Stuck N Traffic Ft. Kris Valentine (prod. nikita)

Lyrics :

okay deezy you gotta chill
cuz every track you make yea you kill

omg are you real 
 everyime you speak you get me thrilled 


i be goin in just to fuck shit up 
come out feeling like a thousand buncks 
yo bitch wanna chill she wanna cuddle up 
kick her to the curb after i get my nut 
fuck yo feelings bitch 
save that for yo mans 
i aint part of you i aint part of the plan 
everytime i smoke a blunt 
watch my do my dance 
Feel like Benzema  
scoring all these goals 
up in France


okay deezy you gotta chill
cuz every track you make yea you kill

omg are you real 
 everyime you speak you get me thrilled

0Kay Deezy (prod. maxmizacion)

Happy Halloween decided to give yall a treat or maybe its a trick...
had to pop out for one of my favorite days of the year 

(lyrics) 

aim for the head like we on halo playing slayer 
Every time i leave the crib gotta say a prayer 
keep a drum on me like travis barker keep a snare 
brodie with his hands out but i never learned to share 


yeah im taking pussys money like monopoly 
the only green i touch is money fuck that broccoli 
fuck a city yeah ill take yo whole colony 
trae young when im in my zone there aint no stoppin me 

Feel like bruce wayne whippin in that batmobile 
off that juice bitch you yeah u gotta crack the seal
top 10 plays you gone see me on the field 
thoughts to myself you wont see me in my feels 

told that bitch to get lost like the submarine 
Im curry with the ball so you better set a screen 
I been getting to the bag its getting deep 
you know everytime I shoot im hitting green

Slayer

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[Lyrics]


Oakleys on my face feel like Johnny Cage 
I see u getting mad, go ahead and quit the game
Never read a book in school, never flipped a page 
I really can't complain when I'm always getting paid (2x)

What fuck do you mean that im not different?
Gotta double knot the kicks so I'm not trippin
You dont know what you have till that shit go missing 
I tried to tell you that I'm him, but you don’t listen 
Yeah im beating up that pussy flawless victory 
I feel like D Rose in his prime before his injury 
Gotta gather up the gang to solve this mystery 
We gone pull up to yo porch with a delivery 
Two twin glocks, call them Beauty and the Beast 
Catchin packs like Michael Thomas got me hella geeked 
Feel like Stephen A gotta stay off the weed 
I would stop now, but I'm on a killin' streak  

Oakleys on my face feel like Johnny Cage 
I see u getting mad, go ahead and quit the game
Never read a book in school, never flipped a page 
I really can't complain when I'm always getting paid (2x)

Johnny Cage (prod. FTO Melly XL)

s/o all my dogz stay safe <3 

(VIDEO)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UirMPZh-apI

(LYRICS) 

Where my dogs at ? 
Let em off a leash now they all back 


Where my dogs at when I was alone 
Now i’m up in hollywood smokin on this strong
Homie hit me up on my phone
He think that I forgot that he did me fuckin wrong
So he like where you at Dee? 
Im like I'm trapping 
What you want? 
He said said the addy
He come thru and yea he just using me for money
Yea he even smoking all my weed
Its so fucking tragic 
smoking dope now its gone call it magic

Why you hating cuz I have it ?
Sitting back yeah I'm laughing  
Yo bitch think I'm attractive
God damn got them pistols captain 
Yea boy you aint bout that action 
So boy don't rap bout that trap shit


Where my dogs at ? 
Let em off a leash now they all back

WHERE MY DOGS AT ? (PROD. LELAND LAVINCI) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

(LYRICS)

Gotta get that cash 
Ya bitch and dash 
They talking bout me so much so what
I don't give a fuck instead I run it up 
Came out the mud ya bitch I glo'd up

I don't need nobody telling me what the fuck to do 
Im my own boss I be makin my own moves
You can't tell me shit till you in my fuckin shoes
Always wanna win but I never wanna lose
All these bitches on my dick but this ain't no cruse 
My head got some fuckin problems and some missing screws 
Everydays the same ain't nothing really new 
Yea I got my bros yea I got my fuckin crew
Kill the game gotta hide the evidence 
At the club with a drink I feel so elegant
Yeezus sent me that means i'm heaven sent 
God kicked me out so I hopped the fence

Gotta get that cash 
Ya bitch and dash 
They talking bout me so much so what
I don't give a fuck instead I run it up 
Came out the mud ya bitch I glo'd up
 
Bitch I glo'd up ya bitch I glo'd up
Bitch I glo'd up ya bitch I glo'd up
Bitch I glo'd up ya bitch I glo'd up
Bitch I glo'd up ya bitch I glo'd up

GLO'D UP (PROD. SAUCEBOSSWAN)

S/O Segador for the fye ass beat on YT

10 missed calls I don't even notice
Fuck these hoes I swear they all bogus
I can tell that you fake ya you show it 
You a fucking rat you a fucking rodent

We be posted on the block 
You be postin on the gram
All these bitches talkin I don't understand
Ferragamo belt but I still sag
Tryna be me so bad you a Stan
When I pull up y'all better scram 
Tryna chase yo dream but you fuckin can't
Go ahead and rant post it on yo spam
Cuz ima stomp yo ass like a ant

