scart is a member of the masonic temple i dont trust him. this song fye tho

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lyrics

bro collecting debt
damn yo bank collecting dust
oh yo hoe gon pull up bet
slatt slime gon pull up duh
got dat big extended mag
wtf up dawg?
dat bitch say im the man
slime gon pull up duh

dead opps
2 much dead opps
got dat drum lil bitch it knock yo head off
pulled up den he sped off
what u scared of?
we let dat fye dump
pulled up den he sped off

only rock high fashion dats my soul
got miharas on my toe
issey on my coat
2 bad bitches on dat boat bru
bitch im inem both
u got get yo dough up
how df u so damn broke

how df u so down low
how u so down bad bro
where did the bread man go
how df u so down low
how u so down bad bro
where did the bread man go

they wanna copy the swag like they cannot get they own shit
i put the bread inna bag bitch when i run innat shit
all of us jump out the back wit dat big ahh stick
bands on my bitch i put sum bands on my bitch

gl 45
someone died
dat boy way 2 fed dat boy a spy
gl 45
someone died
dat boy way 2 fed dat boy a spy

bro collecting debt
damn yo bank collecting dust
oh yo hoe gon pull up bet
slatt slime gon pull up duh
got dat big extended mag
wtf up dawg?
dat bitch say im the man
slime gon pull up duh
(x2)

duh prod skelton

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lyrics:

off dat za got me wired up
got my eyes tied up
bitch gimme my drank yuh
2 geeked up yuh bitch im sipping sipping red
free all da gang dat got locked up
i cant go out sad abt that bitch

maison margiela the kicks walk in wassapnin bitch
dont kno what debit is bitch u dont know what debit is bitch
i got a devilish bitch she doing devilish shit
she doing devilish shit

off dat perc bitch i cant standup
call up muscle man we got muscle man hammers
oh like he so dead im like damn dats my blammmuh
ok like yeaa i cant stand up

bitch i had 2 cop da blick before i caught dat boy
all dese bitches like to kiss up on my collar boy
bitch i had 2 cop da blick before i caught dat boy
all dese bitches like to kiss up on my collar boy

off dat za got me wired up
got my eyes tied up
bitch gimme my drank yuh
2 geeked up yuh bitch im sipping sipping red
free all da gang dat got locked up
i cant go out sad abt that bitch

maison margiela the kicks walk in wassapnin bitch
dont kno what debit is bitch u dont know what debit is bitch
i got a devilish bitch she doing devilish shit
she doing devilish shit

debit (kin + user1400)

poetry:

bitch im w my dawgs smth like a roof
yo bitch heard my song then she really poofed
in love w that guap in love w that blue
tryna be wit lock u not a recruit
spinning on his block while im clutching tools
fucking on this thot then im fucking oomf
that shit in my sock up it let it boom
i cannot reside w a bitch like you
rocking my new rocks mix that shit w true

as of recent ive been feeling hella brand new
shoot shit roll tide hell yeah alabama!
too lit carrying these racks like a camel
too sick smoking hella gas i cant handle

when i pull up always rocking issey
wallet full of 100s n them 50s
if we run up prolly take yo city
she got bunda tryna see them titties
put that gun up you aint finna hit me
innat hummer dont tryn get up w me
choppa voila like magic like houdini
knock yo bro off they tryna find who did it

on my body thats rick n evisu
yo bitch on me like why she tryn kiss tool
innat lobby im clutching my pistol
think shit funny we pullup w 6 doods
sippin wocky dont fw no tris dude
keep on talking find out what that blick do
dat bitch nasty i aint tryna hit you
ap flashy like look at my wrist foo

swerve the coupe, make it fly, you aint know nun
dropping racks on sum boof boy you so dumb
neva lack w the dudes yeah the bros huhhhh
got a mac w a strap you aint shoot nun
neva cap always facts always truth huhhhh
smoking thrax yeah that pack whats it to ya?
u so wack u not that pussy shoot sum
runnin racks w my slatt yeah we too up

we can make it happen we could do it right now
pussy wassup wit that rappin wassup wit that cappin pussy put that pipe down
i could leave yo momma saddened clutching on my gadgets i just put my sights down
i heard uncy serving hella white now
that shit crazy i saw it in the fucking prophecy
i been movin hella light pounds
smoking shit 'cuz it help when they dont talk to me
dropping bands on that bitch night gown
took her to louis now she steady toppin me

who gon be there when its lights out?
who gon be there when you down full of honesty

(bad bitch why she tryna be a victim)
(cabbage i been runnin hella chips up)
(lavish inna coupe n im kicked up)
(lockhart we the truth bitch its been us)

its been us p closedfeelings

ft @gemlyfe
prod ssjlamar & gizzydraco
lyrics later

GET UP FT. VUITTON PROD SSJLAMAR & GIZZYDRACO

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got sum shootas w me I’ll let it go 
Go x2
shawty give me top n then she go
fuck dat tweetin shit they mad about them posts
fuck dat tweetin go n make sum rolls
They ain’t shit n they broke
They ain’t shit n they kno
fuck ds tweetin shit not beefin bout no hoe

they don’t wanna get it in
I got 2 much guap on me tsa won’t let me in
Bro said fuck that hatin shit u gotta get it how u live
I got all these sticks on me lucky I ain’t spin they shit

