2gether

remix of my song "blowing strains" w/ @existwire

still don't know the prod :( 
[If u know, plz let me know]

(new mix on my verse + glitch adlibs)
written by me, cashly & wire
mixed & mastered by me, cashly & wire

inspired by dshyne, slayercxld, februxry & heyvelli

verse order:
1. @cashpointe (cashly)
2. @luvvdezzyy (me)
3. @existwire (wire)

#scfirst #regalia #glo

blowing strains 2 ft. cashly + wire

Price

Aight/NotWell (prod. Mirice)

Apollo

all plats soon & lyrics all in the description I love yall fr

there's so much I wanna say...but I don't know where to start.


Stand in when I walk thru 
you top 10 aint top 2!
my brudda like mongoose x2

yeah

yeah my brudda he pull up he clearing
Look a the shit I rock Im glaring
why yo main bitch she staring!
im like r.i.p to karen
damn i wish i had more time now
shit gone happen for a reason
got different meanings
Cant fw niggas swear they rejects
told em keep it
I aint fw no lame niggas told em reset
Like bro got different personalities wit them presets
Better listen when im talking I talk pretense
got drip up on my body
Im like damn im anemic
we aint talking to no old hoes thats the deep end
like how you finna snake yo mans? 
damn thats like treason

she dont like that goyard
Im like whats the reason?
baby you so rude
know a bitch nigga on pro tools
Doing that talking I swear I dont know you
Lil nigga get knocked
yeah chopped down
My brudda you know he locked in
got real niggas in boston
on fuck shit aint stopping
sonning these niggas like Calliou
hit em up like ryu
fuck band for band nigga
might fuck around and buy you!
cant feel my forearm 
damn i got gold on
fuck around wit yo bitch nigga might fuck her to a slow song

Stand in when I walk thru 
you top 10 aint top 2!
my brudda like mongoose x4

Mongoose (metafreeze)

Written by me
Mixed by Jeffrey Lamar williams
Cover by Drac

Misunderstood (All platforms)

Swag gurl Luv! (prod. tylo) #swag

prod. cutanna

lyrics,

can’t rent anymore i pulled 
up in a phantom 
blew up when i was a jit like i’m tana
fucked me a white bitch like hannah montana 
threw her to the curb for a latina dancer 
he want a feature i took him for ransom 
taxing his money like my name was fanum
too many hos (holes) in his body like santa 
ray beam on the glock i hit him with a gamma 

huh family strokes i said fuck him
if he play with me then i’m hitting his cousin
huh too many racks in the duffle
hella donuts in my pockets i carry a dozen 
dietary bullets inside of this glock when i up it it clean out his stomach 
she asking me if i trust her i told the bitch hardly cuz she ain’t the money 
huh ‘member that she used to dub me she see i got money now she wanna fuck me
huh i call her phone and said fuck it she slide to my crib and she bounce like a bunny 
huh i got a glocky it sit in my pocket he ask if it’s loaded it’s fully 
huh he tried to rat on the gang and i slide on his block he got hit with a tooly 
dat boy a bitch, poodle i walk around like a big body bully
i scare the piss out a bitch, i walk inside of the function he drop like he woody
uh dog with a blog, gated community, type to talk behind security 
huh i make him fall, he gon look back on this shit and realize what he couldn’t be

CantRentAnymore! remix (Autumn)

Fear God! (Prod. perfect x keykelly)

Prod kkoreaxo

Oh he talkin shit
Bitch we put him up 
We gon flip that whip
We gon flip his truck
If u around me boy keep that chain tucked 
He said he got bands, but he ain’t us

Say you slidin I’m already knowin
We just waitin here 
He ain’t even showin
Drank drank, sip dat shit when da wind blowing
Man da breeze blew out my j, bitch I’m fuckin mad
Slide on his block 
Wit no fuckin mask
Where he been at?
“Is this rizz chat? 🤓” 
Ha ha, nerd ahh
You don’t get dat
Know I spend dat 
You won’t get back
He won’t spin back
Ar wit dat dick attached
Talk shit you get fuckin whacked
I’m wit slime fuckin slatt
I’m gon sip dat drank only when da wind bad 
We gon smoke his pack
That boy so sad

Oh he talkin shit
Bitch we put him up 
We gon flip that whip
We gon flip his truck
If u around me boy keep that chain tucked 
He said he got bands, but he ain’t us

I’m like omg it’s my time 
Swear I’m blowin up before I die
If he talkin shit we put dat boy up ina sky 
Know I killed dat boy
Where his body at?
Huh bitch I get fuckin racks 
Yeah he know done
When he hear dat “clack”
No dat ain’t my shoes, bitch, that’s my fuckin glatt 
Know I’m wit dat ho
Break ha fuckin back 

I’m gon sip dat drank drank if da wind blowin
He said that he slidin, bitch I been knowin
We jus waitin here
He ain even showin
Get to da fuckin bag
Now my pockets growin

Aight/NotWell (prod. Mirice)

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