##B4BL

I got smoke on the way
I got high yesterday, out of my mind I said
Out of my mufuckin mind, mufucka hop in the ride
I don’t got tell her twice, hoes on the net like flies
Yeah I need a break I just been stackin' my cheese cake
I can just get you some money, baby just give me your chase
These niggas don’t wanna race, 707 I hopped in a plane
You better stay in ya lane cus if you crash it’s not hittin' me 
We spinnin' blocks, we finna do it with the doors off
Pans and pots, I’m cooking that mufuckin dope bruh
I’m finna lob it, these bitches tryna fuck for the dough yuh
Ain’t no one up in this shit thats gone give they love 
Night time
I got hoes waiting on me stand in line
Had this hoe up on my gram now she archived 
Got some shit up in my bank my figures five
She a freak up in them sheets she want like five
I got plenty on my team its only right
All them tapes I dropped I didn’t see the light
You can’t afford to take these drugs we takin' flights
We got wide on it
This shit four door, not no Daytona
This a scat hoe
I just emptied out my clip I need some more ammo
Took a flight and hit a play this international scamming
These niggas can’t do it like me I fucked yo bitch romantic 
Swear to fuck he good but he fell off, ha yeah titanic
Took 5 percs in the room can’t feel nothing she over here fannin'
I had to walk in the mufuckin mall I had to buy me some Lanvin
And I never needed no help what the fuck is you lending 

I got smoke on the way
I got high yesterday, out of my mind I said
Out of my mufuckin mind, mufucka hop in the ride
I don’t got tell her twice, hoes on the net like flies
Yeah I need a break I just been stackin' my cheese cake
I can just get you some money, baby just give me your chase
These niggas don’t wanna race, 707 I hopped in a plane
You better stay in ya lane cus if you crash it’s not hittin' me 
We spinnin' blocks, we finna do it with the doors off
Pans and pots, I’m cooking that mufuckin dope bruh
I’m finna lob it, these bitches tryna fuck for the dough yuh
Ain’t no one up in this shit thats gone give they love 
Night time
I got hoes waiting on me stand in line
Had this hoe up on my gram now she archived 
Got some shit up in my bank my figures five
She a freak up in them sheets she want like five
I got plenty on my team its only right
All them tapes I dropped I didn’t see the light
You can’t afford to take these drugs we takin' flights
We got wide on it

WIDE (Prod. teegup & synthetic)

Yeah (Off the record, record)
Huh
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve 
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my 
I don’t got no time for you I think it’s best that ya leave
And i’m out my mind, I really think this the highest that I’ve been
Niggas talkin' out they top but they could barely afford they rent
I been pushin' ZL1’s and Hellcats get boring and shit

She gon' let me paint on her body
Man I feel amazing off the molly
Do what you do don’t look back you know it’s gon' be your turn
Not finn' include myself in nothing if you ain’t heard (Fuck it)
I been on some business shit these niggas be calling me sir (Fuck it)
These niggas not doing shit I know that they feeling the worst 
Im the topic and she wanna fuck I got it, I don’t like when it get silent 
Finna take a trip to Cabo finna fuck her in the tropics 
You my mans and you finna fuck the same bitch you outa pocket 
I gotta do this shit for us talked to myself, ain’t got no options
Slide up on his block where my ops at, ops at?
Bitch I’d rather get shot than ever fall back, fall back
I’m the underdog and I love that, love that
You could run a mile, we gon' still catch you on track
And its fuck the law we got five percent it’s like a mask
I got diamonds, pushin' buttons, we got hella in the stash

Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve 
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve 
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my sleeve
Bitch I just went shoppin' and I put some Chrome on my
What?
Sleeve (BATLIFE)
Sleeve (BATLIFE)

SLEEVE (Prod. colerecord)

(Off the record, record)

