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gelato cookies shit got me zoooteddd
pussy nigga i rly do ts
niggas actin like ion shoot shit
finna slide to his block target practice
talkin crazy like you fye but u wack bitch
three bands off twenty k ik u cappin
take that gun frm yo hands now you lackin
you ain finna use ur hands cause u passive
imma face my fuckin wood i ain gon pass it
drop a tape let it run up n bring them racks in
don't let me sell you weed bitch i'm taxin
servin za bitch i got it out tha backend
he cop a eighth for 300 cause i taxed him
pussy nigga learn ur fractions
dumbass nigga

I DONT PASS MY WOODS (I TAXED HIM) PROD JAYDES

bluberry bakwood

blac chyna

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sativa

https://soundcloud.com/115666777
https://soundcloud.com/maaj1
https://soundcloud.com/jayxxl

yhapojjssunshinevalley

huh ye we kickin down yo dooor
walk up innis bitch like da lordd
yea yo lil hoe is a whoree
gtfo of da floor
walk up inna trap it turn to gore
kick shit sit down n recordd
movin on my own accorddd
too much money cant get moree


kick shit like messi
leave da scene messy
leaky hit yo belly
broke boy like kenny
suban born ready
hmu if u bready
bad hoes inna telly


huh ye we kickin down yo dooor
walk up innis bitch like da lordd
yea yo lil hoe is a whoree
gtfo of da floor
walk up inna trap it turn to gore
kick shit sit down n recordd
movin on my own accorddd
too much money cant get moree

born ready prod Wuu *Najma*

zai suban patch face zombie thank u all for 1k followers

osamason - 5

#bluulotus on top bru ts prod symor
lyrics:
im wit da twin dat boi rockin Margiela
i turn a a fuck nigga into jello
i make a bad bitch say hello 
n i got 2 call ts akimbo 
bitch im plottin peakin thru dat boi window 
playin wit her heart likka piano 
niggas lame they b fuckin my head up 
how u broke nigga go getcho bread up
outta gas anything got me fed up 
fuck her good n she keeping her legs up
geekd up tryna tat i might mess up 
i was inna hotel poppa tesla 
turn dat boi into a puddle uhh ketchup
bad bitch on me tryna wrestle
bad bitch eat me jus likka pretzel 
clip a nigga wit dem bullets like metal
got me thinkin ima god like deathnote
got her stomach feelin good like pepto 
niggas tryna talk crazy get stepped on 
nigga u my son give u a pep talk
whas yo name baby my name sleepwalk 
gas got different colors like peacock 
nigga lame n so quick to meat hop
got my knife out jus like bhop 
kill a nigga im not tryna get shi hot 
play dat lil ho jus likka xbox 
im evil nigga plottin shi nonstop
suck me up in her throat likka cough drop
bad bitch eat me up like sum pasta 
smokin big gas jus likka rasta 
slice my wrist wit a fuckin katana 
niggas lame where tf is yo mama

i was inna hotel poppa tesla *symor*

trompe l’oeil

SHOOT FOR THE MOON

FOR NOTHING

Takin Swag

PROD ME RULE OF THIRDS SOOOOON ALL PLATS https://open.spotify.com/album/7epA0GCgSzNvbKDcbdimmN

rot season tellem rot
bitch i shoot, i dont talk
heard yo song, can u stop
just dont drop, just dont drop
must think im stupid
aint shit fake, life still a movie
he tryn push me
man dont push it
yea dont push it
yea dont push it
said he gon push me
he a pussy
he aint pushin
he aint pushin
go to the corner i spot em
i feel like che, i got em
he dont want smoke, he dont want problems
caught em lackin, we finna rob him
i got people everywhere they tell me whats happenin
dont group me with these music comm niggas im 2 talented
dont group me with these music comm niggas im 2 talented
niggas better start tappin in
when i get involved, shit start happenin
im wit mari in this bitch, rip and tear thru shit
i feel like invel, givin him belt, like he a bad ass kid
stop on calling my phone thru a textnow ion know who this is
bitch im y r s c i, niggas know who this is

