My nigga Roses put me on to this back in Gr9...I'm done with school and now me and my nigga oveverseas

GATOR - OVERSEAS

overseas( Prod. Brizzy Da Savage)

God Level W/Sanguru

[Intro]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Hook]
Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Willy Cardiac: Intro]

Yea I smoke 
Yea I got too many hoes
Niggas acting crazy 
I might just pull up and get on rogue 
Get on go
I’m on my coat 
I got fendi I got rosé
I got all the shit t these niggas flex about 
but they don’t own ey

[Willy Cardiac: Verse]

Give me a set
I might test it
Got to many foes on my phone
They tryna test
Clone me 
Calling your girl
I might smash it
Got too many hoes at my home
I might pass it ey

Pull up crazy
I got 80 000
On my line 
And I’m high as bitch ey

Alcoholic 
When I sip on henny 
Man I don’t give a fuck about shit

2 glocks
Nigga get gunned down 
2 many calls on my line
I might sign out
Got like 83 now
Vivian west
Got like 2 hawks
Give me your best 
Supreme nigga 
You ain’t getting no rest 
I ain’t got to pay a hoe
For my Vivian west

Got like 2 glocks
2 glocks
Nigga you gone die
You been talking shit 
Get gunned down

(Breath x2)

[Hook]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[The Big Hash: Verse]
Told that bitch she stand no chance of hopping on my cock,
Every party I show up at I get unlimited stock,
Let a thottie give me head
I never let her know my thoughts,
Shit gets crazy when she tells her friends I’m beating on her box.
Boys on the block,
Man, I’m hardly asleep when I’m bumping your music, I’m barely awake.
I call my dick a Lil Uzi, that pussy I punish,
Ain’t cum yet, Eternal Atake,
Play with that bitch like a flute and a basket,
I’m well aware people treat her like a snake,
Ain’t cook in the kitchen, ain’t cleaning them dishes, I just want dessert, boy I came for my cake. 
Yuh.

Young and getting rich, 
give no fucks about a bitch,
Got three stripes up on my pants,
Put my dick on her two lips.
Barely party at The Sands,
I make alternative plans,
Take the anger to the pits,
Horny hoes just wanna dance.
Talk bout the way that I feel on a beat,
I got hittas if you wanna come to my spot,
She got no teeth when suck on my meat,
Funny when she go low, 
she still giving me top,
Don’t send naked pics on my phone,
I delete ‘em,
My girl like to peek a lot,
It gotta stop,
I keep complaining bout drama but fuck it,
Enjoying myself when I’m stirring the pot.
Lick it off her like jelly tots
Maybe do it in a parking lot,
I don’t give two fucks, 
Leave purple spots,
Shawty get too lit,
While I drink my water,
She take three more shots.
Smoking gas as loud like smelly socks,
Get her in a trance,
Cue my music, she give up her twat.

[The Big Hash: Outro]
If you hating, suck my dick,
Showing love, come take a pick,
Hoes think I’m a pompous prick,
Coz I won’t give them my stick,
I wear stripes, I don’t rock ticks,
Ain’t tell no lie, just check my kicks,

MANIAC LULLABY ft. THE BIG HASH (prod. CXCAINE)

All Right Reserved.

Droplet, by Denimadic.
Produced by Sn't Clair.

Droplet [prod. Sn't Clair]

NO STRINGS

No Strings (feat. ShouldbeYuang & VegasXCesar)

[prod. CCG]


(hook)
need to sip
fuck & smoke a zip
my routine
wake up, check up, then i lean

in my feels
yeah it got me in my feels
on the edge
i ain’t uzi so don’t push me to the edge


(verse 1)
where’d she go yah
yeah she whippin to the bank, i’m like oh no
wait—
yeah her ass fat
whip it till iss red, then she gives the cash

take a picture 
get on yo’ knees, girl just preach yah
lemme read dat scripture
all my money long just like my (bleep) yah

all my money long just like my (bleep) yah
ooh i took her to VIP, you know me
with yo’ girl, you can watch in 3D
divin’ innit it’s so cool like the sea

scope my dm
got the racks on lock, they copping beats on pm
CCG i’m a winner
on every flight bitch i own a VISA

need to sip**

I just got a new bling bling piece

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah 

I just got a new bling bling piece 



Trapping in the hotel then we party in the limousine 

She just wanna fuck me coz I’m sauced up up in magazines 

Sorry not sorry she a lil & she naughty 

Boy I’m poppin’ still on the tv like noddy 

I need options 10 outta 10 or nothing 

Pop a molly slow it down with the muddy (with the muddy) 

