eternally abused [p. reesoo x johnnyfriend]

She <3 Drugs prod. clappednik

w/ @caponeti
@prodkirian x jai



lyrics
im sippin on wok this aint tris bitch
get to running up a sack like its christmas
he in a body bag im a mortician
she came w him i leave w her i took his mistress
took a red and took a blue cant the difference 
he cant find the bag he got no intuition
i get u knocked off u on a hit list
knock his top off ion miss shit
hit the bank yeah im making deposits yeah im countin digits
this aint mls sorry baby u cant kick it
know im bout my bread bout my guap bout my biscuits 
aimin for the head arp imma risk it

capo:
yeah we gone risk it
with my brothers trained for the business 
heighten up your aim boy you’re missing 
i just poured the wok in a base of a mistic
if its problems about it i got aim
sorry if you just tapped in you too late
if you’re biting just be honest about you’re so lame
told em that i got it just stay up in yo lane
they tryna lie on me say i got no range
n***** be talking they really got no brains
i keep popping shit with my n***** got no shame
just know that money come in and it wont change 
bad yella bitch wanna link at the hotel
aint sign the deal told em hope that it goes well
come get some work we got prices a low sale
if you dont know this then you gone know hell damn

intuition w/ caponeti (kirian , jai)

motion [p.crmsyn]

DEMONS GOT ME TRIPPIN #FREESTYLE #TRAPGOTH #REAPMOBB (+essaycheye)

risky w/ rans0m prod. skkady

Produced by Wren and Engineered by Wrst

Lyrics
[Chorus]
Why you take my heart and you put it in the dirt
I don't wanna fuck shorty just tryna flirt
Why you broke my heart all you left me with was hurt
All you left me with was hurt all you left me with was hurt woah
(Ok!)
Why you take my heart and you put it in the dirt
I don't wanna fuck shorty just tryna flirt
Why you broke my heart all you left me with was hurt
All you left me with was hurt all you left me with was hurt woah

[Verse]
I been crying everyday 
my whole-my whole-my whole-my whole-my whole
Shoot me in the fucking brain
I need something-something
I been crying everyday my whole life is filled with hate
Shoot me in the fucking brain I need something else to say
One more reason just to pray cloudy skies are turning gray
My whole life is filled with pain take a 100 make it rain
Feel like Bladee make it drain what's yo mission what's yo aim
All this chaos in my brain burn it then it fade away

[Chorus]
Why you take my heart and you put it in the dirt
I don't wanna fuck shorty just tryna flirt
Why you broke my heart all you left me with was hurt
All you left me with was hurt all you left me with was hurt woah
(Ok!)
Why you take my heart and you put it in the dirt
I don't wanna fuck shorty just tryna flirt
Why you broke my heart all you left me with was hurt
All you left me with was hurt all you left me with was hurt woah
Why you take my heart and you put it in the dirt
I don't wanna fuck shorty just tryna flirt
Why you broke my heart all you left me with was hurt
All you left me with was hurt all you left me with was hurt woah

Hurt

Hurt [Wren] --Wrst Mix--

prod. @hoodbruh21


lyrics:
rollin down the street
2sticks john wick
john wick
got so many fuckin sticks
feel like im playin
black ops
huh yuh goons rollin around in fuckin
trackhawks
chrome hearts on my fuckin chest
not no westwood
smokin on the pack
got sum thrax up in this fuckin wood
totin ona stick put u ona shirt
is that understoond
dirty sprite 
dirty sprite sippin it everynight
my life like GTA
makin money all night

porche or the vette
i cant choose what2 whip yuh
thousand on my fit
i be steppin in sum drip yuh
steppin in sum shit 
that you never even heard of
smokin on sum shit
that youve never even seen yuh
link up wit ricky
yk we poppin beans yuh
fashion demon i cop things 
from your dreams yuh
cashgoons we make money everday
we sum fiends yuh
fiends yuh
riddin wit the stick
wit the blick yuh

feds tried 2catch me
they aint catch shit
cat n mouse but guess what bitch?
im the fuckin cat yuh
ridin around in the srt or the fuckin scattpack
lingo in the back wit a drum
he gnna attack
monkey nuts on this fuckin drako 
go bananas
dont fuck wit no white bitch
named Hannah
i dont giv no hand out
no bitch i aint no santa
pourin wok out 
in my motherfuckin fanta

rollin like its blackops
all my goons keep chops
in the vip section 
bitch tried 2give me top
yuh this is mud up in this cup
not no fuckin wine
yuh doin drugs all the time
im up in my prime
yuh how much i spend on lean
would make u fuckin cry
smokin on za everyday
till the day i die
totin chops everyday
like its blackops
totin chops everyday
like its blackops

diamonds camos up on the glock
like its blackops
sippin on wok till i cant
fuckin talk yuh

