ESTRIT FAITE (PROD. DON HOLO)

A Shame (gyo)

Future Selves (gyo)

ladé + ian - we can end (cutspace whatever51)

ian - dujour (cutspace)

Produced by @1sxprano
Mastered by @untilisayitsover

Figure it Out

ian - Do The Math

Music Video: https://youtu.be/RvgHv6PM61U?si=IrWDUMRMQjunZNpx

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

fragged aht (meta)

infinite

Lyrics: 

Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Dumb bitch dropped the fuckin’ wood, guess I’ll let it go
Shit, I’m goin’ up she talking bout, “As you should, Lil’ Woke”
Bitch you uppin’ fye in function, is you dumb lil’ bro?
Why do I surround myself with dumb and dumber hoes?
Lil’ Jay came with racks and now he thumbing bro
Used to have your back and I was gunning for you
Bad enough, you took her back, you cuffin’ her
Casper on the crime scene, left no fuckin’ evidence 
That’s the fucking plan
Trippin’ ‘cause I’m nonchalant. That’s just how I am
Me and twin got LooseLeaf’s for days, fucked the whole gram
Where my freedom at?
Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Chattin bout lil’ fragged aht, but you ain’t do that shit
Talkin’ out yo ass, fuckboy ain’t making no sense
My bad ‘cause I’m in this bitch trying to make a difference 
I guess it’s my bad that your old bitch trying to be on my dick
This nigga been lagged, his whole career back in 2016
Slow down droppin’ all that BS, that shit with the bad mixing

infinite

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