DONT PUSH IT

Turn the bass up
Some more
Turn the bass up
Yeah


Well you might as well not go
See you not tryna get along
I'll lay it all on the floor
But you said that you did it alone
I'm so close you could kiss on my cheek
I'm so close you can smell my cologne
What's the word what you on?
I like what you got on 
You like what I got on
We'll link up and go home 
Please spare me the details
I'm not with the mind games
I was never one to really kiss and tell
I'm out of my mind frame 
I was never one to really wish you well
And I wish you well
Throw them coins down the wishing will
But if you make a wish baby don't you tell
Serving crack on the corner now
We got clientele we got clientele
You don't know what you calling bout
Wanna hear my voice, yeah I get it yeah


I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma do it til I die, I'ma do my whole life
I just been putting in pain and pain and pain
I'm taking my wrongs and making em right oh
Right oh
Turn it up 
Turn it up turn it up turn
Turn up the bass some more
Get in your face some more
Get in my face some more
Pushing you out the door
Pussy ya window close
Japan is back you know
He here to take ya hoe
He here to claim the throne
These niggas lame these bitches lame I know
I'm knowing how it goes
Got the RAF on me and it go
Leather jacket and it go
Get the backend I buy the store
All these niggas they call me a poet
I'm just talking bout all that I know
I'm just talking my real deal life
Shit come with strife I know
I roll up that weed I know
I'm blazing it turn me to someone I don't even know
I'ma kid I don't know what I'm doing ima give it a go
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
Just like Yatzhee
Fuck the world up, like it topped me
That's ya girl? Oh she topped me
Bitch I own it. It is not leased
I don't get fake high I get real high
I get stupid high. Got the top weed
On the countryside with the horses
They inspire me
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
It's a run in we run in ya house
I'ma child soldier baby I'm doing exactly what I'm taught
I'ma child soldier baby I need you to give me the twat
Huh twat

SoClose

Prod hungry

Pop a pill up in the club Ya i wna screw her
Hoes up on my fukin Nuts dont ask if i knew her..
Venom in My fuckin Cup baby ima snoozer
I fucked on yo hoe i Cast a Spell n seduce her
I Count hella Racks bitch yo man is a Loser
Everyday i get fried Substance Abuser
I do it Myself i do Not need a Shooter
Don't care bout my Health pop a bean n i feel super
Aaahh
Baby omg 
Baby do u love me can u take yr Clothes Off
Fucked up inna party baby Ye we All Gone
Walk up 2 yo hoe Im Tryn see wut She on
yuhhh yuhh 
Swag Off the Charts
yuhhh yuhh 
Swag Off the Charts
yuhhh yuhhh
I dont look the part
yuhhh yuhhh
I dont look the part

Swag Off the Charts.. !! !! Obviously.. ! !1 ! !

psykotic

Maag Dump

prod @dove

so tired sleep walking

so inspired they mocking

im w ross yeah we ballin

dont care da cost ya goin all in  

niggas dick ridin cock blockin

nigga fix yo timin go nd clock in

old ho tapped in she stalkin

bitch so borin im yawnin 

so high im soaring got me coughin

if it aint important why u talkin

new whip finna floor it its a foreign

got dat shi imported wit my fortune

hella shi in ma cup nd im pourin

nd yo hoe wanna fuck till da mornin

not my bro hmu im ignoring

hella dough niggas hating cus im scorin

sleepwalking

Prod anngls

yuh i stunt on his hoe
pack hit the road 
boy yk we finna roll
russian cream on me im high yea yk
i count up cheese yea i count up hella doe
kick it wit bro 
boy my brudda pour up 4
wait yall hear that
cash cheddar
i fuck on his hoe i do it better
my money big 
boy its jumpin out my sweater
burberry thot boy she
drip in the weather
these niggas mad cuz
lil zai is better
i said fuck a teacher fuck a lecture
lil nigga he not on shit he show no pressure

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