No Autotune Remix (prod. Duwap Kaine) - Feedvro

me n da twizzy

https://www.instagram.com/moistcrack/
https://www.instagram.com/feedvro/

Tell Me Who (w/moistcrack)

Bands in the Bank ft. Gaiden (prod.ZvanZ)

Cover Remix of Craig Xen - Forever (ft. Flyboy Tarantino)

It's not you, it's all me
I want you and you want me
It's not fair for you, don't leave
There's no air 'cause I can't breathe 

It's not you, it's all me
I want you and you want me
It's not fair for you, don't leave
There's no air 'cause I can't breathe

And every time you leave my side I'm left to wonder if
If what you said was what you meant when you told me forever
And every time you leave my side I'm left to wonder if
If what you said was what you meant when you told me forever

Green eyes, Florescent lights
Baby won’t you spend the night
Touch my body I feel alive
This not lust this is my life
 
Its like ecstasy when I feel you there
Dopamine when i smell your hair
My dreams are cast by billionaires
Cause you're my gem and I pay the fare

Picture perfect when with you
I wish you would have told me through
Remember all the shit we did
Like cause that dent on your mothers whip

I still laugh at the memories
Of when we used to lay with trees
Ik every story has an end
Im just glad that ours began

Blurred out all the memories
I used to cry myself to sleep
I wake up everyday in bed
And cross myself out with the pen

I couldn’t even get to you
You had to come and pull me through
Every second filled with dread
I couldn’t even feel my head

Pounding headaches caused by tears
Hurt so much I couldn’t heal
Im so glad im now without you
This my last song Ill write to you

Max and Mona

Radioactive w/Dev0 (p. fourteendays)

CLG CAME OUTSIDE TODAY!!

https://www.instagram.com/feedvro/
https://www.instagram.com/moistcrack/

CLG (ft. Moistcrack) [Prod. Kev Ace x Phormantha]

Lyrics: 
whip the malibu real nice that shit look good like right on 
remember whippin out the kia that shit was made in 04 
you know i’m 19 in a 19 ion like to drive slow
i’m pushing 40 over limit i dont cap in my songs 

not pushing dope but im so dope you’d think im selling em sauce 
You niggas lame im bbq n u some celery sauce 
i got the maybach in the future but ion even drive those
go to the waldorf in LA i might just link up w juan 

when i be driving through the city they be like damn that’s feedvro 
These niggas lame be on my dick like they some damn mosquitos
I won’t stop hustling til my backyard got a damn gazebo
Whipping all the niggas like in 15 im the master of these hoes

That shit real funny please excuse me that’s my alter ego
But im still whipping in the kitchen like a damn torpedo
Still wear a mask around these hoes can’t trust nobody rico
Bought her a birkin thought she loved me but its just placebo

Back to the whip im pushing 10 in the fuckin eco
Thats shit good mileage go to LA 4 times fore I go slow
She fuck me good she stroke me slow and she be given good throat
And if that pussy get real slippery than I might just give u a loan

Go to Paris break the bank and then I never look back
I put the v tec In the engine and now I never look bad
I pop the hood they dropping jaws like I was directing way back
She saw me pull out all the money 911 heart attack

I fall asleep w all my jewelry I don’t like trust no one
I made the plan I made the ship and led my dogs just like noah
I been helped up out the mud but im gone bring to the max 
Ik bitches I done left and now they counting all my steps
 
But im just counting my checks
And they still counting my reps so I drive off w my tec
I had to switch up on my flow so now they can’t copy that
Me and my Gangnem like police we sent that hit copy that

She love to see to see my chain dangle
Im pulling up like im damn rambo
Im shooting niggas like im playing rainbow
I peak the corner then change on em

I love to see my niggas win
They say my name n don’t play w him
I put pressure I stay the vent
Im like a damn vandal im ignorant

my card heavy, titanium
my shit maxed out i’m different
don’t play w him he belligerent
you niggas dumb illiterate

still going in yeah i’m crazy w it
yeah niggas capping i ain’t fakin w em
i love my shapes ion play w figures
they money fakin i ain’t playin w em

