SQUiRT SZN

WHAT'$ GOOD?

*LYRICS*

*and he put me in a coma and he put me in a coma ow ow*

Sahara Sahara 
Pequeña muñeca
Lookin like a Rebecca
Grand daddy Argentina
Wit a French ass buela
Zenon, so interstella
Sugar daddy with the prenup 
who care if it’s legal
Dulce de leche
C’est bon c’est bon, and a yerba mate
Like jenga you fallin
Oh oui! Oh oui!
I heard he want me, so sweet and salty
Jubilee, extra cherry
Sahara, sahara, 
I’m looking for some dick, some fun dip, bubble stick
Zooka zooka bubble gum
Who ya runnin from?
Who ya runnin from?

He think i’m getting soft on him now, twinkie hostess on him now, flip the script watch him drown
He a little baby OW,  go and cry his little eyes out, feeling like a child now
But the dick so long put me in a coma ow ow, put me in a coma now
and he put me in a coma and he put me in a coma ow ow

CHAKRA CHIP
Chakra Chip, What chya know about a bitch who’s got sexy ass hips 
Always got a blunt hanging from her plump ass lips
Qita ta te
Toca me
Qita ta te
Toca me
Take me to your room papi
Let me feel your ehmm papi
Uyyyy cucuy got me feeling all gooey
In dewy ass love
Know i can’t get enough
Put no one above you
That dick so long make me love you

* And he put me in a coma and he put me in a coma and he put me in a coma ow ow *

JUBiLEE (prod. ryanxavier)

*LYRICS*
**oh me oh my oh me oh my!**

SAHARA
Im so gone off the xanies (so gone)
Been suckin em like candy (yum!)
Avoiding life like plan b
Bitch i never had a family * (DAMN) 
sour like a cherry
But im lookin like a fairy
Other worldly, godly got a big vocabulary
Ha ha ha ha
Said he got a bitch on the side, said he want a piece my pie, put him on read, no reply
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Sahara got chakra in da whip, don’t give a fuck bout a bitch, 
solipsist, solipsist,
Don’t give a fuck about a bitch, 
Don’t give a fuck about the lames,                                                                                                                      
got a big heart such a little frame
Jiggy bae, jiggy bae
Lookin for me no caller ID 
M.I.A M.I.A
Such a big heart in such a little frame 
Can’t hold my weight, hold my weight

CHAKRA CHIP
Let me interject real quick, quick, quick
My name is chakra fuckin chip
Looking at you honey dip, dip, dip
Third eye like a microchip
So open watch it drip drip drip
He say i taste like choco pie he say i taste like choco pie
Oh me oh me oh me oh my 
I call that chakra pie I call that chakra pie
that pie gonna open your third eye

And he look me in my eye
Say i taste like apple pie,
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh myyy

YUNG SYRUP
Silky milky mama uh huhh
 raised by aunt jemimah OOKKKK
Gold chain, gold nails, gold pain, gold chain never fuck with cocaine
Juicy couture, flavor real mature,
Syrup coming in gushy ushy 
Real dominican chocolate pudding
Saltier than salt water
Harder than a hard cider
Aunty raised me 
to be greater  than the great seaq
I’m not artificial, the most superficial
Silk, silk, lemonade
Round the corner, money’s made
Gold, chain, gold nails, gold pain, gold chain 
& he said he want this pie, taste like cherries but he shy, IHOP open all the time oh me oh my 

Yung syrup
Catch me looking in the mirror
All day and night
Drizzle me down so syrupy now, too many treats now
Don’t know which one you gonna wanna eat, oh my god
Help him please, he come closer I say freeze, put him to his knees, 
and I leave

APPLE PiE (prod. ETHEREAL)

*LYRICS*

And my chain hang low,
cleanse my aura let him know
Crystals shining in the light
it's not platinum, it's moonstone
And he wanna start a fight, 
so I had to let him know
That my uzi finna..blow

Sahara Dessert:
I don't fuck with violence, right
babyboy he wanna fight
he put me in a mood tonight, right
And he say he know my soul
but he got no self control
He say he got my love
he don't got it no mo'
OK OK 
My aura is so pretty
OK OK 
My karma is so jiggy
OK, yea he in his old ways
got the uzi okay, hold up
let me rephrase,
okay right, said he got the uzi right
lil pretty aphrodite,
typa bitch to fist fight, alright

