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shoutout burpgod

1600
that’s the number that i hit while counting up my money
groupie ho tryna get a ride i told dat hoe u funny
we got racks on racks but that ain’t it got shit incoming
pistol to his face he talkin cray we had him running
ba-bags over bitches can’t trust bitches w my money
designer on my body u can’t tell what i had on me

fit cost a hunnid hold up fit cost a thousand
yuh bih take of ur trousers
can’t fuck wit no mouses
yuh cant fw no rat rat
bih hit me on snapchat
she like when u tryna tap dat
turn yo homie to a hashtag 
yeah yo shawdy got a tramp stamp you like how u know dat?
i was beating on her back back
tryna make her ass fat
wrist so wet can flex that
in all black like batman
lean turn me to fatman
ive been smokin mad thrax 
chase the perc like pac-man 
we got choppas like afghanistan
i’m addicted to snowbunnys man
i-i just fucked a thot told her alot but i was lyin man, yeah
bih think imma fool ho
she eat me like food tho
i’m inna lamborghini 2 door
i feel alone i need like 2 hoes
i dive in like a smiling pool yo
nah ian rlly feeling u tho
dat-dat my dawg ain’t talkin pluto
i fucked yo friend idk you tho
and yo bitch watch me on youtube
cause she think imma kinda cute hold up

1600
that’s the number that i hit while counting up my money
groupie ho tryna get a ride i told dat hoe u funny
we got racks on racks but that ain’t it got shit incoming
pistol to his face he talkin cray we had him running
bags over bitches can’t trust bitches w my money
designer on my body u can’t tell what i had on me

1600 [NIMi]

pills

what ur doin today
I know its wrong 
don’t you tell me 
doin to me
she in my brain like she planted
sowing the seed 
don’t like what im doin to me
we can go on this side
why u sayin goodnight
why u playing pretend 
ur words are bad for my head
can’t forget what u said
we was playing as kids in summer
move away from my friends, 
what a bummer
I can’t help but pretend 
That I’m OK
You make me suicidal 
you make me suicidal 

you make me suicidal 8x

you make me suicidal 8x

you make me suicidal (tiresss)

prod michael harrison

cross
cross
baby, step this way
cross your foot to me
ain't got much time today
let's do a quickie
(kush pony)
pookie, this can't be the end
pookie, pookie
let's work it out, and let's make amends
first time we met ran through my head
advice is always given, i get--
told, to, focus
i'm never with it

and as i gain popularity,
people wanna make allegations, tryna find a narrative
they tryna hinder us, hinder my experience
got an idea like phineas
build my way outta new jersey
pookie, it's okay
pookie, we'll find another way
out of this mess, can't deal with all the stress
i'm doing this for us, i ain't got no one to impress

pookie

road rage (ezzie)

please don't tell me what's really going on
i'm just gon' make another fuckin song
# fuckin yolo you know life ain't fuckin long
# fuckin money spread, money on my lawn
so much niggas want me dead, wish that i was gone
you say im a king bae, get played like a pawn
jvnksie like a drug dealer put most these niggas on
jvnksie always fuckin right these niggas fuckin wrong
i can be the man, i just fuckin need my girl
she got me new vans, i got her the fuckin world
you said he yo friend, that make my damn stomach hurl
want this shit to end fuck the diamonds and the pearls

you dont got my back, that's okay, always got my slatt
earned a little cheese, still not trappin, wit no fuckin rat
yo songs be so bad, that shit ass, yeah that shit gon slack
all these coppers on me, should've told em, is it cause i'm black?
i done ran this track, i done ran into a couple racks
i don't got yo back is what you said but i just sent a stack
shorty like a snack, till she angry, she turn to a tac
brodie u is whack, what's yo knack? is it that you lack?

gotta change up the flow a lil bit i cant fuck with no hoe
gotta change up yo friends a lil bit that nigga aint yo bro
gotta change up the crib a lil bit cant let em get my lo
gotta change up my shit a lil bit cause niggas they dont know
this so #clementine i'm walking still feel like i'm dead
he get sprite with lemon lime, he walk out now the color red
i don't think i'm living right with all these demons in my head
niggas, they ain't livin', right? they ain't get no fuckin bread

#2: You are So #Wrong! (prod. xenarthh)

trackhawk(prod.spurrmob)

prod. coffin 

i was talking bout that bih named tanya
you was talking bout that bih i don’t like ya 
well 2 bad im in different time zones
and my eyes roll back when i see you on the throne
baby give me head
im tryna come and pipe yuh
i don’t like yuh
for the night yuh
see my jewerely see my bb on it
every time we talk you wanna b the one that
i was on the phone i just sipping on that
and the percs like tylenol i need some stronger than that 
and this lil ah fucking hoe gon make me cum on her back
but i already did  im kicking her out 
if u got a problem wit me we can tussle it out
i cant say if im going without
but im smoking big gas wit my tonka n em

timezone

IG: weluvzayden 📸✨ 
Lyrics: 
Shynin ii be w my niggaz 
Know luh shyne got the bandz 
This bitch all up under me 
ii got the world in my handz 
Know that this luh bitch a eater 
All she want is my soul
Yusuke Based Shyne 
Bitches outta control
Bitch she all up in my business 
Asking me what ii spend 
ii can count on both my hands 
All my bitches a ten
Know dat this luh bitch a thottie 
She keep calling me friend  
With yo bitch she at the function 
See me doing my dance 
Money on me see me shynin 
Everyday of the week
Nigga claiming this luh hoe 
But know this bitch she a freak 
Stacked some money on this bitch 
She like uu cant even speak 
Bitch keep callin on my line 
Wanna be under me  
This luh bitch she moving slutty 
Tryna come 2 my home
Bitch she all up on my pants 
On my Comme Garcon 
On my Comme de Garcon 
Up in the middle of June 
Even numbers w my bitches 
Like my bitches in twos
Bad bitch she my flower 
Like the middle of May 
ii was out in California 
Bitches out in the Bay 
Natural bitch & she pretty 
Hopping out & she slay 
This bitch she do everything 
Everything that ii say 
Bitch she tryna fuck on me 
Cus she know ima star 
Black bitch w some dreads 
Look like Kira Noir
2 seats its a coupe 
Bitch cant hop in my car
This bitch she just want my cookies
Got her hand in the jar 
Had 2 get another number 
Bitch wont leave me alone 
Now she crying on the gram
Shyne uu doing me wrong 
Either way luh baby know 
Luh shyne he go out & get it 
Bitch she wasnt in my plan 
Thought that she was the mission
*ii just bought some new clothes*
*Niggaz talk this shyne shit*
*but ii really live this shyne shit* 
*she know im the real shyne*
⭐️⭐️⭐️ 
Mixed by Me & Nate Wulf ⭐️

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