Rit, farella & nox - Surveillance (zuuloh)

SAVE ME (prod. mandem)

BRAND NEW FACE (feat. 02Kudo) [prod. mandem]

Sprinter
@mandemm

Lyrics:
Count it up, imma crush it up
Shut em up, imma fuck it up
Fuck ‘em all
No, you not with us

T-T-Turning up my speaker, I drop bands all on my reefer 
Prada on my sneakers, came a long way from the fila 
I don’t fuck with no one need a hundred for a feature

Skirting off
Oh my god
I’m gone
I’m gone 
I’m gone

Skirting off
Making it back
Hang with them boy that be selling that crack

Counting the money up all in my bag
Hitting a lick and go straight to the bank 
Stealing my flow, yeh he going out sad

Crash out the mother fucking gate, I can’t feel my limbs
Bitch, I feel like him
All blacked out the rims

Cutting the roof off of that benz
Popping my shit, and I aim for the head
Counting up blue hundreds in a bed
Bitch, don’t move wrong or you dead
I can’t fuck ‘round with your friends
Cut ‘em off, I cut the thread

Time after time, miss you turning me up
I been so gone
Don’t do me wrong

All my life
All my life
Turning me up now
All my life

I-I-Imma go crazy, drive that bitch
Jump out the whip and i’m coming out rich
Imma go crazy, slide up in
All black windows, got 5% tint

Scaling up them grams
Selling this shit like I’m selling out prime
Whippin’ this bitch
Yeah, I’m whippin this bitch
Talking that shit, and Im stealing his bitch

I’m out of control
Fuck up a show
Ride with them boys that be ready to go
Hate all them boys that be stealing my flow

Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up 
Skkrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaa
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up
Skkrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaa
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up

You know I call up mandem, I told him turn me up 
It’s like, it’s time, you know?
Sprinter 2025 we about to go crazy
Stepping on all of them

Count it up, imma crush it up
Shut em up, imma fuck it up
Fuck ‘em all
No, you not with us

T-T-Turning up my speaker, I drop bands all on my reefer 

Count it up, imma crush it up
Shut em up, imma fuck it up
Fuck ‘em all
No, you not with us

T-T-Turning up my speaker, I drop bands all on my reefer

CRUSH IT UP (prod. mandem)

Sprinter
@mandemm @1krying

Lyrics:
Don’t-Don’t trust you
I could never be the one to love you
Take my heart, that’s one thing I can’t buy you
Keep it safe, I feel it right beside you
Beside you

Ohhhh
All alone, 
Dancing on my own 
Ohhhh 
God knows,
What you do alone

Girl, just spin it round n round
Turn it up, I make it bounce 
All blacked out, bleed from my arms
I could never do you wrong 

Don’t tell me lies, just to keep it nice
I feel their eyes, keep me up at night 
Never switching sides
Two cups with the ice
(Two cups with the ice)

Krying:
Thinking to myself, like do I give a fuck? 
I got money now, these bitches cannot touch me
I got LAX, bitches wanna fuck me
How the fuck I move like that? I'm disgusting 

So disgusting
Told that bitch no touchin'
Bitch, I walk in
Pole is what I'm clutchin'
When we slidin' 
That shit look like No Russian
At the function 
We got yo speakers bumpin'

Yaa
Bitch, I'm booted up as fuck
I'm like yaa
Bitch, I'm all up in her guts
Oh my god
Dirty drugs in my cup, pshh
Yaa
Pull up on us, you get fucked

Ohhhh
All alone, 
Dancing on my own 
Ohhhh 
God knows,
What you do alone

Ohhhh
All alone, 
Dancing on my own 
Ohhhh 
God knows,
What you do alone

GOD KNOWS (feat. krying) [prod. mandem]

Sprinter

Lyrics:
Let’s go crazy 
I put racks all on my baby, yeah they know
Got new mercedes, they can’t play me
Go up, suicide doors

They can’t train me
I go rabies, throwing money on the floor 

I’m in this bitch all night,
‘Till I die
Turning up, 
We live our lives

Bands, shows 
M-Money on the floor
Dance, slow
Tell you I’m not sure

If you really here for life
Or just tryna feel tonight
If you mean when you cry
When times get tough, girl, will you try? (Try)