She wan' turn the lights out, lights out
Yeah ya gettin' to ahead of ya self pipe down
Late at night I po' my feelings in this cup right now
Right now, right now (Right now)
How you feeling when it’s time to fuckin' shoot
I got some killa niggas that know what to do (Know what to do)
I do not listen to nobody you on mute (Yeah nobody)
I had a fan bitch suck me in the stu' maybe a few
I don’t got no time I can’t even look at my watch
I can’t even wait till these dead bodies rot (Dead bodies)
I been on my own since a kid, since a child 
Had to get in my bag know I been doin' this for a while
I can’t you new to this lifestyle being on stage
I’m thinking ‘bout my brotha yeah so please give me some space 
It’s crazy the ones that you trust lie in yo' face (Face)
Yo' face, yo' face (Face)
I can tell who real

Pop shots at yo' head now yo' momma crying
It ain’t easy to know read between the lines
I seen the struggle at like nine thought everything was fine
I shed blood sweat and tears I was never blind
Hold me, sometimes I want you to hold me
Had to worker harder, why god chose me?
Feeling like they the police I know they outside being nosy
Its in my head no i’m not foldin' but I’m tryna get sober
Playing a dangerous game with my soda
Charge it to the game we’ll run you over
In real life you poser
In the time we had we got closer
She say got finer but I got older 
I don’t want you but ima hold you, this starting hit a different way
Got a backup for different days
Bullets fuckin' up yo' fade
When I told lil' hoe I don’t want her, try tell me I was gay
Tell me pull up right now, i’m enjoying my stay
Yeah you like the fast life, fast cars speed
Know you wanna get high, come down with me

She wan' turn the lights out, lights out
Yeah ya gettin' to ahead of ya self pipe down
Late at night I po' my feelings in this cup right now
Right now, right now (Right now)
How you feeling when it’s time to fuckin' shoot
I got some killa niggas that know what to do (Know what to do)
I do not listen to nobody you on mute (Yeah nobody)
I had a fan bitch suck me in the stu' maybe a few
I don’t got no time I can’t even look at my watch
I can’t even wait till these dead bodies rot (Dead bodies)
I been on my own since a kid, since a child 
Had to get in my bag know I been doin' this for a while
I can’t you new to this lifestyle being on stage
I’m thinking ‘bout my brotha yeah so please give me some space 
It’s crazy the ones that you trust lie in yo' face (Face)
Yo' face, yo' face (Face)
I can tell who real

DEAD BODIES (BONUS) (Prod. colerecord, stalkerrekryt & ctr6s)

She a bad hoe (Ah)
She a bad hoe
She a bad hoe, do something for that cash tho
Fuck it Lambo, it’s all black call it batmo
Put ya ass on (Woah)
And they gon' talk behind my back yeah all day long
Why you mad at me cus yo' bitch know my song?
Now I’m takin' off her thong 
Now you thinkin' how it wrong
These expensive mufuckin clothes
I gotta smoke every damn day, but I don’t smoke every damn way
If I’m eating the whole team ate
Trapped in a maze and i escaped
They like “When you dropping the tape?”
Oh my bad it was in the safe (My bad)
I’m like bitch get out my face i’m tryna get to the fuckin' racks
I’m only worried about the damn money, I ain’t really worried about the damn past 
Niggas be tweeting, hating like its funny broke ass boy get up off yo' ass
And my new bitch got a ass and it’s natural no it’s not plastic
And this hoe sexy in the red, pound town she gon' take me right to bed 
It’s some people wish I never met, it’s some niggas wanted me dead
All these pills take away my thoughts, I got alot of shit in my head
I been going fuckin' crazy (AH)
Bitch no that’s not my baby (AH)
I know you lying
Got my bag on she wanna see me now
We gon' land on helicopter pads, yeah i live my life too fast
Couldn’t even handle my gas, this the shit you feel when you gon' pass
We just had a party at a frat (Oh, woah)

