DEAD TILL THE DROP PROD CXO

i dont support this nigga at all
i named the song this because of a bar i said
prayers to celestes family, may d4vd end up under hell
rest in peace celeste 
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Why am I so silly
Bitch I’m on my faze shit
Make her do 360
You so broke jus face it
You cant get up wit me
Yes I wake up so sedated
Yes I’m hella faded
X rated
X rated
Yea we got hella guns pussy
Chop em up like d4vd
So much green I’m jaded 
Told my mom I made it
Cuz I’m the shit like Jaydes bitch
Except ian stab my bae bitch

Vetements on my sweater
Lil bitch I say fuck the weather
She throw Kirk make me feel better
SRT red key seats leather
Yo squad a joke I call Heath Ledger
Yes I got bout 10 hoes tethered
Check they page I’m on they header
Slim thick Blasian hoe so bad
I just popped a tag do the dash I cant get last
I just popped a tag do the dash I cant get last
While I’m steady countin cash you dickridin like a f-
Swear these niggas fake they swag ion want nun to do wit dat
But I love you so bad slatt
He want his lil hoe back but I already had that
If I catch dat bitch ass nigga spade on my block I blow his brains out gruesomely
You got draco, I got rocket bitch you better back back

Why am I so silly
Bitch I’m on my faze shit
Make her do 360
You so broke jus face it
You cant get up wit me
Yes I wake up so sedated
Yes I’m hella faded
X rated
X rated
Yea we got hella guns pussy
Chop em up like d4vd
So much green I’m jaded 
Told my mom I made it
Cuz I’m the shit like Jaydes bitch
Except ian stab my bae bitch

D4VD (stacculaa)

Im number one and you three
Indica, no I can’t breathe
She bad as fuck, I see it
But I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me

So much checks I cannot even think
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Told dat bitch to hold my za
On yo block, why you gone?
Get you robbed then make a song
Do em wrong, do em wrong 
Cry about it to yo mom
Wake up to head, head
I do not need an alarm
Guala baby yeah, guala baby ye-
Money spread my arm
No you can’t take my hoe
You sweet you lucky charms
I jus push the whip and go
Maybe thats why I got 5 stars

Can you feel the bass?
Yes I feel the bass
Got stacc tat on her face
Guess she fw me like she say
You wanna die? Then I got drac
I see blues all in my veins
And different color in my drank
Drank, drank d-d-drank, drank, drank
Huh, mom ask why I smell like weed
Told her “It’s in my genes”
Backspace, I clear the scene, scene
Who the one running dis shit? Me
Who the one taking yo bitch? Me
Who the one hittin them licks? Me
Heh, you gotta be shittin me
Im number one and you three
Indica, no I can’t breathe
She bad as fuck, I see it
But I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me
I need nobody other than me

So much checks I cannot even think
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Told dat bitch to hold my za
On yo block, why you gone?
Get you robbed then make a song
Do em wrong, do em wrong 
Cry about it to yo mom
Wake up to head, head
I do not need an alarm
Guala baby yeah, guala baby ye-
Money spread my arm
No you can’t take my hoe
You sweet you lucky charms
I jus push the whip and go
Maybe thats why I got 5 stars

life of the party (georgie)

stacculaa

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