INTRO:
(HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE HEY)

CHORUS:
Bring the racks in, bitch, bring the straps in
Yeah I hit yo ho, beat it up from her back end
Hold up a stack and that ass get to clapping
Bring yo own shit, little boy, we not matching
I'm a fly ass nigga I made my own fashion
Got a dime piece with me fly shit into fashion
She a put that on demon, I'm beating her back in
I was there on the scene but I don't know what happened
When you in that back room ain't no snitchin
Cause If 12 don't deal wit you, we goin go fishing
That means we goin catch you, bitch, listen
Silver jewelry, this shit glisten
When that lil ho act up put that bitch in detention
Fuck a rack up, yeah, I'm aimin for millions
Black trackhawk, bitch, the inside vermillion
Pussy nigga not tough, yeah that bitch a civilian

VERSE:
Hold up, bitch, lets go
You can keep that bitch I don't want that ho
I'm in my bag, I don't need no ho
Bitch honor roll, yeah, she got good dome
Shot after shot wit a sip of patron 
Leave me alone I ain't what you want
Leave me alone I ain't what you want
Leave me alone I ain't what you on
(HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE, HEY)
Lightskin bitch, yeah, good redbone
Watch yo mouth bitch, fix yo tone
Ego inflatin my dome
Been that nigga, fuck you on? (Been that nigga, fuck you on?)
Where the beat at bitch come on (come on)
Bi-Big racks all on the floor (Big racks)
Si-Si-Six for six I'm on a roll (No cap)
Ca-Catch a opp and up my pole (Up my pole bitch)

CHORUS:
Bring the racks in, bitch, bring the straps in
Yeah I hit yo ho, beat it up from her back end
Hold up a stack and that ass get to clapping
Bring yo own shit, little boy, we not matching
I'm a fly ass nigga I made my own fashion
Got a dime piece with me fly shit into fashion
She a put that on demon, I'm beating her back in
I was there on the scene but I don't know what happened
When you in that back room ain't no snitchin
Cause If 12 don't deal wit you, we goin go fishing
That means we goin catch you, bitch, listen
Silver jewelry, this shit glisten
When that lil ho act up put that bitch in detention
Fuck a rack up, yeah, I'm aimin for millions
Black trackhawk, bitch, the inside vermillion
Pussy nigga not tough, yeah that bitch a civilian

OUTRO:
(HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE, HEY, AYE)
(HEY AYE, AYE AYE, HEY AYE, AYE AYE, HEY AYE, AYE AYE, HEY)

civilian (HEY!) [prod. 10soul & raygen]

CHORUS:
You know that I love you girl, I think about you all the time (All the time)
So tell me what I gotta do, I really wanna make you mine (Make you mine)
I look into your eyes girl and I just can’t help but smile (Help but smile)
Girl you’re perfect, you’re worth it, you’re beautiful, worth all my time
(Girl you’re perfect, you’re worth it, you’re beautiful, worth all my time)
Cause girl you a dime (dime)

VERSE:
My little diamond I like how you shine (shine)
I know that you ridin, I see all the signs (signs)
Romantic dates, lets watch the sunrise
Wipin your tears, there ain’t no need to cry
Forever you’ll be on my side, side
If- if it’s for you then I’m killin my pride, pride
Dime, Dime, Dime, Dime
Sit back, chill out, and ride
Girl I wanna keep you to myself, too bad, can’t go outside
Every time we pop out, spend a dub cause me and you two dimes
Girl this shit is love over lust, I ain’t mention sex one time
Mention sex one time, mention sex one-

CHORUS:
You know that I love you girl, I think about you all the time (All the time)
So tell me what I gotta do, I really wanna make you mine (Make you mine)
I look into your eyes girl and I just can’t help but smile (Help but smile)
Girl you’re perfect, you’re worth it, you’re beautiful, worth all my time
(Girl you’re perfect, you’re worth it, you’re beautiful, worth all my time)
Cause girl you a dime

dime (prod. Kill Sarah)

Hopped on the beat got me feelin like Cid K
When we let off them shots niggas run like a relay 
Fat pockets when I walk through bitch I'm big paid
Yo bitch do what I say but I'm not one to dictate 
I'm back and I'm better than ever, feelin like Jace!, cuz these niggas could never
Keep an FN tuck Fuck Nigga keep ya head up
Balenci kicks all black with the leather
Hopped on the beat got me feelin like Cid K (Shadow)
Making niggas run like a relay (Hol' on)
Pockets still fat bitch I'm big paid (Hol' on)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no hearsay
Yo bitch do what I say but I'm not one to dictate
I'm back and I'm better than ever, feelin like Jace!, cuz these niggas could never
Balenci the kicks all black with the leather
I don't really like to flex on the uhn
I don't really like to flex on the internet
Be out the way I'm not into that
Kinda like Cid K I'm a background man (uhn)
Just me and bae on a flight to Japan (uhn)
You can have that bitch I ain't fightin' you man
She goin come my way when she see these bands