These niggas so phony had to cut ties like don corleone 

These bitches so horny hit her from the back and now she lonely 

Boy you can’t stop me move so fast like a rocket 

Boy you ain’t like me I been living outta pocket 

Balenciaga with the Prada (designer bitch)

She my Lady gag on my dick like Gaga 

Mascato straight from the bottle 

Snatch your chain Oh my God that’s so awful







I just got a new bling bling piece

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah 

I just got a new bling bling piece 



I just got a new bling bling piece

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah 

I just got a new bling bling piece 





[J Molley]



Slow down Roll up 

Shawty get fucked up 

We getting throw out 

No love 

Grab that cup and Let’s get thrown just pass that muddy

Once upon a time we was forever now we nothing



Bank charges on my card run me a couple thousand 

But when I pull it out the face they pull is priceless I 

Can’t chill with none of y’all  posted in the mountains 

Hit the hotel room just to fuck it up just fuck it up

Tryna get in your head girl I’m vindictive I’ll cut it up

Hilfiger on my jean it stacked With 20 000 I’m 

Screaming fuck love cause been burnt Like 20000 times 

He might be nice but I know my shit the nicest I 



Throw it right back imma write about it if you get it right yea

Dollar sign up on my face 

Double g sign up on my waist 

Judas fear of god on these new kicks

I got that new shit give the old shit to my new bitch

 

Slow down Roll up 

Shawty get fucked up 

We getting throw out 

No love 

Grab that cup and Let’s get thrown just pass that muddy

Once upon a time we was forever now we nothing



I just got a new bling bling piece

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah

I just got a new bling bling piece 

Yeah 

I just got a new bling bling piece

Bling Bling Piece Ft J Molley (Prod. NotBenjamin)

This is a remix of the song its up. 
Beat remade by myself. 
enjoy
art by Sonic Till

IT'S UP FREESTYLE PT2 (ACT NORMAL) W/Shouldbeyuang

LOCKDOWN (BLXCKIE X LUCASRAPS) {prod. By 808Sallie & 808Yuang}

Composed by The Baker, Jadon Daniels & Denimadic

Lyrics:
Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I
You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar

If I hold you to promises that you told me to keep
Would it decide
But I can't decide
These feelings and problems only trouble
Shit ain't what it was
You keep wanting what you wanting
I can't ever give enough
All these problems keep on adding and these stresses
I'm smoking this stress away
Got this vibe its the best of ways
Hold my mind
Just to breathe me
Releif
I get faded smoking woods
Bitch I'm good, I'm puffing stay in the crib
I get alot
The front is a trap
While I chill in the back
I can not lack
My mission is that
Don't need to pull up with a strap
I put it at bay
No circle I'm straight
Keep all the faking away
Dream of a baddie
Calling me daddy
But she cannot have me

You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar

Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I

Came up wanting benz trucks
My Problems could be answered
Give me one wish, Just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar, dollar, yeah
Give me one wish, just one kiss, just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar

Viral Torment. 2020.

Visions of the Dollar

Visions Of The Dollar (feat. KA$HCPT) [prod. The Baker + Jadon Daniels + Denimadic]

produced by CCG.

[hook]
all my diamonds wet, baby girl scream yeah
CCG that nigga, got her diamonds glistening, she said
"damn look at that boi, he like me"
"damn look at that boi, he like me"

shawty on da low yeah she pop a percocet
CCG that nigga, all my diamonds glistening, i say
"damn look at that boi, he’s just like me"
"damn look at that boi, he's just like me"

[verse]
baby girl, don’t you worry bout that nigga
look at the boi, he don’t even make 4 figures uh
my chain too cold, she know that she don’t need that nigga
my baby girl, she got the bag, i got her heart

we gon’ fall apart
she know that i’m listening 
but money always calls
CC get that rack
yeah she broke my heart
baby i’m attached to you 
and all these other thots

i’m sellin’ dope (ooh yeah)
i get that shit, make it float (yeah)
i’m in the trap lot (yeah)
hol’ up, my diamonds, i’m choking
she on a shopping spree (yeah)
countin my guap till i bleed (yeah)
cruisin’ around w the beamer (yeah)
choppa equiped w the beam (yeah)
ya feel me

[bridge]
yeah my choppa it got extended clips
yeah lil shawty, she got too many tricks
but i like her bro, bout to make him a king yuh
CCG that nigga, i’m bound to be richer

overseas( Prod. Brizzy Da Savage)

GATOR

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