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C4MM ft. Eryxse & Nightlock - BAD BITCH!

[LYRICS]
I want cash
Go and put it in the bag
Rolling down the windows
Do a hit and do the dash

We go fast we go fast
I'll go first and you go last
Blue bands on these dollars
I'm in the whip and I might crash, like

I want the thrill
I'm making it for the pape'
You want fame, but failing
We different, let's get that straight

You be flaking you fake
If shit be giving I'll take
Yeah we could talk about the numbers
'Bout the money I make,

I want cash
Go and put it in the bag
Rolling down the windows
Do a hit and do the dash

We go fast we go fast
I'll go first and you go last
Blue bands on these dollars
I'm in the whip and I might crash, like

I want the thrill
I'm making it for the pape'
You want fame, but failing
We different, let's get that straight

You be flaking you fake
If shit be giving I'll take
Yeah we could talk about the numbers
'Bout the money I make,

Ayy, cruising down the block
These tires they looking clean
Leaving with yo bitch
We moving up out the scene

Ayy, she be goin' dummy
Yo shorty be off a bean
Said we pop too many perkies
Don't even think I can see

Double vision make me crazy
I'm all up hallucinating
She let me sign her tits
She wanna go be my lady, uh

Boutta black out
Memory erasing
The Molly inside my vodka
Go faster like why you hating

I be up in cloud 9
Got hundreds up in my whip
Gotta let the gang eat
They riding until we lit

Why you hating on my songs
You thinking I give a shit
I be basking in my money
She wanna go take a flick

But I be way too interposed
To give a fuck 'bout a bitch
Too much on my plate
Now I'm eating, I'm hella rich

And we got here with gang
Yeah they supported the vis
Said go and get another plate
Yo bitch she blowing a kiss

I want cash
Go and put it in the bag
Rolling down the windows
Do a hit and do the dash

We go fast we go fast
I'll go first and you go last
Blue bands on these dollars
I'm in the whip and I might crash, like

I want the thrill
I'm making it for the pape'
You want fame, but failing
We different, let's get that straight

You be flaking you fake
If shit be giving I'll take
Yeah we could talk about the numbers
'Bout the money I make,

I want cash
Go and put it in the bag
Rolling down the windows
Do a hit and do the dash

We go fast we go fast
I'll go first and you go last
Blue bands on these dollars
I'm in the whip and I might crash, like

I want the thrill
I'm making it for the pape'
You want fame, but failing
We different, let's get that straight

You be flaking you fake
If shit be giving I'll take
Yeah we could talk about the numbers
'Bout the money I make,

cash [prod. qrystral]

lyrics 

speed it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
toot it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
x2

only bad hoes fuck wit my taste 
she a bad one 
oooweee get replaced 
i’m an asshole 
the type she gone taste  
i leave her scarred up 
to triple my 8s 
look

a couple thousand off distro 
i’m paid 
hella ks in the whip 
i’m too fast for a race 
if a shnerd talk mainey 
i got a switch for a face 
send a bitch for a play 
dumb zigga finna pay 

i got lots nd lots nd lots of dough
when u move like a god  
u get lots of hoes 
she wanna take my soul 
like i ain’t die before 
maybe that’s y i’m on 
cause morning star took on 

let’s get it back on 13 
drop it down quick for me 
a nice sip of this patron 
bring rest out for me 
i like when i’m fucked up 
wit a geek bar near me 
if i need to bounce back 
pop the yerb right to me aye 

speed it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
toot it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
x2

i can’t fuck with no hoe if she average 
she be wearing make up with the filter 
she a catfish
give a fuck if it’s real or if it’s plastic 
pick it up and drop it back down if you a bad bitch 

judge (aye) 
can I milly rock?
cuzz this baddie wit a fattie tryna yike it on the cock
she tryna see the fit, she wanna eat the dick 
i ask her if she serious
she said “I plead the 5th”

don’t pull up to the club if you frontin
Im tryna see some ass and some pussy and titties poppin buttons
If you barely moving hips then you stunned
I’ma get the lube, make it move, and I’ll bust it wide open 
and I roll

bitch cause the squad gone smoke 
and i pour the good liquor down your mf throat
see the dick girl go nd ride it like a bike bitch 
buss it down low to the floor 
baby yike it

speed it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
toot it up 
drop it down 
bitch yike it 
yike it yike it yike it yike it 
x2