She a bad hoe
She a bad hoe (Yeah)
She a bad hoe, do something for that cash tho
Fuck it Lambo, it’s all black call it batmo
Put ya ass on (Woah)
And they gon' talk behind my back yeah all day long
Why you mad at me cus yo' bitch know my song?
Now I’m takin' off her thong 
Now you thinkin' how it wrong
These expensive mufuckin clothes
I gotta smoke every damn day, but I don’t smoke every damn way
If I’m eating the whole team ate
Trapped in a maze and i escaped
They like “When you dropping the tape?”
Oh my bad it was in the safe (My bad)
I’m like bitch get out my face i’m tryna get to the fuckin' racks
I’m only worried about the damn money, I ain’t really worried about the damn past 
Niggas be tweeting, hating like its funny broke ass boy get up off yo' ass
And my new bitch got a ass and it’s natural no it’s not plastic
And this hoe sexy in the red, pound town she gon' take me right to bed

SEXY IN RED (Prod. young lexer & rafmade)

4 SEASONS (Prod. menoh & natemorgan)

COLE BENNETT (Prod. proxensx & kyuuuro)

Bag, money
That’s all I want
I don’t need nun else
(Project, Project, Project)
Fuck 'em

Yeah
Pop too many drugs, pop too many drugs
Made myself home wit' ya bitch
Nah, I don’t give a fuck bout shit i’m tryn' get rich
I’m only staying yeah for one thing, ima just fuck then dip, yeah
I got some drugs in my system I can’t even lie
She wanna fuck wit' a nigga cause she know I’m one of a kind
I thought I just told this lil' bitch to stop hittin' my line
I’m doing these percs everyday and it feel like i’m mafuckin' dying (Yeah)
Felt an od coming I think its a sign

I got so much on my mind, I just need me a break I just need her to num me, yeah
Know what I bring to the table these niggas be weak yeah nobody above me (Ha)
Undercover on me, Ksubi on the jeans baby yeah i’m lookin' lovely 
Calling me a hoe, calling me a slut cause these bitches wanna fuck me
Rockstar shit but I just talk, mumble in it like Lucki
This shit get hot, you don’t wanna die, you know I can’t trust ya
Ima take mine, Ima be fine, bitch i’m shooting buckets
Ain’t give a dime, we don’t fuck with flies, couple hoes that i’m fuckin (Couple)
Couple niggas that I cut off 
Couldn’t keep up with what I been on
Sad shit I can’t deal with bitch i’m tryna make me a million 
And I love this hoe give me more head than a damn salon (I love you)
Can’t rock you niggas y’all some damn lames, y’all some damn peons 
Show 'em how it work, came from the dirt
I was feeling sick, now i’m sippin' syrup 
50k I put it all in her purse, finna do it all gotta close the curtain 
Watch how I make this shit so perfect, sorry bitch I wasn’t tryna make you nervous
I was so high didn’t see ya flirting, I talk to god baby when I’m hurtin'
I talk to god baby when its late at night, come here baby let me hit it right
Said I love you but I don’t mean it tho, I got bitches tryna take ya spot 
Drug money this is dirty guap, cut her off cause she fuckin' up my high
Pull out 10k yeah I just might
How you fall off with all that hype?

Yeah
Pop too many drugs, pop too many drugs
Made myself home wit' ya bitch
Nah, I don’t give a fuck bout shit i’m tryn' get rich
I’m only staying yeah for one thing, ima just fuck then dip, yeah
I got some drugs in my system I can’t even lie
She wanna fuck wit' a nigga cause she know I’m one of a kind
I thought I just told this lil' bitch to stop hittin' my line
I’m doing these percs everyday and it feel like i’m mafuckin' dying (Yeah)
Felt an od coming I think its a sign

ONE OF A KIND (Prod. project & ozi)

yeah
yeah, cmon

Bands on me, yeah she know where home is
I got expensive clothes, pay like two bands for this fit (Uh)
So many pills inside me, world so cold heart shattered
Fuck it I’m going go Saturn, you worried 'bout the shit don’t matter (Ughhh)
Think about you and get sadder, come back when the bag get fatter
I took a Percocet before the trip, niggas tryna line me I can’t believe it
I don’t give a fuck if you not hip, I got the whole world on my shit
I gotta kit on my pistol, thats why my shit automatic
Cry 'bout a hoe nigga you can have it
No makeup and she got them lashes on
I don’t really wanna get along, trust nobody shoulda known (Nobody, ha)
Hannah Montana, off of that white
Ohhh
Diamonds they black, BATLIFE shit, it’s gettin' cold
Ohhh