OK OK 
he say he want the drama yea he got the uzi
He think he so special yea he Mr. pick and choosay
OK OK he say he got the lil uzi uzi

Yung Syrup:
OK back and forth we running
Kitana swaying and gunnin
pull the uzi now he frontin'
Oh my god, yea he don't think he flawed
yea I'm throwin shade
yea his ego in the way
Solar Plexus need to fade,
boy that's facts
I got niggas,
I got racks
break my heart I bounce back
Keep it business, always switchin
stayin' different, won the battle 
now I'm always hittin'

OK OK 
he say he want the drama yea he got the uzi
He think he so special yea he Mr. pick and choosay
OK OK he say he got the lil uzi uzi

Chakra Chip:
*brraa braaa*
DAMN
shot me in the dark,
cause you ain't got no heart
nigga,
Take a breath real quick,
fuckin' wit Chakra Chip
Saaah, now I'm namaste
got my feelings out the way
oh my god, oh my god 
I need space
nigga, get up out my face
bitch,
Yea sticks and stones may break my bones
but words will never hurt me
HUH 
I'm above it,
my flesh heals fast, my soul heals slow
if you was woke you'd already know
See you wack, living in the past
you can kiss my ass,
how's that for a snack
Food for thought, 
the future is female,
so let me tell you in detail
We play it dirty, get to know you when we flirty
then boop, know you better than you do
See that's knowledge, that's key
brain stay flexin like Bruce Lee

OK OK 
he say he want the drama yea he got the uzi
He think he so special yea he Mr. pick and choosay
OK OK he say he got the lil uzi uzi

GUMMY (prod. LexNour)

*LYRICS*

Bitch pick me up I'm too cute to be walking
Bitch pick me up, I'm too cute to be walking
Pick me up, I'm too cute to walk
Gucci on my feet, Prada, Fendi skeet skeet
Pick me up, Prada on my feet
Prada on my feet, Gucci skeet skeet

Yung Syrup:
I'm too cute, I'm too cute
Rollin with Sahara, yea we pull out the loot
Chakra in Fendi, yea she feelin real cute
96' I came out stuntin'
Don't come with hate, silly bitches stay huntin'
Cause we flossin' like we boujee,
bickenheads act like they knew me
Afrocentric, yea I'm groovy
Hard working lil' cutie
Stackin' on the loot it's a duty
Silky fall in love with the booty
Got my gold rings call the ubi
Balenciaga, Fendi, Louie, Prada
You can't afford nada
Salsi bae muchacha mala
Don't test silky milky mama, yea

Sahara Dessert:
There goes ya mans
okay okay okay
Pick me up, drippy jelly in da whip
I dip, you dip, we dip
Don't push my gas, yea I'm quick to flip
reverse that shit
He fuck wit me for good fortune
so possessive, HA HA Taurus
Oh your bitch copy me
(oh your bitch copy me?)
ooh oooh drippy jelly, sauce ragu
Ooh, she bitin' wanna chew
Gooey ooh
Fuckin down to misbehave 
that's gonna take me to my grave
but she so one dimensional
she can't ride my fuckin' wave

Bitch pick me up I'm too cute to be walking
Pick me up, I'm too cute to walk
Gucci on my feet, Prada, Fendi skeet skeet
Pick me up, Prada on my feet
Prada on my feet, Gucci skeet skeet

Yung Syrup:
Real talk, these diamonds on my wrist watch
don't really mean a thing
I know I'm Prada, Fendi, Gucci everything
that don't crown me king
Yung Syrup did it all on her own
Conjuring up thoughts in my pretty little dome
say you done did it nigga I been shown
watch out now Yung Syrup real grown
(she grown)

Chakra Chip:
*H TOWN HOLD IT DOWN*
Oh now you xaned out,
nigga I cashed out
I want that good life
Done with that hood life
I tell the truth even when I lie, lie, lie
Rags to riches so I see right through these fake bitches
Look in the mirror, what you see, who you gonna be
Estrella for real, you know the deal 
Tryna make a mil, 
gon' get it, gon' get
If niggas try and stop you 
step on em' wit ya red bottoms
Ah, got em'

CRÉME BRÛLÉE (prod. Clever_Au)

*LYRICS*

Sahara Dessert:
Really I'm the plug,
really, really, I'm the plug
So jiggy on my own, uh huh
I don't need no fake love
Income in, incoming 
devilish, tryna copy on my sin
sorry baby we ain't neva been akin
Uh huh, uh huh
say Sahara superficial
Uh huh, uh huh
she say talk about real issues
Uh huh uh huh
I been reading on the dharma,
I ain't takin, oh I dana
Bliss moving thru my chakras

