333 (feat. nhelson) [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)

trippin feat. eryxse (prod. cyfal)

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

I just ran the numbers up yeah with ease hoe
In a 2 door and I'm with a freak hoe
Shawty wanna fuck yeah she say I got cheat codes
I'm with my amigos, just trynna achieve goals
Why you wasting my time? Wasting my time
Baby you know that this time ain't free tho
Diamonds they shine, yeah these diamonds they shine
Yeah these diamonds they shine do you see those?

birthstones on my neck 
we got em for a reason 
i might just trade my lil demon 
for another beamer
watch me pull up on the jeweler 
cop a couple of pieces 
ima star wit a bag and now she really see it 

rosé, double down on this baccarat
back that wit a couple thousand
this a 9 hand
i can’t understand ppl who ain’t got plans
who would i be now if i never took the risk then? 

big ass house full of hoes 
got em pissed off 
why would i get married 
when we could see that you got ripped off
bitches come and go like it’s a reel or a tiktok 
so ima slang this dick up on these hoes 
until my heart stops 

you could check the score 
numbers up and now they trynna clone 
yo boyfriend tryna be like me 
because u never leave me alone 
ima b outside waiting for you 
tell him that you home
you and i know this ain’t right 
but this is all we know

cheat codes! (PROD. BY QRYSTRAL & USER)

lyrics

Tú me llamaste
Me dijiste que querías hacerlo de nuevo en el baile

Que saliéramos un día de estos, mami solo caile 
Lo único que yo quiero es no volver a enamorarme
(Donde están las mujeres soleteras)

Mami eres traicionera 
Que la trate de maneras que ella solo quiera
Que la ponga contra el muro, ay dios que loquera (dámelo)
Dime flaca si a ti te gusta perrear
Dime flaca, quiere que te trate mal?
Dímelo ma, dímelo, ma
Mami dale duro
(Ay papi)

Quiere que la agarre y la lleve a donde quiera (wooh)
Vente y conozcámonos con toda la bellakera 
Ese booty que tú tiene mucha babys lo quisieran

Como ella se mueve se nota que es extranjera 
Cinturita de modelo se nota que es brasileña
Las cositas que me dice, dudo que sean sinceras
Luego, luego se te nota que ya estás soltera 

Ouu, mami dale ponte, bellaquita me salió la niña desde el norte
Ouu, quiere que le compre, uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, que le ponga

Ouu, ouu, un reggaeton bien sucio mami
A mi me gusta como bailas mami
Hipnotízame, hipnotízame

Ella me capturó con su mirada, ya no se que hacer
Que la ponga de rodillas y no es para decir amén
Que la amarre también, que filme también 
(Y al final de todo se lo quería mandar a él, no mames)

Mami si que eres traicionera
Que la trate de maneras que ella quiera 
Que la ponga contra el muro, que loquera 
Mami, está bien buena, ay dios que loquera 
Ella, ella, ella, si que es traicionera

Ella quiere que le cante 
Lo que le gustó fue el flow de vibez,
ya tu sabe 
Que no ronco mucho, pero soy interesante
Yo soy de la calle
si le quire pongo wante 

Baby yo no tengo corazón como antes
En el meñique, cara feliz con diamantes
Ella bien linda, no ay ninguna que la pase
puede ser que contigo yo me case

te quiero al frente e mi en pose
dale becho de 7 a 11
ella no te quire 
pero conmigo si la rompe 
sí tienes cash 
tengo otra que te presto 

no hay dios en el club, pura diablas 
si no tienes feria yo no creo que lo aguantas
pasa me el blunt estoy bien grafa con el zaza
cuándo me escucha le sale pura agua

Mami eres traicionera 
Que la trate de maneras que ella solo quiera
Que la ponga contra el muro, ay dios que loquera (dámelo)
Dime flaca si a ti te gusta perrear
Dime flaca, quiere que te trate mal?
Dímelo ma, dímelo, ma
Mami dale duro

TRAICIONERA

lyrics

dont you hear my angels callin?
girl don’t take my heart away 
i feel like we due something big 
so is it you or I?
off a script i’m poppin 539s 
until i’m dozing off
she call my phone 
i bag the hoe 
she dancing like an animal
2x

i feel like im taking off 
but this time there’s gone b a cost 
maybe whatchu needed was someone 
who always say he wrong 
u just want somebody u could push around 
and so do i 
baby ima player from the stars 
they say im borderline 

cannot say im manic tho 
did i miss my antidote?
stuck in this lil episode 
doctors say im handsome tho 
fuck it ima cannibal
i treat these beats like hannibal 
psychedelic dreams 
i’m off a thizz, my money indigo 

i’m sauced up 
baby do you get the picture? 
he washed up 
we all play wit different figures 
i bossed up 
colored money, fancy dinners 
a tom tux 
perfect way to hide a sinner

dont you hear my angels callin?
girl don’t take my heart away 
i feel like we due something big 
so is it you or I?
off a script i’m poppin 539s 
until i’m dozing off
she call my phone 
i bag the hoe 
she dancing like an animal
2x

I tried and tried
You lied again
Last piece had of me died again
Most of these remedies I never did
Talk to myself because life is a bitch
Sit the on the curb and I think about how could this happen to me which
Way should I be taking thats good for me 
But smoke in the mirrors is all I see

I admit it shit was unexpected who gives a fuck
Im the only one who end up on that bed when time is up
Me, myself, and I thats everything that I will ever trust
Detached from the fucking facts adjusting yeah I had enough

Blinded by the lies 
Love at first sight
Covered all the signs
And part of my mind
Thought about giving it time
And giving it time to change
Yeah that was a waste
You stuck in yo ways
The end of the day
And nothing will change
U bounded by faith
U thinking u right
You outta yo mind
Im wishing you well and hoping you fine

Angels been calling my name
The end of the day my body breakdown
Start a decay inside of my grave
Unsettling images I potray inside of yo brain

Time ticking got me going insane 
Blackout got me skipping the day
All red I guess Im seeing the way
Got me fucked up I cannot be saved

dont you hear my angels callin?
girl don’t take my heart away 
i feel like we due something big 
so is it you or I?
off a script i’m poppin 539s 
until i’m dozing off
she call my phone 
i bag the hoe 
she dancing like an animal
2x


ANGELS CALLIN

slevpy808 x $at.urn - I KNOW

KROSSES

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
catch me runnin w my blick 
cuz dallas traffic got me pissed
i wave this burner
rezzy potter, doin magic w that stick
im totin missiles by the fistful
never low on ammunition 
throwin dick up in that bitch 
and throwin opponents in them ditches
hella wicked 

yea they call me young takeshi w it
altered carbon, thats a great watch
yall should probably call the tech support 
i got a fucker laggin from a faceshot
here to bomb em w a rocket launcher 
probably caught his brother w a nade shot
rockin a gun w a tank top
walkin em down now my face hot 

told her shake it, but dont break it 
hollup baby, they know
fuck the fake and fuck a lane
im tryna shake the table
hunnid rounds, i got it stuffed up in my britches
hunt him down, if someone saw it 
then we comin for the witness

got my glock im crossin them state lines 
bullet float, it got hangtime 
stunna flow and that bass line 
got my dobbie throwin up gang signs
i dont fuck around, im no hero
got folks absorbing my steelo
RIP metalface 
im on to better places w a cult to go w my ego

ANGELS CALLIN

CUTTY VIBEZ

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