfal & prod.imtoofuego)

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