Know I stay outside 
All of my niggas we fried
How you gon' feel when you shot
Nigga’s ain’t real they lie
All she wanna do is fight, gotta Glock in my hand ain’t fighting 
Wake up get to the bag she in my phone gotta hear the same damn story
Gotta hold my .40, yeah
On the 40th level, yeah, my bad i’m the one she felt for, yeah
My bad
Thinkin' 'bout this hoe too bad
Been thinkin' ‘bout when i’ma pass
Been thinkin' 'bout who i’ma smash
So much damn money I sag

Bands on me, yeah she know where home is
I got expensive clothes, pay like two bands for this fit (Uh)
So many pills inside me, world so cold heart shattered
Fuck it I’m going go Saturn, you worried 'bout the shit don’t matter (Ughhh)
Think about you and get sadder, come back when the bag get fatter
I took a Percocet before the trip, niggas tryna line me I can’t believe it
I don’t give a fuck if you not hip, I got the whole world on my shit
I gotta kit on my pistol, thats why my shit automatic
Cry 'bout a hoe nigga you can have it
No makeup and she got them lashes on
I don’t really wanna get along, trust nobody shoulda known (Nobody, ha)
Hannah Montana, off of that white
Ohhh
Diamonds they black, BATLIFE shit, it’s gettin' cold
Ohhh

WORLD SO COLD (Prod. proxen, whinexo & darkoivx)

Woah, yeah, woah
Put my shades on

Put my shades on, yeah, yeah this yo song
And it’s been a while since I seen you call yo phone
I been doin my best
Late night wanna pull up on me have sex with me
Feel like I been dreaming, we been taking shots to the face
Put the top down, we get high and drive out of space
I don’t talk to nobody yeah you know I’m isolated 
But I talk to my demons it feel like we conversating
My hoes in time out, I told shawty she wan' know I told her find out
You a bitch you tryna knock me out my shine now
Spin yo' block up in that crib we shot a hunnit rounds
Wanna stab me in my back you know thats too foul
But this fit that I got it cost like two thou'
Ain’t no plug it ain’t no tris we in a damn drought 
Bossed the fuck up hold my own shit I ain’t finna drown
Lost the fuck out of mind i’m getting too wild (Woah)
Yeah I don’t feel nobody (Woah)
Gotta stay silent yeah they finna indict me (Woah)
Oh yeah shawty baby you just play it right (Woah)
She gon' suck me up so good yeah when I drive (When I drive)
Oh no you can’t be with my gang don’t know why you trying
I been getting to that money auto pilot (Auto pilot)
This hoe hit me up i’m not finna go where that fly live
I’m finna cause a storm, broken heart shit torn
Different day new forces, money spent that’s normal 
I gotta watch for informants, all that hating i ignore it
Broke hoes got the stories
When i’m with you i adore ya
Why you making me important? Something i can’t ignore
Had you on the bed, now we fucking on the floor
Fuck you with my glock out keep the lock up on the door
Only hit me when I post my drank, hit me up when i’m pouring 
Finn' light it up and get it torched
I’m the highest in the room I know it
Had a 120 in a 60 and i’m not tryna go to court
All a bitch need is pandora, when you with ya bitch she get bored
Bought a Lv bag from the store and I can’t wait to go on tour

Woah, yeah, woah
Put my shades on

Put my shades on, yeah, yeah this yo song
And it’s been a while since I seen you call yo phone
I been doin my best
Late night wanna pull up on me have sex with me
Feel like I been dreaming, we been taking shots to the face
Put the top down, we get high and drive out of space
I don’t talk to nobody yeah you know I’m isolated 
But I talk to my demons it feel like we conversating
My hoes in time out, I told shawty she wan' know I told her find out
You a bitch you tryna knock me out my shine now
Spin yo' block up in that crib we shot a hunnit rounds
Wanna stab me in my back you know thats too foul (Woah)
Woah
Woah