They hate too much, I can’t stand these lames so Im gone sit down for em
Play too much, pussy talking internet explaining forum
Fakin up, OD off the perc that nigga famous for it
Favorites, yes men round they circle that’s why they paying for it 

whip the malibu real nice that shit look good like right on 
remember whippin out the kia that shit was made in 04 
you know i’m 19 in a 19 ion like to drive slow
i’m pushing 40 over limit i dont cap in my songs

Right On - Lil Baby (Feedvro Remix)

rifle on me
if a player wanna fucking play the game
try my party
we gone blast shit up this aint no fortnite man
dont say sorry
i just move on like i hit the fuckin plane
mathamatics
subtract all these niggas from the playing field

Red dot gone zoom in this shit is so spectacular
no im not a gangster but i be catch bodies on regular 
They say you Feedvro you so crazy I can see you next up
Told em niggas shut up I got big plans for the next one

How yo brother pass away and then yo go and fuck his sister?
Lames done shut yo friend and all u did was just complain on discord.
I dont fw pussy niggas, you know im finna slide on em
Pussy bitch I see you in real life I get to sliding on you

Test my gangsta, idgaf im finna beat you nigga
White boys from the midwest talking big like they so fuckin official
How you making hyperpop and talking bout that gun swinging
Niggas talk to white boys in a suit and think they fuckin made it

Hiding behind that autotune pussy bitch u fuckin need it
Bitch you need a treadmill finna stomp you out In some Adidas
Niggas pushing 30 and they hanging round them 19s
Bitch im loading 30s cuz on my list I got 19

niggas in casinos and they throwing they whole life away
fat ass nigga sittin on his ass smokin mid all day
big nose motherfucker finna stomp you out in NC
tell that pussy perc that he a bitch he not my enemy

bitch you got three mouths to feed ik you know yo life is over
nigga 24 behind the laptop man you niggas bozos
how you mad she hanging round w me bitch she can suck my dick
get that purple hair bitch inside my crib she creamin off my tip

FUCK THE UNDERGROUND (prod.Tady Fletcher)

Lyrics:
Bitch im weirdo I creep down yo block
Get to the money im never gone stop
I'm whipping that chicken inside of da pot
Go cut my hands still pushing that rock
Bitches stand still when the temp get too hot

i can never lose i can never go wrong
i said i hahahha im laughing at the f-

how tf does he get all these bitches inside malibu? 
they stare at my pockets and they question like what he do??
i could whistle on the beat like *whistle* that shit still sound good 
Bitch im in that NEW RS no stopping bitch im living good

Bitch its lil Feedvro I stay at the top
She givin that sloppy I call her big top
I like my bitches as a big a rock

wait hold on hold on hold on I said I like my bitches as big as a rock 
but I’m lying because I like my bitches as big as a boulder

she crying i give her cold shoulder
she said that she love when I choke her
My file too big for her folder yeah

Hit the vibrato like im Cody luv
These bitches wanna fuck but I tell em look up
The sky is the limit but you gone get nun
Hit a bitch from the back now she look like mutt
pull up in a chevy suburban big truck

Hit a bitch from the side put a pill in her butt 
All she want is the money but idgaf
Fucking cuffin a bitch I got bitches to fuck
Why love on one bitch when I can have tons
Big body bitch in the crib Im gone nut

These niggas lazy all day on the internet
Sippin fake wock like a bitch I aint innadat
Cut off the wifi you niggas irrelevant
These bitches musty all smell like some cigarettes 

Label pay me a Milly I need me a bigger bet
Got yo bitch and my bitch I need me a bigger bed
Crowd goin I need me a bigger ven
everyone in that bitch going crazy like yeahhh

how tf does he get all these bitches in the malibu 
they stare at my pockets and they question like what he do??
i could whistle on the beat like *whistle* that shit still sound good 
Bitch im in that NEW RS no stopping bitch im living good

Boulder (Prod. Proxen X Ymar)

bae you left me brokenhearted
text me back you say you sorry
you stressin me this so retarded
i cant stand you

bae you left me you never do that
you texting me you wish you knew that
im sorry baby i just cant be seen around with you