*get the cash do the dash uh huh uh huh* x2
get the cash do the dash, make my money make it fast, roll with me you better last, I'm so pretty mrs. jiggy

Pretty I'm the plug
so pretty I'm the plug x4

Yung Syrup:
Got all these humans
but not enough souls
A whole bunch of empty headed niggas hittin bowls
swear like they englightened
frontin' you so frightened,
I'm the thunder and the lightening
yea my aura is so brightening
Bitch I'm sparking, yea I'm glowing
Jiggy bae see that melanin
Bitch I'm sparkling,
money trees is what I'm harvesting
Bitch I'm sparkling, funny how niggas act
when you make a stack, bitch don't break ya back
Tryna catch me slipping, I don't slack
ooo bitch I'm sparkling
Spirit like a kid, catch me all over the grid
Bitch I'm sparking, yea I'm sparkling 
I'm glowing, bitch I'm sparkling
yea I'm sparkling, I'm glowing

So pretty I'm the plug
so pretty I'm the plug x4

Cassandra:
It's hard for me, 
I don't know bout you
Not acting on the things I wanna do, ay
I'm feeling spicy, I'm feeling like ice
I'm feeling sexy, and everything nice
I'm feeling steamy, I wanna be freaky
If you were the winter, then I'd be your sun
Mr. boy don't tempt me
like I want you to, it's cruel, don't be a fool
you know I want like this, just like you do (just like you do)
You know when you feel it, is he bad? Is he bad?
If he touch me like that, I might not care, I might go mad
Like a battle in my heart, my mind, a crime,
a sin some would say
But I'm really just, really just wanting to play, ay
Who says I can't express, I do what I want
I have control, as long as I don't go against my soul
You catch my aura, it's shining in your face, like stardust
If you don't like it, get outta my way

So pretty I'm the plug
so pretty I'm the plug x4

BONBON feat. Cassandra Jewel (prod. JacobLethal)

*LYRICS*

1,2 We coming for you
3,4 Better lock your doors

Yung Syrup:
Ayo I been around the block
yea, I ain't brand new
A real woman with a love so true
and a silly nigga so foolish
yea, he neva knew
Yo, yo, yo, yo, who the fuck is you?
Stop talkin' out ya ass you real chatty
chew ya words up 
and spit em' out like taffy
Enough lies,
cutting ties, word is bond,
keep it classy
I ain't here to make a bum nigga happy
Yung Syrup I'm a prude 
and they still love me
To keep it G, I ain't rude
but you still ugly
Yea, I said it, yea I said it
Play Syrup once, 
nigga she gon' fuckin get it, oo

1,2 We coming for you
3,4 Better lock your doors
5,6 Better pack your shit
7,8 It's too late

Sahara Dessert:
Hold up wait, hold up wait
I been making figure 8's
Tonya Harding, good grace
More than my body weight
Clear the air, give me space,
Give me space,
Clear my brain, meditate
meditate, 
Get back pushin' weight,
huh
Jiggy woah, jiggy woah
He say I'm so literal,
messages subliminal
Eatin' from my garden,
now he gettin' so biblical
Grabbin' on my pussy,
now he getting so political,
Woah
Got him falling for me,
falling for my kundalini
Eatin' on my kitty
Say I need it done,
and he do it fucking quickly
Aura so pink need a quickie
Sticky icky itty bitty,
Woah

1,2 We coming for you
3,4 Better lock your doors
5,6 Better pack your shit
7,8 It's too late

Chakra Chip:
Tick tock nigga,
you on the clock nigga
Bout to be a REDRUM if you don't talk, nigga
Oh, you forgot nigga?
Tick, tick, tick, tick, 
keep your eyes on it
On my hypnotize shit
Oh my god! Oh my God!
they love me, how could you not
Guess your minds playing tricks on ya
Scorpio bout to mothafuckin' flip on ya
All work no play makes Chakra
All work no play makes Chakra
Cool bih, cool bih, 
Hop up in my cool whip,
press the gas, going fast, 
Times up, yea I gotta dip
Skkkrt Skrrrt
You broke your promise, bih

1,2 We coming for you
3,4 Better lock your doors
5,6 Better pack your shit
7,8 It's too late

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