OUYEA (sensation4l + hakeon)

vocals by synful 
produced by giallo

fuck i look like getting my ass beat in my own city
fuck i look like fuckin' wit dese burnt out bitches
burnt ass ho, she could get some coal for christmas
and my lil shawty imma buy ha her whole wishlist
buy everything, buy everything
got bisexual bitches n buy em wedding rings
i told him this shit is my business, they always tryn look thru the frame
i told u it get wicked wit these bitches, they fuck on u then fuck ya mane
i told u these bitches is trippin', i pulled up just came for da brain
yea she sucked me up so i hadda tell shawty thx
and to top it off, to top it off, i came
i got VV's all on my wrist but it smell like dank
i got BB all on my belt but it smell like dank
i got 250, i ain't looked back since
pass me that shit
pass me that pussy i'll buy u new shit
bitch this the real live this how it get
i'm bout ta take off swerve in this bip
man this shit is amazing fr
i got some mexicans asians fr
she throwin that shit onna pill
i'm boutta fuck dat bih, got skills
we goin back n forth like a drill
bro i could fuck yo bitch be real
that's not u why u paintin ya nail?
man these rappers be cappin so well
man these rappers be cap, go to hell
i told dem boy to show, don't tell
it ain't nun j to give y'all hell
i'm inna fight its me n myself

by everything

vocals by synful
produced by hakeon

i feel better now, they had brought that ack
i know i'm nasty known 2 talk that shet
ian fw school told my teacher free sac
ran off wit' ol' boy shit, free sack
feel like dikembe on the block gimme dat
feel like the water on my wrist look like tap

gangsta bih, she kissin my mac
feelin' some stress boutta pull out them jacks
chainsmokin shit thinkin all bout my past
the IRA fund, spent that shi up in saks
get to tweakin mf im trim off the bat
say i'm good off that bitch cuz he trim on some cat
shit got me fucked up man i can't fold up all the racks
deep in this shit, i can't fckn go back
pull up on this bitch she gon freeze like it's tag
tweakin' lil bitch, no this can't b my last
run up the fast money but it leave fast
run up the bag n i'm still off a tab
bought ha a bag, told her put it on the tab
won't catch my boys they spinnin' out back
make me a plate w his face, outback

how imma move bitch i'm movin' tact
i'm on the road n i'm geeked off thrax
piss on ya boy n we leave him out back
i mean on his grave, we ain't into all that
got me a plaque bet not call up max
since i started this rap shi i get to snappn
i make the bad bitch walk w a hat
sit on my face the bih sit on my lap
feeln the cake n i'm lovin' the way dis bitch thow it in my face this bitch thowin' it back
i'm on the way n i call up yung mase we gon' go 2 the studio n make us some slaps
i'm w this bih n the bih got me fucked up she tambout let's drink us some cinnamon schnaps
bitch ian tryn get drunk i'm j tryn get up put the percocet in w the ack
these boys tambout some shi that i donno
half of my homies some mf homo's
n that boy ain't on nun imma slide thru dolo
on a time crunch, tryn see u some more doe
shit on they face they call syn a lil dodo
u ridin a burnt out whip ts totaled
fw young syn u can't fw my flow doe
call up the plug cuz the ho want coco

IRA Fund

itcouldhappen2u (me)

vocals by synful
produced by sensation4L

crockpot dreams
i ain't trustin' none of the tings
she want me her friend want me
yung syn i can't pull out, i'm geeked
man how tf imma fold, got the heat
oh ia buss on a bitch give her a treat
i'm talkin' crazy can't talk this speak
man imma pull up n then brush ya teeth
man i can't fw these ho they'll cheat
she gon suck these nuts, don't speak
she gon suck me n fuck me she doin the most
we scrait out the bottle n u sippin' a dose
she tambout givenchy i bought dat bitch coach
n these beggars start choosing i know how that go

i'm comin' thru holy i look like the pope
i'm comin' thru all white got these lil hoes wantin' some snow
show her sum, i fuck ha all night then imma show her the door
i show off my racks while this bitch gimme a blow
show her the brand new car this bitch think i'm fuckin' around said it's yours
she take that bitch for a drive, my bitch get to whippin' that mf horse
bitch we the biggest all time, they ain't fw me n can't fw my boy
bitch u was hatin' online, i see u in person u keepin' it cordial

u havin' delusional visions
i done pulled up actin' stupid n different
n my bitch on some jessica simpson
u was playn yo song n i skipped it
s-t-a-h we ain't w the bitch shit
shit, i'll drop in if it's about business
get 100sum packs n i flipped it
i done burnt the bitch like toast
yea i'm mad bitch, i'm fed up off dope
i was tryn get this money fasho
u get lost in these drugs fasho
mask on mask off w the perc
i told this boy talk that shit on my turf
n my boy he get locked up sum like smurk
yea they hit him w the rico, man that hurt
yea that boy not on trap shit that boy he don't curse
yea that boy a good christian, he ain't know 'bout this work
man that ho wanna see sum, somehow lost my shirt
i took the bitch out 2 caicos n turks
the label put 7 on the table, i'm sure
n most of these rappers'll sign 4 a perc
n most of these labels they ain't got no perks
n that fuckboy dunno i could make my own merch
n this bitch wanna talk let's talk sum 'bout the curve
i told u get the fuck, u on my nerves
i'm w lil river water we doin' dirt
bitch i can't fuck that ho, i swerve
he tambout he got him some racks, he swear
he tambout he got him some packs, he serve
he smokin' that dookie pack str8 out the earth
u smokin' on sprayed bet that mf hurt
we smokin' that fuckboy playin' w my words
i'm smokin' this bitch she get fucked to tha curb
spend 100,000 on that drop, get it early
i'm lappin' the boy like the kentucky derby

OUYEA (sensation4l + hakeon)

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