(?)
i want yo love baby <3
i won’t show love </3

i just cant wait to be around with just you again
lifes traumatic without you and i cant go through that pain again
baby come back i was playin
show you love ill show you fame
hold me down ill shine your name
been said that but im now sayin

baby I need you to tell me right now
if u gone be for me
tell me right now that you’ll never leave
tell me right now that you’ll never leave
do anything for you cuz you’re sweet
omg you might get me to go down on one knee
black tux please go say yes to this ring…..

ill never forget the one way that you treated me
how can you say that you love me and cheat on me
is my heart a game to you, cuz you really beating it
at first it was love then next you was leaving me

(?)
i want yo love baby <3
i won’t show love </3

Bipolar Love (p. frozy x olivereastonn)

Lyrics:

I got hitman on the beat, we gone find out where he sleep
Agent Feedvro 47 shoot my green light and release 
Aint no time im taking off Im steady running through these beats

I got this new plan getting planned outs
And im Feedvro rich that’s the way I branch out
Card Apple Silver Stick and it stand out
Talk bold with da font get a man down

Brace yourself cuz I aint doin no handouts
If you not one of mine den go put yo hand down
Top 10 and the fans say hands down
G.O.A.T. im an animal man now

Now Im spitting bars like a gun yeah ig you could say im goin full rambo
Not taking a break imma grab me a handful
If that nigga not dead then we grabbing more ammo
These bullets gone spray like shotgun be careful
Put me in a circle imma stand on my ten toes
If you got so many bitches inside of your group then I guess you just got a new 10 fold

Remember being on the floor in Egypt I was hungry
Bad Bitch from Korea and she telling me im funny
Im hopping on these beats like the fucking easter bunny
Finna bring a lambo back to the hood and count my money

Charging the boost in the 1.5
RS new swag turbo on fire
If he gonna run then we gonna chase him
If he got a gun then we gonna blaze him
If he got the scope then we got the tracer
If he got some led then we gonna erase him
He got an advance, bring it back to the basics
Hang him by a rope then ig we some racists

bitch i’m a real spitta
know real spinners
tyreek couldnt run in the field w em
Bitch im a duck w the way that I bill niggas
party w up w my gang imma build w em

Bitch I got robbed 3 times then never again 
got robbed by niggas i used to call friends
been stood up and stuck up on different occasions
put my head down now a 100 is basic

know some scammers that got caught and them niggas went jail
know some niggas that got shot n rip to you for real
wish i could free all of my niggas that are stuck up in the penn
My brodie got caught lacking by police now he doing 15 in the cell

Bitch im go to war for my damn blood
That’s deep in me and imma stand for it 
Remember in the streets I was well known
Walkin by myself on my ten toes

Power cut off on me every night
When the water cut off I was bathing in ice
Jus took my mama out to Tiffanys and now she bathing in ice

Remember back then 20 dollar jeans was just a trip to hell
Now Im shippin every pair of denim thru the fuckin mail
Walk up into any store and buy it out in el paseo
Pussy bitches talking all online you niggas fuckin mayo

Real Spitta (prod. HitmanAudio)

Lyrics:
Feedvro you the greatest
When I wake up its my birthday bitch don’t be like happy belated
Finna count these racks and look at the sky and thank god that we made it
My birthday wish is to wake up be like omg im famous

When I pull out my wallet and stand on my money I feel like Anthony Davis

I love when I step out the rs and they be like Feedvro like how you do that
Got your BU inside of the MALI she got in the back and then I blew that
I be getting so nervous when im near the money cuz I be in love w the blue racks
I can never choose one or her friend so I love when im getting me some of that two pack

bitch it’s my birthday you know that i’m buggin i’m need me another 400
30 for 30 they gone give me 40 i feel like usain how i run it
i’m feeling like fourteen every day with the way i keep it 300
you know that i get it in every way add a 60 to the 3 hunnid 

Got yo ass You thought I was done
Bitch its my birthday I say it again I might just go dunk on Lebron
Ik im the greatest but let me say a prayer to the greatest one

Thank god for my family thank god for my friends 
Thank god for my health thank god for my bands
I gotta thank god for all of these bands
Like thank you god for all of these bands
I gotta thank god for one thing the most
Like thank you god for making Feedvro
Now everybody look at the sky and thank god for making Feedvro

