(prod me)

I like hunnids, told em, I like hunnids
They said I ball like lebron, they say you andre drummond
I told em, tell me something, so can you tell me something
My bloodda, that's my buzzin, she play me out the country
Not L.A, I'm in M.I.A
All you see is fuckin' palm trees
Uh-oh, I'm up to somethin
I think I'm up to somethin
I left my phone was buzzing
Ain't no one I can trust in
I feel like fuckin' Justin
Timberlake fuckin' Justin

So keep me by you just in case you don't even got nothing
You actin' so damn slimey, bro I don't even trust you
Came out the store with something
You left with fuckin' nothin
Came out the store with something
You left with fuckin' nothin

Damn
Got the speakers jumpin
She hop on dick like bunny
Fuckin' up, fuckin' up her bonnet
Put the dick up in her stomach
Hella money comin
I love all the money
Fell in love with oxy
I couldn't feel my body
Tell me who gon' stop me
Fold him up like oragami
Big ass gun, I got it poppin
You ain't goin up, Just stop it
Niggas pocket, watchin
So I always gotta pop it
This bitch said that she wanna ride dick
So I told her, gon' head ride it
Gon' head ride it

She keep lyin to me
She don't even love me
I think wings on my feet
I jump like a bunny
I think you is not like me
I think you a dummy
I plan everything I see
I knew it was comin

And I need some new LV
I knew she was bluffin
Put some robitussin
In the sprite, won't feel nothin
I don't even feel like lovin
I don't even feel like nothin
All I want is hunnids
All my dawgs gon' jump him

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I like hunnids, told em, I like hunnids
They said I ball like lebron, they say you andre drummond
I told em, tell me something, so can you tell me something
My bloodda, that's my buzzin, she play me out the country
Not L.A, I'm in M.I.A
All you see is fuckin' palm trees
Uh-oh, I'm up to somethin
I think I'm up to somethin
I left my phone was buzzing
Ain't no one I can trust in
I feel like fuckin' Justin
Timberlake fuckin' Justin

very ape ft. mig

(prod me)

Aye specxfic

Turn me up
How much do you hear, hear, hear

I don't got no fear
My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care
It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL
Pockets fat as hell, hell
Hell yea, yeah
Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah
I wanted all this shit so bad, Back then these niggas, they ain't care
Ion give a fuck about no bail
If I tell you how I feel, would you tell
Ion give a fuck bout' how you feel
Cause they ain't give a fuck about how I felt
Honestly, I'm just tryna keep it real
Honestly, can we just keep it real

Aye
Pull up, drop, drop, drop I just dropped, drop inside my cup
These hoes say I flex I don't think that I flex enough
I think I'm so petty, I just blocked this hoe on messananger
Guap guap I get fetty, how you get money no, I can't tell you bout nun
Aye, back door the lob, I'ma go Serge Ibaka
She ask how you feel, told this hoe, I feel awesome
I can't cooperate with the feds, I told them, I don't know
Man yo brother fake, how the hell you still shop at Costco
Sweep up the money with a rake
Bad hoe, follow me on IG, let's go
Yeah, my brother got drakes
Don't try that, nigga, we gon' test those
I get so much bread and cheese, in my pocket, pesto
And my bitch Vietnamese, but she not my best though
Man you lyin said yo bitch was bad, she look like Lizzo
No, that's not my bitch, this hoe not even my kindle
Don't come to my DMs unless you bready, nigga, pay up
Oh okay, my brother sliding, yeah, he comin' with a pistol

I don't got no fear
My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care
It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL
Pockets fat as hell, hell
Hell yea, yeah
Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah

And I'm steady flexing
I'm balenci steppin
I don't need no weapon, cause my brother checked in
G-Lock, Gen-five, this shit make him tap dance
Fuck school, I could make ten bands
Ion even wanna take ten tests
Ion even wanna have ten friends
Gem called like, did you flex yet
Yea, finna hop on a jet, jet
Everybody tell me I'm next next
Everybody tell you what you wanna hear
You a one hit wonder I don't know you
I don't even let a hoes get close yea
Last time I did, she folded

I knew her way before then
Like, way, way, way before then
I took some drugs before then
That's way, way, way before that
They call me spec, you know that
Like, why you ask, you know that
They try to act like I'm so bad
Like, why you did me so bad

I don't got no fear
My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care
It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL
Pockets fat as hell, hell
Hell yea, yeah
Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah

"mad or nah" by Adynify + @zeeyoor
produced by Yuk (@user-286765454)

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