AUTO PILOT (Prod. lexer, faura & okpooka)

Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy 
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy
Woah
Dark boy
Dark boy, Woah

Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy 
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy yeah, dark boy
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy yeah, dark boy
I got so much in my brain that I can’t say (Shhh)
I been trippin' out my brains I been getting laced
Tie yo' shoes you finna fall on yo' mothafuckin face
Ever since I hit it raw she been tryna have my babies
Life a movie my life crazy, huh crazy
I been asking can you save me, lord save me
Yeah yo' nigga get some money do not treat him like no dummy
And I like my heart cold, I don’t like it when its sunny

We gon' slime him out his dollas 'cus our nose real runny
In the club it money shower got the real bouncin' bunnies
What you think they finna do when you say you got them hunnits
And it’s always the broke nigga that think something funny
We get money different ways we can’t give it up
Say she love me but I can tell that she want lust
I don’t really think about it I just gon' do it
Told you to bring a friend let’s go make a movie
She got blue hair on but i’m still boolin' (Yeah, woah, woah)
It don’t matter if i’m wrong she gon' still forgive me (Yeah, woah, woah)
Off the X pill she was tryna give me pussy (Yeah, woah, woah)
Off the X pill only way you see my feelings (Yeah)
I can do it sober but I’m tryna make a million
She say my eyes brazy I look like a reptilian 
How we skin to skin and you don’t fuck with me?
You don’t wan' act right but wan' live luxury

Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy 
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy yeah, dark boy
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy, dark boy
Yeah lil bitch yeah i’ma dark boy yeah, dark boy
I got so much in my brain that I can’t say (Shhh)
I been trippin' out my brains I been getting laced
Tie yo' shoes you finna fall on yo' mothafuckin face
Ever since I hit it raw she been tryna have my babies
Life a movie my life crazy, huh crazy
I been asking can you save me, lord save me
Yeah yo' nigga get some money do not treat him like no dummy
And I like my heart cold, I don’t like it when its sunny

DARK BOY (Prod. teegup & glumboy)

You the one, you the one that’s in my face
You the one, you the one, you the one thats in my face oh my god
You the one, you the one that’s in my face
You the one, you the one, you the one thats in my face oh my god (oh my god)

Swervin' baby pour my potion up
She be asking what’s up in my cup this is dirty stuff
And I need them racks right now she gon' give it up
And i’ll have a hoe tie ya up with ya hands up
I might fuck yo' bitch up on camera
I don’t want relationships I can’t stand y’all
And I came a long way from the sandbox
I just need a lil' bitch that don’t talk a lot
She not even in my state I got her fantasizing me
These niggas pussy except for me, these bitches lie except for her
The shit you say when you off a perc
The shit she say when she off a perc
If you not my type then i’ma curve it
I know that you perfect but you not the only one
These niggas be waiting outside so I gotta walk with a gun
No i ain’t chasing no sex, bitch i’m chasing that money
Still gon' take her to bed, hop in this bitch like fuck it
We don’t fuck with rookies, fat ass on suki
Yeah and she shootin' huh, my whole gang barracudas huh 
Taking my hoe i’ll sue ya huh
Up in this hoe can’t do this huh
Fuck with a nigga i’ll change yo life
I don’t even know why i let shit slide, next person they finna die
I don’t know why they be trying, every time they hate i fly
One bullet that’s headshot
I’m that nigga huh yuh
Poppin' roxys oh yuh, poppin' oxys oh yuh
Try to copy oh yuh
Almost caught a body, turn that boy to a zombie
You mad that she on me, you shouldn’t fuck with shawty
Don’t wanna make yo' eyes bleed
You wan' fuck with me give me five reasons
We get high right now, 3.5 reefa
I do my best I do fasho, I do not need you seeing and I can see everything five hunnit dollar lense
I don’t know ya boy so do not fuckin' call me twin
I can go broke right now take it to the chin (Get some mo)
Tear that whole city up now we all sinnin'
Yeah, yeah
All sinnin, pussy ass nigga

SLEEVE (Prod. colerecord)

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