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- lyrics -
shorty wanting love
cause the bands on blue
got two bad thots
thing 1 thing 2
keep the cat in the hat
and the glock in the true
she a bad lil hoe
but her friends bad too
ima hit it then i dip
get the bag like chips
pockets obese
so the bands don't fit
louis v on the belt
but the pants gon slip
aint trippin on a bitch
but her ex man did

knew he was a hoe
cause he stay on my dick
keep a chop in the whip
right next to the stick
buzzin on a bitch
cause i know im finna hit
she gon hit my line
bumboi type shit
shorty hit my phone like
baby what it do
hope u tell me
cause im tryna come thru
can't fuck w a bitch
if she only bout blue
been known she a thot
n she been through the crew

bitch I pull up park the whip
I cock the slide and up the nine
fuck u talking bout pressing me
grab a pick and get a iron
if its murder we gon
shh shh
who that did the crime
all they do is post pictures
caption @ us all the time
got these bands in the coupe
thang 1 thang 2
bad thot suck dick
and she swallow nut too
keep the fye on deck
but he never pulling through
ima beat a pussy ass
record it
post it on the news
see im always with the action
get to work
then get to clapping
buy my shooters automatic
so they shoot shit like the magic
fuck yo main that bitch is average
all my women super valid
yo lil boyfriend don't want static
burn his crib like sticks to matches
we gon pull up rick ross
now my pockets obese 
if that boy want a feat
he gon needa get a lease
if he say that he kill me
he could show shoot the piece at least
he could show shoot the piece at

shorty wanting love
cause the bands on blue
got two bad thots
thing 1 thing 2
keep the cat in the hat
and the glock in the true
she a bad lil hoe
but her friends bad too
ima hit it then i dip
get the bag like chips
pockets obese
so the bands don't fit
louis v on the belt
but the pants gon slip
aint trippin on a bitch
but her ex man did

666swish x eryxse - thing 1 thing 2

Nhelson x Slevpy - not in the mood (prod. cyfal)

I been ridin' round town 💨

Lyrics:
Yeah, ay, ay, ay
Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

I feel you won’t last when these shots come by 
Keep playing with your life, you finna float like Mike 
Ray Charles when you speak, cause it’s never on sight
But really why you talkin’, when we not the same height?
Look, first things first, they can all get that work
I got a beam and a switch locked in, this might hurt 
Fuck a tombstone, I put his birthday on a shirt
Look, bitch I’m so sick, my sneeze on your hearse
Everytime I step out, someone girlfriend jockin'
Pull up to my show, that’s where I got them flocking
The way we sell out, hell naw we ain’t stoppin' 
And niggas ain’t simping, yo bitch took us shopping 
I'm a five star pimp, like a pimp named slickback
How you love that, when she out here getting dick slapped
She be going crazy everytime I pull this phone out 
And that’s why I can’t trust these hoes, cause look what yours about 

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

POST UP! (w. Cutty Vibez)

said i’m bitch i’m turnt up 
drop bands on a benz truck 
lil bitch got yams huh 
type to make her dance huh 
my new whip go faster 
if shawty broke i won’t answer 
x2 

hands up bands up 
baby got her hands stuffed 
i b off the strong 
real za flavored ice cream 
she b lookin for a player 
and cutty what hoes need 
bad bitches don’t want love 
they want more d 

i’m the type to pull up wit a bag 
cause i’m about one 
knocks on the phone 
talkin bout, can i cop one? 
ima need bill 
no less so get yo funds up 
when bitches don’t got it 
i be like u wanna sell some? 

iced out slugs when i smile 
i can’t see face 
ima need a table wit that dark 
so i can think straight 
he chase, i don’t 
now u see the difference 
broke niggas can’t fuck wit my vision 

i’m in the v12 pushing till it redline 
might just meet paul the way the lamb steady walking 
we ain’t jawsin, i just love to stomp shit 
look when i’m gone put that thizz in my top ten