Hopped on the beat got me feelin like Cid K
When we let off them shots niggas run like a relay (Ew)
Fat pockets when I walk through bitch I'm big paid
Yo bitch do what I say but I'm not one to dictate (Ew)
I'm back and I'm better than ever, feelin like Jace!, cuz these niggas could never
Keep an FN tuck Fuck Nigga keep ya head up
Balenci kicks all black with the leather
Hopped on the beat got me feelin like Cid K (Shadow)
Making niggas run like a relay (Hol' on)
Pockets still fat bitch I'm big paid (Hol' on)
I don't give a fuck 'bout no hearsay
Yo bitch do what I say but I'm not one to dictate
I'm back and I'm better than ever, feelin like Jace!, cuz these niggas could never
Balenci the kicks all black with the leather
I don't really like to flex on the uhn
I don't really like to flex on the internet
Be out the way I'm not into that
Kinda like Cid K I'm a background man (uhn)
Just me and bae on a flight to Japan (uhn)
You can have that bitch I ain't fightin' you man
She goin come my way when she see these bands (Ew)
(Ew)

Cid K (prod. kenzee)

Hop out the scat tryna catch me a body
Hop out the scat tryna catch me a hat
Poppin a bottle she feelin her body
Sent me the lo she fasho tryna crack
Poppin her spine yeah I’m beating her back
She tryna run then I’m bringing her back
Drac or the switch, we not toting a mac
I never switched and it’s makin em mad
Dont flex my girl cause she way too bad
She know I’m hers lets just leave it at that
Count up the blue, Sip on the red
Catchin a opp and we leavin em dead
You not fucking wit us yes you heard what I said
Tell me who put that stupid ass shit in ya head ?
When we shoot get to runnin or duckin ya head
Tie ya shoe cause its over as soon as you trip
He in blue so we added a little bit of red
He a fool and a goofy he talked to the feds
In the pool its a movie she shakin that shit
Rock out on stage, get the cash, and then dip
No I’m not passing it can’t get a hit
Caught his ass traveling, taking that shit
Just like a javelin, throwin out hits
Brody just passed it and got an assist
He making me nervous, lil nigga quit fidgeting
Not bout the money then go bout you bidness then
This not a pill this a rush of adrenaline
Pull up to my place, I don’t fuck with the middle men
I’m fucking her face it feel like that I’m killing it
Then hit from the back, she told me I’m healing it
I’m in a bag, stay in yo feelings then
He is a rat, they might end up killing him
Don’t take it back? I’ma keep drillin em
I take it back cause the other team killin em 
He don’t got a hat his own team is not feeling him
He dont be steppin, he dont got a weapon
Did he disappear? I can’t think of what happened
Oh he died? Damn, tragic
Gone like poof, wow, magic 
Diamonds, buss down patek

𝚂𝙲𝙰𝚃 𝙿𝙰𝙲𝙺 (𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚏𝚕𝚙)

Make sure my family straight 
Make sure they livin great
I keep it P up on the surface but my life wasn’t great 
When you been in & out the hood that do sum to ya head
And I can do this on my own I don’t need your respect 
I don’t need you to put me on 
I can do this on my own
Tried to tell me wont be nothing now look what a nigga on 
I took her shopping, bought her panties, pulled em off when we got home
She a geeker for the xanies I just put one on her tongue
Was in the party with my draco, don’t know what them niggas on
Won’t hesitate to give a halo if you fidget with yo arm
I keep it P: Professional, I’ll hop outside and blow that horn
Pour my heart out in the studio; I’m thinking bout my mom
So now a nigga gotta grind
Tryna put her in the sky 
Mansion tucked up in the hills for privacy not tryna hide
So now a nigga gotta grind
Tryna put her in the sky 
Mansion tucked up in the hills for privacy not tryna hide
I can’t wait to live it up
I can’t wait till I’m the one
I’m goin put my family up, my momma goin be number one
I can’t wait to live it up
I can’t wait till I’m the one
I’m just coming harder now cause I can’t wait to live it up no I can’t wait
I can’t wait to live it up no I can’t wait
I can’t wait till I’m living good, I’m living great
Can’t wait to put my momma up make sure she straight 
Can’t wait to put my granny up make sure she straight 
Can’t wait to put my family up make sure they good
Yeah we come from nothing, scraping out the hood
Momma kept us fed when we was in the hood

𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙸𝚃 (𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚢𝚣𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜)

Getting bags yeah, big fully back up 
Putting down the blunt, picking up the cup
Pink diamonds in her ears princess cuts 
Big ass slut truck any whore could get fucked
Inny-Miny-Moe I caught a tiger by the toe
I fucked ya bitch and let her go
I told that bitch to hit the door 
Could check the score we up some more 
One take you love the flow
Good gas we love to blow
In this bitch turnin up wit the bros
Love the bro cause he stuck to the code
Love the fans that done been here before
If you bout it then up that pole 
Or take yo ass back home
I don’t want yo pussy im fucking ya dome
Either way she goin suck that bone
Make these songs right off my phone
Bandlab demon I’m a pro
I put my semen in her throat
I shop at Neiman’s wit yo ho
I put Balenci on her toes
Holy shit I cracked the code
I pulled a 3 like a free throw 
I spent four figures on these shoes
Boujee bitch like Jimmy Choo
I evolved like Pikachu
Drac or switch I’ll let yo choose
Holy fuck I’m going in 
Bitch you fine but bring a friend
I’m wit bro this a 2-Man
Passport Touchdown in Japan
After that let’s go to France
Bitch you bad pull down your pants
Paint her face then do my dance
Beat up her box, fuck up her stance
Its fuck the cops, its fuck the pigs
Free all my bredrin out them pins
We double back and spin yo mans
I dont just rap, I make big plans
Shes way too bad, where's all her friends?
I done evolved they like "oh shit"
I spent your profit on this fit
I'm touching cash, you don't touch shit
I'm holding bags, you hold yo dick
I'm on a path, you on my dick
This THC, you puff on nic
You fuck wit D he take yo shit
I’m Hittin plays, bitch I don't miss
I'm wit gang, I wit the 5th
On Snotty sh—, we snot yo shit
Wipe yo nose, I spot a addict
Raise yo hand, I spot a patek
Lose yo hand you try to grab it
Wit yo ho, that's on her daddy
Gang on go, she sent ya addy
Grabbed that shit, she got a fatty
I'm off Don, she off that addy
I'm off Don, she off that addy
She like stacks she my lil baddie
Hate that lil bitch, her name MADI
Was just skinny, she a fatty
Not your friends, can't stand you happy? 
I done evolved started OD rappin, hopped on the beat start fucking snappin
Pull up in a black truck, Rari parked outside the fucking Cabin

𝙴𝚅𝙾𝙻𝚅𝙴 (𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚇 𝚣𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗)

Chorus: 
I don’t be giving a fuck
I don’t be giving a shit
Pour sum in my cup
Roll sum in my spliff
Let off shots you better duck 
Or you better dip
I’m not toxic like to love
Kiss you on the lips
I don’t be giving a fuck
I don’t be giving a shit
Pour sum in my cup
Roll sum in my spliff
Let off shots you better duck 
Or you better dip
I’m not toxic like to love
Kiss you on the lips


Post Chorus:
On the low I got that shit
Kickflip in Rick
On the low I got that shit
Kickflip in Rick
I’m going pro at punchin in
He on the news the news like CNN
Count up the blues and stack the bands
I think its rude I’m not your man
Trip to Shibuya, that’s the plan


Verse:
I aint fuck her once but I might be her man
This stick pack a punch, I'm not using a hand
Of course im goin clutch im not movin this hand
Of course we goin clutch we not losing a man
I hit the cart then I punch in again
Aim at his heart, we getting him dead
My cup is dark, I’m sippin on red
Aim at his heart and fill it wit lead
She super soaker, wet the bed
I’ma stroke her, fuck that head
Don’t play poker but I bet
I evolve my flow over again
Better sit, get low or we tappin ya head
Got my blick on the low cause im dodging the feds
I be in the MO on the Low with the meds
I’m dead tryna lock in, I’m tired of sex
Like I might get back wit my ex 
Roll that up when I feel stressed 
Pour it up I need that red 
Double cup not for aesthetics
Trap out the roof, trap out the attic
Shoot, reach for my Patek
Poof, he goin like magic
Poop, I just shatted


Chorus: 
I don’t be giving a fuck
I don’t be giving a shit
Pour sum in my cup
Roll sum in my spliff
Let off shots you better duck 
Or you better dip
I’m not toxic like to love
Kiss you on the lips
I don’t be giving a fuck
I don’t be giving a shit
Pour sum in my cup
Roll sum in my spliff
Let off shots you better duck 
Or you better dip
I’m not toxic like to love
Kiss you on the lips

𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙸𝚃 (𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚢𝚣𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜)

Derrious

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