bro had 2 put the wok down n pick the bible up 🙏🔥

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myself

vocals done by me
most of the adlibs done by @yont1

if you mean it

(produced by me)
connect with me: www.instagram.com/distractyourself
Lyrics:
(yeah, yeah bitch)
(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)
(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)

Step in balenci', the hoes start jumpin'
Know you a thot, told the bitch can't love you
I get to, shooting this bitch undercover
What's on the jeans, told the bitch undercover
U.S.A Jacket, the colors like Drummond
Choppa, keep shooting this bitch like it's drummin'
Know that I stay in this bitch with my brother
Know that I stay in this bitch with my kutta

I had a whole lotta hoes in the spot, Okay
Look like the show sold out
Nigga try to play with the gang, but he must've forgot
We had to punch that bot
We had to punch that pussy, bad bitch, punch that pussy (eugh)
Twin don't play, don't push him 
Bitch I don't ball like no rookie
You want the swag, come book me
You want the swag, can't take it
Rock Margiela the Maison baby
You know I bool with the faces
I just be smoking on za pack, you know I keep it in cases
Punk bitch gon' have to guard up
You better tie up them laces

Step in balenci', the hoes start jumpin'
Know you a thot, told the bitch can't love you
I get to, shooting this bitch undercover
What's on the jeans, told the bitch undercover
U.S.A Jacket, the colors like Drummond
Choppa, keep shooting this bitch like it's drummin'
Know that I stay in this bitch with my brother
Know that I stay in this bitch with my kutta
I'm tryna ball out, I shoot it like butter
Freak lil' bitch, tryna get in my covers
Trash ass niggas, all y'all gotta suffer
Bitch ass chop got a d-, no rubber

(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)
(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)

Step in balenci', the hoes start jumpin'
Know you a thot, told the bitch can't love you
I get to, shooting this bitch undercover
What's on the jeans, told the bitch undercover
U.S.A Jacket, the colors like Drummond
Choppa, keep shooting this bitch like it's drummin'
Know that I stay in this bitch with my brother
Know that I stay in this bitch with my kutta

I had a whole lotta hoes in the spot, Okay
Look like the show sold out
Nigga try to play with the gang, but he must've forgot
We had to punch that bot
We had to punch that pussy, bad bitch, punch that pussy (eugh)
Twin don't play, don't push him 
Bitch I don't ball like no rookie

(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)
(sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho, sycho)

usa (ALL PLATS)

(produced by riplucky)
connect with me : www.instagram.com/distractyourself
connect with rip : www.instagram.com/rip1ucky
Lyrics:
Tell me how I get this money
Bad hoe, tryna suck up go dummy 
Niggas suck, ain't nothing funny
Black out, black out, ain't no runnin'
New Gen 5 my shooter clutching
Oxy codeine, fill my st-. 
Choppa a pedophile, bitch, tryna touch him
Twin up three hats, Ion' do bluffin'
Know I'm top one, bitch, I run this
Real deal swag, bitch, ain't no fronting

Bitch, I might just dunk like LeBron in this shit
I'm tryna dunk, give a fuck bout the rim 
I'm too up, give a fuck bout a bitch
Duck your head, bitch, it's shoot or get hit
Duck your head, tryna hit all his limbs
Gen 5 bitch, tryna get split
I don't work out bitch, my pockets not thin
Stay with my slime, know that's my kin
You not my brother, don't call me yo twin
You get no money, don't call me yo twin
Overly going, gon' fuck on this bitch
Fuck all the high-rise skrt in a benz
Niggas so see-through, nigga, I see you
Niggas switch up when they see a lil band
I'm in the trap and I'm rocking evisu
I'm in the trap with my motherfuckin' mans

Bad bitch, beat shit up
762, tryna eat niggas up
I'm so high, niggas seeing stuff
You want that motherfucking feat, nigga, pay up
Too many hoes, Bitches call me a player
I could just score on that bitch like a layup 
Nigga facade, it's cap it's made up
Broke-ass bitch, boy, go get your pape up
I might just slide on his bitch, tryna lay up
I made a hunnid bands off of the wakeup
If fuckboys got a problem, then say something
If fuckboys got a problem, then K up

Tell me how I get this money
Bad hoe, tryna suck up go dummy
Niggas suck, ain't nothing funny
Black out, black out, ain't no runnin'
New Gen 5 my shooter clutching
Oxy codeine, fill my st-
Choppa a pedophile, bitch, tryna touch him
Twin up three hats, Ion' do bluffin'
Know I'm top one, bitch, I run this
Real deal swag, bitch, ain't no fronting

Bitch, I might just dunk like LeBron in this shit
I'm tryna dunk, give a fuck bout the rim
I'm too up, give a fuck bout a bitch
Duck your head, bitch, it's shoot or get hit
Duck your head, tryna hit all his limbs
Gen 5 bitch, tryna get split
I don't work out bitch, my pockets not thin
Stay with my slime, know that's my kin

TELLME (ALL PLATS)

writing by : @evaywth
produced by : @immnotchaos

soul

Produced by Dimitrious
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Slate this month. Jesus is Lord
✝️

lyrics:

feel like i died and came back to life
pray to God like every single night
they never used to believe in the hype
tryna go up i’m tryn do it right
tryna go up i’m hitting new heights
i like to step out fly like a kite
and i wanna get way more like Christ
i thank God cause he payed the price
my brudda use to pour lean in the sprite
i’m moving different i’m tryna get right
we rolling deep i post up with my slimes
i told my brudda to take my advice
i feel like anything could be your vice
half of these folks just be rolling the dice
ion even know how you play with ya life

ion know how you play
think its a game this is not 2k
everybody tryna get on the wave
cdg homme on me this not play
that’s just what i like what more can i say
i might make a move to go get sum pape
they fake for the net, they faking they plays
can’t rock with the fake, they don’t got no stain
i got a lot on my mind, so that’s why i took long to text back, yeah
hey, i might just switch up my lo, i might just turn to an expat, yeah
shawty was bringing me down, so i just had to go ex that, yeah
if my brudda throw me the lob, then you that i gotta catch that, yeah

feel like i died and came back to life
pray to God like every single night
they never used to believe in the hype
tryna go up i’m tryn do it right
tryna go up i’m hitting new heights
i like to step out fly like a kite
and i wanna get way more like Christ
i thank God cause he payed the price
my brudda use to pour lean in the sprite
i’m moving different i’m tryna get right
we rolling deep i post up with my slimes
i told my brudda to take my advice
i feel like anything could be your vice
half of these folks just be rolling the dice
ion even know how you play with ya life, woah

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