2much [pk]

containing 
me
@fvtl
@cldsummer
@p333rk
@luvnick03
@1crusafix
@ilyw1ll
@caponeti
@margieladonna
prod @pkproducedit

i rlly dont like u

ireallydon'tlikeyou (rippatientzero) [pk]

#packsmoking + carna 007 [poonda/blasted]

off + saturn [tonycomputerlove]

sometime + tropes [pk]

deep + chanelfather [pk]

vngnce [pk]

steep + kurse11 [pk]

@kkyprxo
@pkproducedit

lyrics:

this a private plane ion need no visa
this aint no mazi, how the fuck could i be speedin?
i been wit  my bros, i count my cheese up
yea, pockets so heavy them bitches look like peter
smokin reefer, damn, wit my bitch ion need no hoe
she made me skeet, uh yea she love to lick it up fasho, 
yea, my money long, yo shit got alopecia
yea, that boy got syphilis for fuckin wit a treesh
in this bitch wit my hand on the nina 
ion need no scope man
this switch its gonna stop ya breathin
need the wock, need no help
ion really need ya 
this pistol could pop ya like a needle 
yea, im wit my bitch she get it wet like navy seal 
see these racks man, they cant even fit in my alyx
i aint cop that shit, less than 150 for a piece 
bitch im on vaca out in turks i bought a beach 
bitch im wit cr3scent its 3000 on this mink
bitch i been really smokin gas, its nit big chief
you better duck man 556s takin off ya knees 
in the club man, bought the whole bitch ion need no lease 
get bread for free, yea i got steak boy while you dont even eat. 

get out the way, im bouta fuck some shit up
you smokin on some shitty ass weed, im bouta spit up 
we kicked em on the ground, and told his ass to get up
why the fuck you running for? you know we all gon get em
ya, smokin on some stinky ass shit, ash it ya
walk around the function like a fuckin asset ya 
walkin past the telephone pole i tag it ya
i walk into a store, check the price and grab it ya 

shoot like derozan, ima send 180 at his jeep
after that i do my dash, in this coupe like need for speed 
let me tell you sum boy ima need more than a g 
let me tell you sum boy gettin this bag wasnt easy 
shootin like a face off (off)
shootin out this choppa, gonna take ya face off 
this aint no mazi, how im racin 
i think it paid off 
buy that bitch in cash right now, aint no need to pay it off

visa + kkypr [pk]

2022 + phreyla & chanelfather [pk]

suko + phreyla & riptony [pk]

troopas

c3
i produced this song

lyrics:

bitch i’m laughing to the bank 
i got so much money in my pockets i might sink 
ya i count too many dollars i been counting all this cake
i been posted with my brothers me and wrayth we smoking dank
yea, you broke as fuck, i can’t relate
i got so many damn features to do boy you better wait
tryna hit me up tryna be my bro again, you fucking fake
yea, text my phone one more time you can catch them from this drake
ima count way too many bands 


all these bitches worried bout what i’m doing
hope that you get cancer
mufucker tryna steal my flow again but i been called ransom 
send my shawty to my bedroom we gon fuck just like a tandem
the way she suck me up i swear to god, i told her don’t use no hands 
if she suck me good we go to the mall 
she could spend a band 
i ain’t fucking with these bitches they could never be my mans
i got lotta these damn dollars in my pocket that i spend

you too broke bitch i can’t understand you 
and if i ever said i fuck with you it’s accidental
yea boy you should stop making music, boy you ain’t nothing special 
yea that shit so trash that shit so ass, it really sound like rectal
yea i need these racks to live i swear it’s detrimental
sipping wok like i’m a doctor, yea i feel like dr. Jekyll 
pull up on ya chopper twist ya ass, ya ass look like a pretzel
yea my jeans is fucking sagging cause i carry heavy metal

(c3 radio) 

if you ain’t talking money can’t make a deal can’t understand you 
yea i got on white fazos these ain’t no vans don’t call me daniel 
yea yea i’m in this srt the pedal to the metal 
yea i got me a real lil shawty, she be real intellectual 
i been posted w/ my brothers, cr3scent, yea we making bands 
i can’t see non these fake bitches i got cartier my lens
yea i’m feeling really rich yea i might take a flight to france 
when i land i put amiri on my legs, that’s on my pants 


she could spend a band
all these bitches worried bout what i’m doing
hope that you get cancer
mufucker tryna steal my flow again but i been called ransom 
send my shawty to my bedroom we gon fuck just like a tandem
the way she suck me up i swear to god, i told her don’t use no hands 
if she suck me good we go to the mall 
she could spend a band 
i ain’t fucking with these bitches they could never be my mans
i got lotta these damn dollars in my pocket that i spend

laughingtothebank

c3
lyrics coming soon 
wrayth produced the loop i did drums

chains

2much2spend

4L + 0kmateo

come closer

hottestinthismf

moneyfluid

moneyfluid [physic, proxensx, emildollaz]