Feedvro you the greatest
When I wake up its my birthday bitch don’t be like happy belated
Finna count these racks and look at the sky and thank god that we made it
My birthday wish is to wake up be like omg im famous

When I pull out my wallet and stand on my money I feel like Anthony Davis

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEEDVRO (prod.ethxn)

@1polkadot
Lyrics:

I got me a check and I got me a Choppa
So I went ahead and bought me a choppa
If you wanna fade u better come proper
Imma stay running cuz I aint no jogger
Boy you a fake u finna win a Oscar
Ik niggas that’ll do ya for a dollar
Ik niggas that’ll send ya to the doctor
Kick the bitch out like we playing soccer
Came from the bottom now I pop my collar 
Imma popstar so you know I rock her

Make a nigga dance do the NLE Choppa
Whistle the ref cuz I shot the oppas
We making him dance like a popstarra
I making her scream like she in a opera

I pull out and blam like im Micheal Jackson
He think that he funny his last name is blackson
You talking that sweet and we get to blasting
Whats on my feet a brain of a bastard

(? shi idk lmaoo)
So so clean like a money machine
You a broke boy get off of my team
Back stabbing nigga u a clown u a fiend

Make Him Dance! (Ft. Polkadot) [Prod. Odece]

Make everyday yours!
Lyrics:
I Had to wake up
And chase this bag
Running on wifi still no lag
I cut this bitch off just like a new tag
I say good morning to all of my fans

4 lights in the front shit look like a jag
I roll down the glass and the speakers on blast
My bitch in da cut like she still go to class
Put a smile on her face just by buying a bag

Brand new RS that shit crazy
Turn up in this bitch like we in AZ
Had to call up my bitch now we in a two seat
Cannot love on no bitch cannot give her my seed

Think I might go pro how I ball like the heat
Just a met a new bitch now she in love w me
Might go out to France and fly out Gigi
She love playing games but Ik love me

Got that 1.5 but that shit turbocharged
Im in love w the grind so imma reach for the stars
I Stand on my bands I think I could touch mars
I can go on forever these bottomless bars

I Had to wake up
And chase this bag
Running on wifi still no lag
I cut this bitch off just like a new tag
I say good morning to all of my fans

Wake up in the morning n im like yeah!

Good Morning! (prod. keykelly)

Lyrics:
when i wake up all i see is your face
i get so sad when i give you that space
i need you the most so i could feel safe
your love is electric i love getting tazed

Put your scent in a bottle i love when it spray
u got a heart filter on your pretty face
i love when u smile yeah you make my day
i need you the most so i could feel safe

baby i need you more than anything in this world
Babygirl let me put u in a twirl  Baby Girl, talk to me
I need you to walk to me
I can’t just have you loving me
I need that without you I can’t breathe

Baby without u I can’t breathe 
Ill give you everything Ill give you my seed
Everything that you want u get it from me
I can never say no to my baby 

Ill go walk a 100 miles everyday just to see you
Ill walk on that fire just so I could feel you 
Plenty of fish in the sea but I need to reel you
Don’t wanna do FaceTime I need the real you

Bbg wait wait wait wait wait
I love touching your body and your pretty waist
Aint nothing can top off my love for your face
U shouting for god I love when u pray

Said nothing can top off my love for your face
Need love from your body my secret lil place
Told all of these bitches to get out of my way
Cuz nothing can take me away from my bae

Baby I need you right now now
White flag for you baby no foul

If a nigga gon test turn a glock to a pen
Finna lock u all up w a 4 digit pin
Aint nobody gone love you the way that I am
Committed to you like im going to Penn

My bedtime story is just six words
Ooh “baby I love you no remorse”
You turn all my frowns upside down
My pretty lil bae you deserve a new crown

Got so many flows yea no one can stop me
Im a hot nigga spitting might start a tsunami
Had that bitch ride my dick like salami
I can turn any love song into a damn party
Turn up in this bitch like we won the Lombardi
How you say you a rapper but your bars are sorry

when i wake up all i see is your face
i get so sad when i give you that space
i need you the most so i could feel safe
your love is electric i love getting tazed

Put your scent in a bottle i love when it spray
u got a heart filter on your pretty face
i love when u smile yeah you make my day
i need you the most so i could feel safe