Lucky I ain’t hit his hoe, cos she was tryna get sum dick
they don’t even know bout that but I’m not gna speak on it
Lucky I ain’t hit her back
Lucky I jus let it ring
lowkey I got ds stick lowkey I might let it ring

let it go / **they kno (@pierrebourne @mexikodro)

I’m way too raw like I don’t use a rubber

idgaf (24 hours)

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Produced by: @prodsepehr

Lyrics

bitch i’m back in dis shit 
bitch i’m pulling up 
put a hunnid racks on your shit 
we tryn get you gone
i can’t go out sad for no bitch 
that bitch wanna do me wrong 
then my brudda blasting that shit 

I put racks on your bro
i can’t spend a bag on no hoe
im tryn pull up 
that bitch know it’s us 
she wanna fuck i ain’t notice her nah

Inna m4 bitch
you wanna play with us
know i get your lil ass gone quick
tell my brotha slide
he gone run right through your home yea
i got racks ion need no fucking loan yea

Little bitch ion love you back
its a 100 round drum in dat mag
pull up bitch you want some and you get wacked
love my brothers cus we all get to the racks

bitch i’m back in dis shit 
bitch i’m pulling up 
put a hunnid racks on your shit 
we tryn get you gone
i can’t go out sad for no bitch 
that bitch wanna do me wrong 
then my brudda blasting that shit

I put racks on your bro
i can’t spend a bag on no hoe
im tryn pull up
that bitch know it’s us
she wanna fuck i ain’t notice her nah

M4 (sepehr)

produced by shyne2400

we get back from milan i just had 2 pushup
wanna play with your life imma pray for you nigga so good luck
what the fuck is you full of i had 2 hollow the bullets
only tote semi autos i taped up my mags and they full of em
these niggas nerds yeah they mclovin
you tryna hate but yo bitch love it
dont give a fuck if that bitch bussin
stand over him leave his face busted
state to state roads cuz we stay (x3)
state to state roads cuz we stay clutchin
and this bitch on me not 2 finicky for a fuck nigga
push up on me we could make sum shake
innis bitch wit twin im wit my bloodas
these the same niggas finna bloody ya
who a fan ass nigga
got a couple stakes innis 4 a cullen
dont sip no beer straight muddy
why these hoes be thinkin we friends
why these rap niggas think we buddies
smokin on good gas runtski bloody
bitch dont run from me
45 gone leave his ass ugly
hell naw not finna beef wit a bitch used 2 suck my dick
hell naw not finna clash wit a nigga used 2 be my fan
can be friends wit a nigga who be clonin me
wont chase a hoe no no thats not my speed
go get sum munyun yeah thats more like me
bum ass niggas on twitter they got dick cheese
only link that hoe one time she sayin she miss me
hit that hoe with that block b4 she fall in love
oh u mad how come
nigga come do sum
send u up with the doves
turn his luh goofy ass 2 a blockhead
shoot em a few times in case he not dead
u try 2 catch up wit us its not fair
interact give a fuck the cops here
in this bitch windows tint and we loaded
nun of these niggas inside of this whip give a fuck bout llife
why would you play with yours
you better lock ur door
im tryna send em 2 god lacing these bullets with pork
smoke so much dope i need more
pop so much shrooms i need more
level me up i need more
you want a feat come afford it nigga
never catch me being tender 
less we talkin bout money of course
wanna do it like me take a course
no chanaynay she want michael kors
niggas rapping off key get in cord
need to slow that shit down boy they bored of ya

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shoot me in the face (prod. shyne)

capo is black
(lyrics)
f&n bitch i’m clutch
she on my body she jus wanna fuck
she on my body im feelin the rush
girl when it’s late night i think bout ur touch
she thought i was hard but she feelin my gun
i don like talking i rather just bust
i already know you ain’t giving me trust
i ain’t come back for your love yet
za make you freeze like a photo
bitch im outside like a hobo
i don like paying for promo
yeah we on yo head like a gopro
yeah we kickin shit like a dojo
i like your style
bought her some domo
girl ur new man is a lame and a bozo
go back on the code i can’t that’s a nono
turn it up to a 10
we’re back here again
locked in with my twin
don’t needa pretend
after all this time
your not a regret
she got stripes
like she ness
girl i’m ballin like the nets
yeah i can’t fall in love
baddie she gon fuck it up
roll up another blunt
we gettin high in the back off the truck
styrofoam doubled up
sippin don i don’t chug
foreign broad she speak dutch

debit (kin + user1400)

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