fate + phreyla [fumiko]

produced by @fum1ko and I did the kicks  
featuring @rans0m

if you was my brother than why would you lie

yea got a chopper on me if you try

walk in that bitch and I'm touting that fye  

just like this blunt get you put in the sky 

yea on my knees boy I'm praying to god 

that I'm seeing my girl when I die 

got a beam on em doin the cha 

light that bitch up lil hoe I get fried 

got a stick that I keep om my side 

I'm the hottest in this on the block 

I'm the one that's been keeping the trust bitch 

count up my hunnits I'm thumbing lil bitch 

fuck you lil hoe yea I been getting rich 

diamonds my neck and patek on my wrist 

fa ima let the chop go yea its up 

yea I'm that guy, wit a chop on his chop and I blow it like 4th of July 

yea I went and done it

for my hoe yea I'm running it up

i stg i am the one 

let the F.N. on me blow let it buss 

I'm sipping Wock pour a 8 in my cup 

if you was my brother than why would you lie

yea got a chopper on me if you try

walk in that bitch and I'm touting that fye  

just like this blunt get you put in the sky 

yea on my knees boy I'm praying to god 

that I'm seeing my girl when I die 

when i die 

I'm taking you wit me 

who the fuck gon light up the city 

 all facts toxic like Britney 

we filled em up wit 50s 

we leave that pussy finished 

I'm bout cash not my business

aint gon leave a witness 

you think you a dog but I'm fucking on your mistress 

yea when I die 

I'm taking you wit me 

who the fuck gon light up the city 

 all facts toxic like Britney 

yea when I die 

I'm taking you wit me 

who the fuck gon light up the city 

who the fuck gon do it like me when I'm gone 

if you was my brother than why would you lie

yea got a chopper on me if you try

if you was my brother than why would you lie

yea got a chopper on me if you try

if you was my brother than why would you lie

yea got a chopper on me if you try
  
walk in that bitch and I'm touting that fye  

just like this blunt get you put in the sky 

yea on my knees boy I'm praying to god 

that I'm seeing my girl when I die 

got a beam on em doin the cha 

light that bitch up lil hoe I get fried 

got a stick that I keep om my side 

I'm the hottest in this on the block

when i die

when i die + rans0m [fumiko]

ft @riojssr

1st part of the beat produced by me

2nd part was prod @proxensx @emildollaz @ixoh



why would you lie 

like why would you bluff

in the club I throw hunnits and 1s 

walk in wit fye 

im toating this gun 

watch your next move i might empty the drum

praying to god that im doing enough 

roll up a L put this gas in my lungs 

how you wan get smoked? the joint or the bong?

I seen her turning me up the head phones 

call up shawty got her in my bed doe

i drop a perc in the soda like mentos

so da ones das la friends a da tempo

luh shawty she texting me xo 

respond wit a heart and i’m like 

aye shawty can you come and give me some neck tho 

im sitting here sipping a pint 

feel like i could never get enough 

i be fucking high up in the mall 

diamonds on me dancing while i ball 

srt it’s prancing do or die

light up a lil backwood get fried 

i got chanelly and gucci and praaad

none of u lames could be jacking my style 

i count my money i count lot of guap

what uh, tired of doing enough 

yea, i’m tired of doing too much 

sitting waiting for my time to come 

praying to god I ain’t fuckin it up 

(Idk the lyrics to jssr part)

I just walked in that lil bitch wit a tool 

I just fucked my bitch got her wetter than the damn pool 

I’m just wan take that lil bitch in the booth

I be chilling with my tool in the back wit my damn dudes

I seen her turning me up the head phones 

call up shawty got her in my bed doe

i drop a perc in the soda like mentos

so da ones das la friends a da tempo

luh shawty she texting me xo 

respond wit a heart and i’m like 

aye shawty can you come and give me some neck tho 

im sitting here sipping a pint

xoxo

xoxo + jssr

losemytouch

prod me 

ft @caponeti

yea honestly i ain’t gon front

yea I fit a 8th up inside of this blunt 

walk in the club bitch i’m clutching my gun 

I feel like i’m shaq boy the way that I dunk

my chain like titanic, so wet that bitch sunk

it’s a opp then i’m rolling em up 

count up my money I count up my funds 

yea shit, i ain’t got no one to trust 

wait here i’m still chasing things 

I know I know

you can’t sit here waiting on me 

all the time I can’t get back 

I feel bad 

and all the time that you spent waiting on me 

swear to god that it makes me sad

and all the time that you spent hatin oh 

yea in a drop top racing huh 

pull up on the opps and I made them jump 

bad bitch wanna eat me like cake yea yea 

hit ‘em wit the chop and I made em

ride round town innis bitch how i’m racing huh

yea roll a 8th and I face it yuh 

yea bad bitch wanna take me home 

yea bad bitch went and ate me up 

and its funny he wanna be us
all this money its making me blush
he think that he safe on the net he get touched
i cannot fucking deal with a scrub
only being i fear is above
fuck with me i puncture your lung
she a treesh i cant fall in love
if he reach im crossing him up
feel like meech im chasing them bucks
lil bitch im a beast when im off them drugs
and that payout is a must
losing my day ones look around who can i trust
i never shoot back like im weezy first to bust
i think my pockets got fetish for presidents
how i got yo lil bitch on her knees u would think a lil n a reverend 
when i get to yo city they showing me love u would think im a resident
and these hollows is hungry a shot to the back of your head like ya medicine