YIKE IT - CUTTY VIBEZ X SLEVPY808 (PROD BY QRYSTRAL)

prod. jxyln

bitch don't talk on me i'm bout to blow.
i ride round in my city making hits and smoking dope.
i'm pretty like a girl, it's hard to find me all alone.
i can stand on business, y'all be cappin issa joke.

rari or the benz or the wraith, kay the rolls.
they say i'm magnetic, firin shots from the poles.
y'all ain't opposition, y'all just act like some hoes.
and i got way too many, i just keep me two phones.

pull up to the bay and my camaro sing
i got choppers, i got thots, i got what you need.
pretty white boy, sold em love and now i'm chasing dreams.
my bitch electric in the six we off a senzu bean.

yeah my racks on double ds, stay in the big chest.
i got bitches tryna fuck me while i'm makin' bands.
damie-yhun spin these hoes like a pirouette.
damier all on the louie for the pretty bitch

i be posted in LA she tryna feel my body
her ex ain't bench enough, the reason i done nicked his shawty.
so getcho money up, these racks i got on playboi carti.
cause she ain't game to fuck you no more now she in my lobby

and in her presence i feel like i'm gonna hit forever.
it's like the fetty that i get just made my whole life better
these rappers wack, they scared to press me, they ain't want the pressure
this JDM i'm bout to ride in out of twisted metal.

STAND ON BUSINESS

TRAP PHONE prod. qrystral

SUPER SONIC FREESTYLE (PROD. ACCULBED)

It's a new day, bitch I'm tryna make some money
You can see me in the valley, countin' up these hunneds
I took my bitch out of America to see she love me
They can't replicate my sound, I see em try, it's funny
Bitches on me, bitches on me, bitches on me, now
I can't take my phone off silent when I'm walkin' round
Only hoe that I respect, the one that hold me down
My girl say I'm her favourite, she show me with her mouth

In Newcastle, born and bred, I'll never leave the cold
Used to dream bout California til I got my dough
I found myself, in my city, copped myself a home
I'm bout to settle down, make hits until my neck is gold
I said one day I'd be too rich, the work I put in showing
The empire in the making still but cash be flowing
I left my job in a Camaro, shit sound like a boeing
This pretty boy swag reason Dame Margera glowing
This city boy flow reason Dame Margera paid
I still say Ion know when they ask how I ain't got fame
I pull up on em, swing a left right they gon' catch a fade
I killed the narcissist inside me had to end my pain

It's a new day, bitch I'm tryna make some money
You can see me in the valley, countin' up these hunneds
I took my bitch out of America to see she love me
They can't replicate my sound, I see em try, it's funny
Bitches on me, bitches on me, bitches on me, now
I can't take my phone off silent when I'm walkin' round
Only hoe that I respect, the one that hold me down
My girl say I'm her favourite, she show me with her mouth
It's a new day, bitch I'm tryna make some money
You can see me in the valley, countin' up these hunneds
I took my bitch out of America to see she love me
They can't replicate my sound, I see em try, it's funny
Bitches on me, bitches on me, bitches on me, now
I can't take my phone off silent when I'm walkin' round
Only hoe that I respect, the one that hold me down
My girl say I'm her favourite, she show me with her mouth

NEW DAY (prod. qrystral)

LIFESTYLE

Lyrics: 

Yeah
Yeah 
Yeah

Cuz that boy a fighter
Hard times, up late
Spinning the block
Lighting up tires 

.45 on the dash
I’m counting the cash from all of my buyers 
(Uh)
No I can’t relate to none of you hoes wearing them wires
If I catch you broad day,
Just know I don’t play
I’m not leaving survivors 

Yeah you got me fucked up if you thinking you smoking with me,
Puffing on this father pack,
Yeah we smoking OG
Limitless from any range, 
Curry from the 3,
You know I’m not stopping this music I’m dropping until I’m up on the marquee.


Glock
Slide
Chillin with this .45
Cop 
Lights
Guess somebody gonna die 
When i 
Roll
The dice
Money on my mind
Man the time
It flies
When you tryna get by
(Ok)

Glock
Slide
Chillin with this .45
Cop 
Lights
Guess somebody gonna die 
When i 
Roll
The dice
Money on my mind
Man the time
It flies
When you tryna get by

Yeah
Yeah 
Yeah
That shit on my mind 
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Cuz that boy a fighter
Hard times, up late
Spinning the block
Lighting up tires 

.45 on the dash
I’m counting the cash from all of my buyers 
(Uh)
No I can’t relate to none of you hoes wearing them wires
If I catch you broad day
Just know I don’t play
I’m not leaving survivors

POSTED UP

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