Pretty Face (prod.ghost)

Lyrics:

(Feedvro)
Cuz i been posted up w some bitches
Gettin numbas im getting riches
I love counting up them digits
I can run it up w no issue

I can run it up w no issue
U got no money thats an issue
Im on the cover art first issue

Cuz i cant feel bad for you lames
Pussy bitch u always switch lanes
Talkin shit u need to get laid
Im posted up yea im w jayce

Hold up bitch im in my zone
Real rap shit i rap like a goat
You rap real dum u real slow
Think he up doing discord shows
Yea stupid lil bitch i aint listen to yo songs
I feel like Feed Irving yea i got the sauce

No man can stop me they gone need a zone
I fear no man I only fear god
I talk to my fans they told me to drop
Can’t trust on a bitch cuz Im bout to pop off
I told all of my bros that I love em on god

If my Brodie gone fall then that we pick him right up
I don’t like to cap but you know that I tuck
These bitches can’t rap but I do it for fun
I feel like lil Wonka how I run it up
I feel like lil Juan cuz I get it done
I feel like 14 cuz im glowing up
Finna pass it to Jayce cuz Ik he go dumb
He my only real comp we left the ops stumped

(fourteendays)
Im finna slide on this hoe
She wanna go to melrose
I put the racks in my bag
This aint no Marc Jacobs tote

He wanna be me but he cant do
Sticks on us like rambo
She loves big price tags and i hate when saks closed

Ik he a fan
Imma spend this shit cuz i can
He aint virtualworld like me
He aint welcome in my land

Bitch im one of a kind
Couldnt make me in a lab
Lets just hope theres no issue
Cuz my boys gone blam

I rock Rick Owens no RAF
Look at them and I laugh
Got a lot of weight on my back
Carrying this swag

I rock Rick Owens no RAF
Look at them and I laugh
Got a lot of weight on my back
Carrying this swag

(feedvro)
Yeah pussy boy watch u get passed up
U finna get smoked like cancer
I told this bitch to back up
Cuz ion really like no dancers

Cuz i been posted up w some bitches
Gettin numbas im getting riches
I love counting up them digits
I can run it up w no issue

I can run it up w no issue

First Issue (ft. fourteendays)

Lyrics:
Dear Mama
these niggas talk shit hind my back but i really dont care
swear to god that my heart is now frozen so i wear da montclair
omg momma im bout to breakout im a mf staar
s2g momma imma get you like every single car

how tf do you pretend you ok when niggas dont like you
if they see you do well they shake yo hand turnaround n they spite you
niggas tongue be forked in two don’t let em bite you
i done seen the worst of the worst gotta let you know insight you 

S2g these niggas be fake these niggas Fugazi
Day ones turn into snakes 
How you say you my bro then you go ahead turnaround snake me

Mama let it not faze me
Give me the energy not to go crazy
I don’t lost me too many Im starting to hate me
Imma take a step back cuz now my heart is now aching

She said bad juju go ahead and go shake it
Speak out the energy you wanna take in
Mama I promise to you that imma go make it
Every dollar and bill yeah imma go take it

Way I started this shit im never gone break it
Had to start from the bottom where niggas don’t make it
Thank god for these bands and the bread that im making
Imma keep doing me and im never pump faking 

Had to get this shit off my chest I swear I did
Write a letter to my mom told her I love her I did
Switch my flow cuz my momma helped me win

Yeah
Hop on the beat and I kill it again
Im still goin in im not making amends
Beat up the beat like its beef w the mids
Had to tell all my ops im not beefing w mid

Had to make a new banger I did it again
Mama told me quit playin so i came to win
Finna spin with da bag like my first name was Finn
Im bipolar as shit but ik im a 10

Talk my shit on the mic cuz I know that can
How you talk shit on the mic but u cannot throw hands
No pork on the fork but im still going ham
Im blocking these shots they call me feedbam

Dear mama yea
Just like I said I promise yeah 
Imma get better I promise yeah
Look at me now im a prophet yeah

Mama I told you I won’t let em bother me
Look at me im fulfilling the prophecy
Got my back to the world and my head in astrology
Still standing tall yeah I hope that you proud of me

Letter To My Mama (prod.youknowozi)