yea honestly i ain’t gon front

yea I fit a 8th up inside of this blunt 

walk in the club bitch i’m clutching my gun 

I feel like i’m shaq boy the way that I dunk

my chain like titanic, so wet that bitch sunk

it’s a opp then i’m rolling em up 

count up my money I count up my funds 

yea shit, i ain’t got no one to trust

sever + caponeti

prod by me

i’ll tell ya I been in my bag
so damn tired of feeling bad
she grab a few grams out my stash
yea I get high as fuck in here
been so damn tired of counting cash
I pray to god forgive me for my sins 
hoe I been doing bad
yea I’m rolling up again cause it might be my last 
and I been prayed for all the times here that I lost here that I had
put your lil bro up inside this spliff turnt to a pack
yea I been seeing who been acting different I ain’t having that 
yea used to be my brother hit me all the time like what was that
my chopper undercover I keep it tucked up inside this bag
fuck that bitch then I love her give her give her what she wants until she dead
I told her I got yo back even if we ain’t have nothing left

(humming) 

yea and flood my pockets fuck around and send my bitch to yale
every time sue wanna fuck I told her ring the bell 
shout out ken karson i’m off X inside this bitch hoe ai can’t feel
my whip is fiber carbon do the dash on opps make tires peel

I sit back and laugh when mufuckas think that they past me 
yea i’m yo father boy don’t think that you ever gon disrespect me

I got this chop on me i’m aiming
and I ain’t gon take the spin ion need no 
freak on me she eating 
chhh ride round repeat it

I’ll tell ya I been in my bag 

she grab a few grams out my

nothing left

prod by @fum1ko
i added ctm 808


& it's cold outside
member, I could never fold on mine
& it took like so much time
for me to get this right
& it took me all my life
for me to take what's mine
baby yea all I want from you is loving
some one that I could put trust in
moncler cut coat outside
told God I'm tryn' do right
what's in that blunt? 3.5
so strong might touch the sky
see through your disguise 
stand on my racks, 6'9"
when I step out archive
shit you can't find online
all I needs a beauty and a beat
yea all I want big bands on me
do this shit till I stop breathing
this shit till I stop breathing
yea and all I need is you that's what I see
that's what I see
I'll count this green till I turn green
yea I'm tryn' count this cash from 9-5
and if you tryna work I'm down but you gotta pay the price
yo call my plug I poured my pint spilled that shit now I'm tight
and I don't give a fuck ab that bitch you should go ahead, retire
yea I told shawty come to the crib so I could put on miles
and I'm not playing girl if you down then I could change your life
and I'm not playing girl if you down yea I could show you mine
yea I keep it tucked on me lil b*tch yea I could let it grdah
better try and not jack my style
& it's cold outside
member, I could never fold on mine
& it took like so much time
for me to get this right
beauty and a beat
all I want big bands on me
do this shit till I stop breathing
 till I stop breathing

stop breathing [fumiko]

prod by @prodkirian & @milo-jensen-90936368

insignia [kirian & milojensen]

produced by @milo-jensen-90936368 & @echo

g36 on me innit lil hoe
latley b*tch I get bands
my kicks that is on me is rick fasho 
this srt im in too fast
I just pulled up in the latest
pounds on me b*tch you know I smoke the greatest
g36 hoe it came wit a laser 
she love how I rap said she love my hiatus 
I said get off my dick I said fuck all my haters
me and bro hopped on the track and they paid us
cannot do it like me and milo we the greatest 
all these other p*ssies in here just imitators
baby i'm tired of the lies
yea and I'm walking around wit this fye in this b*tch yea on god  
I just pulled up in a g36 s Mercedes
fucking that b*tch one time now she love me want my payments
she love how I sing said she loving my cadence
when that boy hold the chop he turn pussy get shaky
said u cannot pay me to hide that hoe baby (my chop)
I'm tryna get high as the dead
amphetamines and vetements what in my chest (box)
smoke a pound up in this b*tch my eyes red 
pole up in my pants lil b*tch when I step 
g36 on me innit lil hoe
lately b*tch I get bands
my kicks that is on me is rick fasho 
this srt I'm in too fast

eleven thirteen

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