10 missed calls I don't even notice
Fuck these hoes I swear they all bogus
I can tell that you fake ya you show it 
You a fucking rat you a fucking rodent

10 Missed Calls (Prod. $egador)

(MUSIC VIDEO)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7zXSKL3IaM

(Lyrics)
How the fuck they claim they don’t fuck me 
Yet they stay watching me on ig  
Yea they plotting yea they WANT ME SLEEP 
Yea these angels on my neck they protectin me 


Bitch I feel like Kane cuz I got that heat 
You say u the best but I don’t agree   
Watch out for my kicks bitch they might crease 
Yea my bitch came thru with them receipts
Black and gold on me just like I’m Brees 
yea i love to see that money increase
Look up at the score and I’m up by 3
You every letter except a g

How the fuck they claim they don’t fuck me 
Yet they stay watching me on ig  
Yea they plotting yea they WANT ME SLEEP 
Yea these angels on my neck they protectin me

Protectin Me (Prod. $egador) *video in the description*

(Hook)
Look around, Where they go? 
Used to be my dogs, now they fucking ghost
I ain't worried bout that, that's how life goes
Been stabbed in my back yeah my heart froze (2x)

(Lyrics)
Yeah nobody knows, What goes on though 
Yeah they just think I'm fine they don't ask about my dome
Thats why I be home Yea all alone
Just me and my thoughts dragging me through snow
But I gotta grow fuck being low (yea)
Gotta climb to the top to get my throne
Gotta get this dough
Yea I gotta get this dough 
I do this fo Lil' Jacob yea das my bro

Oh you want it to? But bitch I want it mo
Yeah bitch imma pro you don't want that smoke
Keep talkin' bitch I'm laughin' yea you a joke
Yea you a joke, yeah bitch you a joke

(Hook)
Look around, Where they go? 
Used to be my dogs, now they fucking ghost
I ain't worried bout that, that's how life goes
Been stabbed in my back yeah my heart froze (2x)

Look Around (Prod. by SRRY)

sorry 4 the wait. 

(Hook)
im so cold but bitch i got that fye
yo bitch a quarter my bitch a dime 
feel like i'm on nick cuz i got that slime
gotta stay loyal i can't have no side

(Lyrics)
come to Beechwood bitch that's my block 
get the gwap stuff it in my sock
sippin wock,
still as a rock 
don't get caught, 
shoot yo fucking shot
me against the world bitch I feel like Scott
call me global warming bitch i'm so hot
fuck the ops 
5 stars call the swat 
got the laser beam wit the red dot
shoot yo momma and yo fucking pops
horns on my head triceratops
boy stop 
yo fits ya they flop
when I come thru bodies gon drop

bought my bitch a bag she in luv wit it
she luv it so much cuz it's expensive 
i got truey jeans on but i don't like religion
i fucked that bitch she was atheist turned her christian 
yea my blunt gone where it's at it went missin 
make you tapout figure four submission
supa chef makonnen bitch I'm all up in the kitchen
free my boy angel locked up in the prison

yea they stay sleep on me 
might pull up Freddy Kruger in they fucking dreams
I think they broke
cuz talk is cheap
smokin so much dope 
yea it look like steam
ghostface when they see me yeah they run n scream 
yea she like my steak 
yeah she like my meat
john Cena hoe, 
i cannot be seen
bitch

(Hook)
im so cold but bitch i got that fye
yo bitch a quarter my bitch a dime 
feel like i'm on nick cuz i got that slime
gotta stay loyal i can't have no side

Got That Shlime (Prod .dante)

Y'all thought I would never wake up huh?
Now im up bitch 
Y'all motherfuckers catch up 
Doin my warmup lap real quick 


Okay hold up life's going fast 
yea she slammed the door 
hit me on my ass 
yea don't look back
don't live in the past 
Grandpa taught me how to be good with that cash 

OK wake up now i'm late to class 
i'm just sittin there yea it's a drag 
Instead I could be out there chasin bags 
mama raised a stunna maybe I should take off flash
 OK now i skrt off bitch i hit the gas 
got malverde with me pray that i don't crash
yea deez hoes hating 
yea deez hoes mad
i don't pay attention i just count these racks 
Yea these racks
yea they stacking so tall just like fucking shaq 
if you talkin shit pussy leave u like a pad 
Look around who really got yo back 
lynwood boy put my city on the map

Life 2 Fast (prod. ioribeats)

S/o big bro Gatz

https://soundcloud.com/doddy_gatz
https://www.instagram.com/doddygatz/
https://twitter.com/DoddyGatz
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCHe5hj8eLtepJVdFK9JuTBQ


(Lyrics)
Does she want me or is she for the streets 
Yea she gimme slop yea that shit get me hella geeked
Smokin too much gas bitch I can barely fucking breath    
Catch me goin fast ridin round top speed
I might go M.I.A i ain't talkin heat 
Be back in a week i had to stack this fucking green
Ferrogamo belt with my Tru Religion jeans 
Bitch
Me and Doddy Gatz go way back
We don't talk shit we just say facts 
You say you this and that 
But that’s all cap 
Can't smoke with us bitch we smokin on hella pack

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