Bleached Heart+

Thousandyardstare +++ (Prod. ZCR)

back of the whip

HOOK

HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe 
HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe 

Verse 1 

Ran down on dat boy I came thru looking for the dough
Leaving wit da dough or bitch I’m leaving wit ya soul
Whatchu wanna do?
Rolling off a mothafuckin pill or two
1 or 2 you got like 5 seconds Whatchu finna choose?
English or Spanish da way he froze up
Smoking on something that’ll turn yo nose up
Gas nigga
You da type nigga to turn a hoes up
Im da type to dip after da how fucked 
Pouring a 4 up of da purp I got krunk in my cup-
Dexter’s laboratory these “living bullets” be fast as fuck
Johnny test I got 2 twins in the cut
Bitch I’m talking bout these twin glocks nigga put yo hands up

HOOK

HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe 
HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe 

Verse 2

Bitch I’m always pistol gripping
Don’t wanna be da one dats slipping
If they catch me without it I’ll be another statistic
So I can’t lack
Left home I’m determined to make it back
Make me go tow Mater on the trigga
Watch me pull dat
Watch me pull dat
Watch me pull dat
Wa-w- wa- wa-wa- watch me pull dat
Watch me pull dat
Watch me pull dat
Watch me pull dat
Wa-w- wa- wa-wa- watch me pull dat
.45, 30 clip 
Count lives, wit this bitch
Rocking wit dem guys you can die wit em bitch
Suicide if he try to compete
Blacked out when I creep, choppa lay dat boy to sleep
Don’t forget the sheets, tuck em in
If it’s up let it be dat den
You lil niggas boys why da hell you tryna beef wit men
Choppa like a pedophile let it touch da boy den
Tasmanian devil all my demons they be out to spin

HOOK

HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe 
HANDS UP 6x
HANDS UP 5x
It’s a Robbery hoe

Hands up, it's a robbery! (Prod. xlout & Trunja)

THE MATRIX

Fukkit & Romay - Malibu Coke

Fukkit & SeanLevel - Leftover Linguini

ROMAY, Fukkit & MyHomieAaron - AKIMBO! (Prod. No. 22)

Fukkit - On The Ropes (Prod. Raf Nite)

INFRARED - bumboi ft 870glizzy (prod. bumboi)

Lryics

Here come the ugly, 
The fuck did you think, 
It would end up in silence that’s not how I go
Fucked up my balance, increase my malice now watch it it’s dangerous, get put on the floor, 
Don’t want to talk, I can’t fuck with excuses, 
Don’t play with me moe, I don’t play bout my code, 
Silence a virtue, but fuck it no Hercule, no back up I got it I it tr been trained to go, 

Lows bringing highs, I can’t hide in no lies, ain’t never been hoe, damn I feel like I’m Zoe
Fuck is you talking bout, worried bout nothing I’m back in my zone, ain’t no sweat for a hoe, 

Argue with bitchs I really don’t get it, been slickback I really might slap me a bitch, 
Breaking off teeth on the pavement,
Ain’t talking need payment for all of that yapping lil bitch,

Capping to hard, got you breathing real hard, cause you can’t believe this shit, bitch I told you I’m god,
don’t need a reason, we know that I’m loco, I might drop the lolo, to make you a logo, 

Body be jumping like you was in slowmo, 
Never no case cause we shoot from the logo
Feel like I’m Stepphen big 30, no limits, 
Dreaming bout murder, and madness I’m different,
really might pull up and act like villain, 
Cause chilling ain’t really give much but headache, 

The thrill keep on calling, i finally did answer, 
For shit turn to cancer, I’m grabbing my 40,

Been cleaning off Ana, you know that’s my shortie,
She crash out for anything, might call her Morty, 
Don’t change when you see, just keep shit order, 
Cause trust that I am, I can’t play the border, 
This is that part that going feel like it’s torture, 
Big ugly relentless, don’t know when quit it 

Hook
We breaking out teeth, 
And we bring back order, 
Fuck is talking this ain’t no cordial,
I gotta see blood, ain’t no space border,
 


Don’t question the action like this ain’t reaction, 
Distraction won’t work, I can’t let go them actions, 
The energy changing, regret getting active, 
Ain’t lacking no smoke, man the za bambu, 
Be High then a finch, and I’m still bad mood, 
Don’t care bout the crowd, or location you food, 

Infinity rules, so let’s give’em the blues, 
And we dishing out copper I’m tryna see red,
And if I don’t got it, it’s jump man on heads, 

I feel like a goul , I need flesh to be broken , 
I Fuck up that mental, I’ll make you feel hopeless,

Can’t help it, I’m tired, can’t do no more coping, 
You loafed, now it’s up, you going be my opponent,

Can’t rest to I see all them teeth get disjointed,
Anointed the one to come fuck up ya party,
Man auxxy on bullshit, don’t blame no disorder, 
You Ask if I’m okay, 
No,
Fuck you don’t know me,
Bro, 
You played on the wrong name,
Hoe, 
Hope you don’t loaf mane,
Oh,
This shit the long game, 
Moe,

hopeimiss (Prod. Citr3s)

Sunflower skies

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