Yeah
I’m in this bitch all night
Don’t cry 
Yeah
I wanna start a fight
Let’s ride
Yeah
I set the world alight, 
No lie 

I’m in this bitch all night, ‘till the sun up
Stealing my flow, drop songs on my burner 

Stealing my kills, can’t handle my pills
Pussy boy, let’s crash
You know I will
Counting up racks to the windowsill 
Stop dropping that trash,
I ain’t got no chill 

Stop tryna dress like me
Stop tryna smoke my weed
These pussies can’t compete
Sprinter all summer, I do it for me (Grah)

Yeah
I’m in this bitch all night
Don’t cry 
Yeah
I wanna start a fight
Let’s ride
Yeah
I set the world alight, 
No lie 

I’m in this bitch all night, ‘till the sun up
Stealing my flow, drop songs on my burner

LIKE ME

Sprinter
@rit_hk

Lyrics:
Counting up bands in a benz truck
Watching my moves, better keep up 
Put a fuck boy on a t-shirt 
Follow my rules, I’m a teacher 

Two cups up in a lean truck
Pop star bitch like Selena 
Modern Day Music, we the leader
i just poured a four inside a litre

Tell em its up, then it’s up, then you know
Fuck with them boys that be stealing my flow
Count up the digits, I count up the 0s
Poured up a four,
Yeah I’m stuck, 
Yeah, I’m slow 

Hundred bands, contraband,
That’s what we on
Talk to the money, I spend it, It’s gone
I’m skirting off
Spend it all
Been it all, adderall 

Diamonds on the table
I just want your heart 
Falling like a star
Feel like you’re to know
Do this on my own 

Rit:
I get some money, it fall like the leaves in the  winter 
And yeah she gon’ eat me for dinner
She said she know I’m a winner,
You just a beginner 
I’m eating, but I’m getting thinner

Big black truck, with a blacked out tint 
And you know we win so it’s parked outside 
Big bag getter, I get real money 
Don’t try get funny, or you might die

I got racks, Ronda, It’s all in my pocket
Keep a picture of that drink, 
Girl, you know I love my wocky
Know I love the lean so much
Picture in my locket, yeah

Love the gang so much
Yeah, they call me Davey Crocket

Baby, you hit like the fentanyl and I want another hit, I want another 
Don’t wanna tell him I know he can’t take it But boy, I been fucking your mother 

He wanna feat on the beat and he thinks that it’s free but you aint my brother
Don’t need a glock to go handle the business,
No, I got on me my cutter

Counting up bands in a benz truck
Watching my moves, better keep up 
Put a fuck boy on a t-shirt 
Follow my rules, I’m a teacher 

Two cups up in a lean truck
Pop star bitch like Selena 
Modern Day Music, we the leader
i just poured a four inside a litre

BLACK TINT (feat. Rit)

RUSSIAN ROULETTE

Sprinter
@mandemm

Lyrics:
Turn me up, got two drinks at the party 
Can’t be posing in the photos, I’m an OG 
Why they keep on talking like they know me?Me and mandem fuck it, up we ball like Kobe (Kobe!)

Mandem send the beat, this shit get gnarly
Up all night, and I can’t feel my body
I go rockstar, Ed Hardy
Mandem moving out just like the army 

I- I don’t do pills, these boys fake enough
Signed a deal and he get soft 
I’m in the hills, I got the guns in a trunk
Hitting the stage and I’m fucking it up 
Ask for a feat and you pushing your luck 
I step on the beat, 
Bitch, I’m stepping in blood

All new margielas
these boys can’t tell us, no 
All black, Goodfellas 
Prada on, no filas
Ride with the felons 
Cross on my necklace 

I been living reckless
Shooters on my guest list
Keep it true, don’t turn around 
Keep it true, don’t turn around 

Chain on my neck but don’t change on me
Chain on my neck but don’t change on me
Chain on my neck but don’t change on me
Change on me, yeah yeah 

Turn me up, got two drinks at the party 
Can’t be posing in the photos, I’m an OG 
Why they keep on talking like they know me?Me and mandem fuck it, up we ball like Kobe (Kobe!)

Mandem send the beat, this shit get gnarly
Up all night, and I can’t feel my body
I go rockstar, Ed Hardy
Mandem moving out just like the army

RUSSIAN ROULETTE

farella

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