BLACKOPS (prod. BMM28)

@fngoon
@prodcashlingo


lyrics:
OFF THE DRUGS BITCH YUH
hop up in da the fuckin uber truck
in da the uber truck
in da the back i just took molly what
sippin tek since i was fuckin kid before i couldve even speak
off these drugs i cant understand a word u speakin greek
put my bitch up in rick yo bitch steady rockin shein
yuh i stay sippin lean
poppin beans what
yuh getting 2the bread by anymeans
since i was tean yuh
asian bitch hit my phone i think she wants 2linkup
yuh got so much moneys im playin fuckin tycoons
stole his guap we left him up in finical rune
drugs everyday my life look like a cartoon
drug addict drug addict
bitch ima drug addict

DRUG ADDICT (prod. cashlingo)

very old verse for CA$H TALK

@fngoon
@prodcashlingo
@cashgoons



lyrcis:

[cashlingo]
rolling off a molly, your bitch tweakin off a bean
every time I leave the crib that's like 10 bands all in my jeans
in the street catch me in rick, you walk in af1 supreme
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 hundred that's just off flippin lean

had to stop poppin the perkies, I can feel it in my heart
that boy tried to run up on me so I smoked him like a dart
chopstick giving out that cancer turn him yellow like he marge 
that bitch tryna give that sloppy but I said no she too large

that boy tryna run up on my so we put him in the mud
just copped a backwood need a opp so I can mix him with the bud
and I fuck the badest bitches ones you jerk to on the hub
you stuck in a 9-5 I just spent your rent at the club

had some money coming in so I went and copped me some marni
all the straps around my crib you would think I'm in the army
yeah she begging to suck me up she said please yeah I'm so horny
ima let her fuckin do it now her hair lookin like Ernie

[fngoon]
(all these rackz up in my jeans, they keep saggin em
fuckin on yo bitch, ya i keep baggin em
i dont really fuck withcu, no no)

ya, we sum real mothafuckin cash goons
watch my money stack up, like im playin fuckin tycoons
fuck that dude over, we just left him in financial rune
ive been fried for 4days on the fuckin moon
my vision start to look like fuckin cartoons
pop him like a bloon, filled up wit that helium
fuckin on his bitch, i dont think that she was feelin em
i just popped a perc, mix it wit my fuckin xannax
got me geekin out, got me fuckin freakin out
bitch why you tweakin out? why you tweakin out
real cash goons, since like 14 we've been gettin paid
ever since the 8th grade, countin dough like everyday
me and bizy, we get busy countin up our rackz yuh
soda so fizzy, from the percs got me feelin dizzy
take so many drugs, that im pissin fuckin purple rain
real cash goons, since like 14 we've been gettin paid

ca$h goons (ft cashlingo)

very old verse for CA$H TALK

@fngoon
@cashgoons
@prodcashlingo

lyrics:
[cashlingo]
count these racks up, I get paid
crazy bitch like Harley Quinn spit on her face
all the money coming in might cash out on a wraith (SK SKRRRRT)
bullets leave a gap in your first 10 seconds of place

rolling off a molly wants a perc to come to space
secretary lick the dick to get a raise
had to start treatin' the money like a race
unload the clip, hit my lawner beat the case

[fngoon]
i just did the fuckin race, i just did the fuckin chase
got a bad bitch, i just nutted on her face
look at my watch, it be drippin like lake
we get money, we not fake
we dont give out sauce, we not andrew tate
hit his phone, he took the bait
making money, my favoirte trait yuh
my life like great gabsy, its a blessing everyday uh
must be so depressing that you wake up, and you dont get paid
thats a reason 2hate, see why you hate on me
pop him like a piece of corn, put him up on the TV
my glock get to poppin, like a microwave to corn yuh
real cashgoons, poppin out on da scene
yuh

BLACKOPS (prod. BMM28)

fngoon

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