ICE CREAM PROD BY CUTTY VIBEZ

SO MEAN! (purge!, th3 kxd)

lyrics

Bitch, I got this white gold all up on my chain
Yo bitch gon' shake it, why you tight for?
Fuckin' on your bitch, I'm 'boutta break it
Heard that boy be talkin' crazy on the net, we leave his crib vacant
Bitch, I got like hundred clips up on my waist, I'm 'boutta fuckin' spray it
'Boutta fuckin' pull up and make him bleed all up on his fuckin' carpet, yeah
Yo bitch, she on her knees, she buss it down, she 'boutta gawk it
Yeah, this money come, I go right to the bank and I deposit
Yo bitch lookin' at my fuckin' wrist, I think she want it

Pull up on that boy, we stomp him out like Denji, it's demonic
Yeah, the way I get that bitch wet, you would think she off hypnotic
Yeah, I'm sippin' on that tonic, I'm smokin' on that chronic
If she bein' extra, I'ma chew her, how ironic
I'ma give her ruler dick, if I cheat, I plead the 5th
I'ma paint her with my kids, tell that hoe to make a wish
They know I be on that shit, when I'm bored, I knock a bitch
I heard he talkin' hella crazy, might just hit him with the stick

Bitch, I got this white gold all up on my chain
Yo bitch gon' shake it, why you tight for
Fuckin' on your bitch, I'm 'boutta break it
Heard that boy be talkin' crazy on the net, we leave his crib vacant
Bitch, I got like hundred clips up on my waist, I'm 'boutta fuckin' spray it
'Boutta fuckin' pull up and make him bleed all up on his fuckin' carpet, yeah
Yo bitch, she on her knees, she buss it down, she 'boutta gawk it
Yeah, this money come, I go right to the bank and I deposit
Yo bitch lookin' at my fuckin' wrist, I think she want it

These diamonds on a different palette
I’m rich, you can’t understand it
Takin' trips across the ocean
Wit' slime, got mills on potion
She the type to switch up on ya
Okay, bitch, buss it open
New dime said she want a photo
In a foreign, tint the four-door
My fit 'bout a hundred bands
I spend a brick and bless a fan
These vibes up on a high demand
We switchin' lanes in murdered Vettes
Yeah, I get hella checks
Yeah, I get hella neck
Yeah, she say I’m the best
Well fuck it, treat her like the rest
Bitch, I got this white gold for the slugs
And birthstones on the settings
Takin' trips, my passport got more stamps
Than any UPS
Swervin', hit the two-step in the Porsche
I push in Saint Laurent
Hit the club and walk out with your bitch
I do what I want

Bitch, I got this white gold all up on my chain
Yo bitch gon' shake it, why you tight for?
Fuckin' on your bitch, I'm 'boutta break it
Heard that boy be talkin' crazy on the net, we leave his crib vacant
Bitch, I got like hundred clips up on my waist, I'm 'boutta fuckin' spray it
'Boutta fuckin' pull up and make him bleed all up on his fuckin' carpet, yeah
Yo bitch, she on her knees, she buss it down, she 'boutta gawk it
Yeah, this money come, I go right to the bank and I deposit
Yo bitch lookin' at my fuckin' wrist, I think she want it

WHITE GOLD - XATASHI X CUTTY VIBEZ

lyrics

your eyes say it all
despite from your flaws
i can’t blame us
don’t want no missed calls
when i fuck up
you prove me i’m wrong
when you fuck up
i tend to more broads

no strings here
so quick to rip fabrics
take my time
don’t want you that damaged
love don’t miss a soul
nd we have it
maybe we scared its some we could manage

you fien attention
babe so do i
when im not around
you out wit that guy
when you not around
im out wit some wife
attached, we don’t fight
a flic we might like

the moon look full
i guess it’s our turn
been a few weeks
i guess we won’t learn
trust no soul
but act like we’ve earned
a piece of our lives
till someone get hurt

but that’s not part of us and our story
when we not around the rest
we feel glory
like it’s meant to be with no worry
both met damaged
that’s a fucked story

i can understand both sides like a theater
is this what shakespeare meant in act 1
is this what love looks like when its done
cause one wrong move may end all this fun

MY FAVORITE LIAR

CUTTY VIBEZ