Lyrics:
Doin 125 on the dash
Got yo bitch on her knees in the back
Way im whipping this shit ion crash
Cuz bitch im the joker I laugh Ha Ha

These niggas can’t do it like me
I shoot that bitch up from the three
Only pass the ball when I ball with my team
Feedvro is a god damn beast
Wear that shit on a tee

2900 I come from the slums
I ran me my racks you still down you a bum
I came from the bottom I still held my tongue
Now I talk cuz I can and its fun

How you talking shit but you blanket yo plays?
Finna air this bitch out like a new bag of lays
Im still doing me im stuck in my ways
Nobody can stop me so get out my face

New bag and it say Margiela
He think that he me but I do it better
Feedvro is the greatest inside any weather
You think that she like you but I get her wetter

Hop on the beat and I kill it I do that
Why that nigga so mad? Just come get your boo back.
Took that bitch to the back and ong yeah I blew that
Hop out of the malibu counting up blue stacks

You bought her new Gucci but I bought her Kroger
Why put ice on a bitch when I could get colder
Do not want the bitch if she not like a boulder
That bitch is a freak got a tat on her shoulder

He think that he up cuz he talked to my bitch?
I don’t give a fuck but I told him like which?
Got so many bitches I don’t give a shit
I be playing for Chelsea I pull out the stick

Imma go on forever I do it again
Feedvro is the greatest… to ever punch in
Won’t ever stop til im pushing a Benz
Not talking bout S bitch I need a M

I don’t fw you so yo music I mute it
Had to tell all these bitches that I really do this
He think that fly but he look like mucus
Take her to the back now I fuck on her gluteus

Cuz bitch im the joker yea I do not play
You can just tell by the scars on my face
Whippin in da Mali im switching up lanes
I do not say lame that nigga bruce Wayne 

Nobody can do it like me!
Feedvro you the greatest say that on my team
Always getting money cuz I am a fiend
If you search “who the goat” its gone pull up lil feed

Doin 125 on the dash
Got yo bitch on her knees in the back
Way im whipping this shit ion crash
Cuz bitch im the joker I laugh Ha Ha

Joker! (prod. ggravee X crybabycamo)

Lyrics: 
Bitch I kill it then I do it once again once again
Told that bitch to get away she not my plans not my plans
I got them racks inside my jeans them shits look fat shit look fat
Fuck that bitch gave her a pill im not her mans im not her mans

NEW MONEY BLUE x15!

When I walk outside my crib you know I got my fie fie
He cannot compare to me that nigga is like 5 5
Had to get my bitch away from me I told her bye bye
Bitch don’t blow my phone just blow my dick like a massassa (lollipop)

Yeah Feedvro on the top yeah
Feedvro finna blow up
Bitch I feel like Joe Biden 
When im in the soda
Bitch I feel like Chief Keef
Im a fucking glo boy
Nobody can stop me cuz im so fucking chosen

I should be going to prison for killing these beats
And intention to murder
Yeah they call me feed dahmer im stabbing the beat and I eat up the beat like a donut
Nobody can do it like me nobody can do it like feed on a notice
Bitch im the king of the underground coming to put you lil niggas on notice 

Bitch I kill it then I do it once again once again
Told that bitch to get away she not my plans not my plans
I got them racks inside my jeans them shits look fat shit look fat
Fuck that bitch gave her a pill im not her mans im not her mans

NMB (prod.after1mage)

Come This Way x8

My baby 
come this way
Lets take a flight bae
Hop in the right lane
Lets go the right way
The way where you stay
You staying w me
Im playing no games 

You staying w me lil baby I promise a scene from the field my baby
Hop on a new seat kick yo feet my baby
Yo hair and yo nails and they done lil baby
I get you every little lil thing my baby

I get you every little thing my baby
I promise you a new ring my baby
Just look down at the ring and it bling my baby
Next one finna have a new spring my baby

Woah, no one compares to you
You getting what you choose
Nobody over you 

45 make it buss no stopping
Nobody touching my baby no flocking
Bust it wide open I kill it I’m wanted
My baby so special I feel like I’m flaunting

Cuz my baby the baddest 
My baby a savage
Used to think these thots were hot but now these bitches   average

Making my love to my baby
Kiss her neck and bite her lips
Love so deep im diving in
Love so deep im diving innnn

Come This Way x8

Come This Way (Prod. troiner)

¡ELLA BAILLE COMO PUTAAAAAAAA!
Letra:
Ella está quitando todo su ropa
Morenita bailando y vino de europa
Gastando todo el dia como gane el copa
Mi dinero la vuelve bien loca

¡ELLA BAILLE COMO PUTAAAAAAAA!

Sabes que tengo gucci y Dolce & Gabbana
Le pregunté de dónde lo saca. ella dijo su mama 
Yo dije hasta luego ella dijo hasta mañana
Entonces le dije que quiero verte bailar

¡ELLA BAILLE COMO PUTAAAAAAAA!

Tengo la gucci, louis, dolce gabbana
¿Que quieren las mueres? ¡El Fendi y Prada!
Soy en un chevy y tu en el honda
Robé a tu mujer y me la llevé a mi casa

tráelo de vuelta
tráelo de vuelta
t-t-tráelo de vuelta
ven a la izquierda
mover a la derecha
y luego le dije
Quítate la camisa

¡ELLA BAILLE COMO PUTAAAAAAAA!

¡ELLA BAILLE COMO PUTA!

A 1000 miles away
It starts it rain
When you walk away
And you get right up
And you leave me here
In this dry ass heat
Wipe away my tears
But I forgive you 

Cause I know its not your fault
But its still unsolved
My love for you
It will wait a year
Just another day
I will be right here 
Cuz im not walking

The distance and the time between us would never change my mind
Cuz baby I would die 4 you
Even when it rains or if its pouring
Through every lighting strike and thunderstorm
I would die for you

Fast forward another day 
I wanna run away
I wanna run away
With you with me
And you on me
With your hand in mine
Can we please lock eyes

I will never let this fall apart
Cuz every day and night I wanna fall in love
Like when I first met you
And I took you out
And you let me in
I will forever be thankful

The distance and the time between us would never change my mind
Cuz baby I would die 4 you
Even when it rains or if its pouring
Through every lighting strike and thunderstorm
I would die for you

Die 4 You (prod. Immortal)

R3AL M3. (prod. ayceboy144)

Cayman (prod. Moistcrack)

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@toxin_brewer

i roll me a blunt and inside is da opp...

Get To A Bag W/Toxin Brewer

Bankroll W/Ethxnvi (prod.mimofr)

Other Half (REMIX) [prod.macis]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEEDVRO #2 (prod. Feedvro x DxnnyFxntom)

HALA MBAPPE!

I Feel Like Travis Scott (RELEASED EVERYWHERE)

i miss us (ft.indie)

[Feedvro]
I got no one to trust me
No one to love me
Its all my fault
I should’ve been seen it coming
Breaking it down yeah I know that im ugly
Feeling so sad but Im feeling so lovely
(x2)

Water on my neck its so shine shine shine yeah
Steal that boy chain now its mine mine mine yeah
Bling bling my watch I dont know what the time is
don’t stare too long cuz my diamonds hypnotic
Dragon Ball Z on you bitches like it’s budokai
Play w the gang and I promise you that you gone die
Bitches love me cuz they know that im supa fly
Dropping they jaws when the door go suicide

[Funeral]
pull up with a heater on god
he gon fall
i aint getting caught bitch
i run from the law
i aint with no thot bitch
but you know i love them all

ima do a homicide
baby is you down to ride
cause if you finna ride with me
then ima have to do it right

bitch ima slide slide slide
in that Mercedes Coupe Benz
and im shooting at that boy
like im shooting thru the lenz

and if you pull up with your friends
then im shooting at your friends
bitch the glock aint no pretend
ima make his life end

[Feedvro] 
I got no one to trust me
No one to love me
Its all my fault
I should’ve been seen it coming
Breaking it down yeah I know that im ugly
Feeling so sad but Im feeling so lovely
(x2)
Water on my neck its so shine shine shine yeah
Steal that boy chain now its mine mine mine yeah
Bling bling my watch I dont know what the time is
don’t stare too long cuz my diamonds hypnotic

no12luv (ft. funeral) (p.vystol)

Versatility
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