run thru the rain (bmud) - lyrics 💕

i got that ice on me and it freeze
i got a bad bitch on me
glock came with a beam, yea and its green
that lil hoe hit my phone left her on seen

baby lets run through the rain, can you feel my pain, baby, nah
baby tell me what you gained, baby, huh
no i cannot hear a word you saying, nah
I'm getting too fucked up, i cannot recall

I'm thinking i need me a lil rolls royce, or a jag
put that lil bitch on his back, g19 and that bitch stacked
i ain't never ran no track, but I'm running to that cash
hopping in that cat, and it got a hemi engine its fast

who do think he is? he ain't finna slide on me
that choppa it wish him well, holding a hunnid rounds, it go bee!
I'm feeling that pain again and it's hurting me
I'm sipping on double cup, I'm slurring see

i got that ice on me and it freeze
i got a bad bitch on me
glock came with a beam, yea and its green
that lil hoe hit my phone left her on seen

baby lets run through the rain, can you feel my pain, baby, nah
baby tell me what you gained, baby, huh
no i cannot hear a word you saying, nah
I'm getting too fucked up, i cannot recall

run thru the rain (bmud)

stand out (aria1k) - lyrics 💕:

speed, speed
yea, hop out, watcha need?
i told that boy back down, he in my blunt he my pack now
and i got them k rounds, that bitch carrying tracers like a damn hound
getting money i'm fanned out, i'm the queen of this shit, i'm gon' stand out
me and kurumi, we ran down, got that bitch boy screaming "man down"
can't leave no damn victims, my choppa it's hittin' up'
wait to see how it'll pan out
man these bitches fugazi, they fake when im rich, always looking for a fucking handout

that choppa on me, i aint finna fight
223, yea they finna bite
she ride me like a damn bike, no kawasaki
swervin, im up in that maserati
and the drac kick back, like it do karate
bad bitch all up on my body, get to shakin ass she a lil naughty

i'm back on that go mode, bitch im ready shoot at whoever, whenever
bro tryna backdoor, who he think he is, he think he real clever 
you killing me? bitch, never
off with your head, bitch, severed
caught him in broad day, he was on lack, my day just couldn't be better

im walking too slow, bitch im on that mud
why else you think that everything I make can make people relate and make us feel like best buds?
im shootin' the kel tec, its on me, i ain't leaving no man stunned
riding around in a g23, drive by, made his ass run

speed, speed
huh, speed, watcha need?
i told that boy back down, he in my blunt he my pack now
and i got them k rounds, that bitch carrying tracers like a damn hound
getting money i'm fanned out, i'm the queen of this shit, i'm gon' stand out
me and kurumi, we ran down, got that bitch boy screaming "man down"
can't leave no damn victims, my choppa it's hittin' up'
wait to see how it'll pan out
man these bitches fugazi, they fake when im rich, always looking for a fucking handout

that choppa on me, i aint finna fight
223, yea they finna bite
she ride me like a damn bike, no kawasaki
swervin, im up in that maserati
and the drac kick back, like it do karate
bad bitch all up on my body, get to shakin ass she a lil naughty

stand out (aria1k)

where do i start - lyrics 💕:

where do i start? play him like its darts
sippin' on that wokhardt, yea, that bitch tearing me apart
i'm getting that money, and i just be stackin' up, i got a lot bitch, look at the charts
this bitch tryna set me up, i ain't no dumb girl
thought i'm dumb, but im movin' smart

where do i start? gazing at the stars
pussy won't make it far, cant lower my guard
played the wrong card, broke my heart it's in shards
bullet leave more than a scar, ARP, bitch, yea i'm armed

hopped in the muhfuckin whip, VIP just showed me the vip
and i got that five seven on my hip, off of these xans, i aint finna trip
he keep on talkin, he better zip, just scored a pint, and i'm finna sip
he think he rich, but aint got shi, make him eat shi, he a lil bitch

i'm finna flow, hop out that rolls, we finna go like ugh
we get him trolled, and we totin' poles, and we finna let it go
that lil boy he told, i got a .44, pour up the drank, i need more
uh huh, pickin em off like its eeny, meeny, miny, moe

(bridge)

where do i start? play him like its darts
sippin' on that wokhardt, yea, that bitch tearing me apart
i'm getting that money, and i just be stackin' up, i got a lot bitch, look at the charts
this bitch tryna set me up, i ain't no dumb girl
thought i'm dumb, but im movin' smart

where do i start? gazing at the stars
pussy won't make it far, cant lower my guard
played the wrong card, broke my heart it's in shards
bullet leave more than a scar, ARP, bitch, yea i'm armed



where do i start

not him ft. crusey

show it - lyrics 💕:

(hopoutyoshino)
i been in the field, yea, with my fucking soldiers
got that pack on me, and i fucking sold it
got an arp, and i fucking hold it 
she wanna fuck on me, im like "baby, show it", "baby, show it", "baby, show it"
getting money like its nothing, i already know it, 'ready know it, 'ready know it
clutchin' five seven, bitch, im about to blow it

pull up with the big guns, we gon shoot at you
got that 762, going thru the roof
yea you losing too, get him hit, you losing two
it ain't nothing we gon' leave you more than black and blue
pull up on him, he's a target, catch the lil bitch, paint his face an artist
cannot fuck wit' us, yea bruh, we start it
hop out, bam, get him sweeped, get him darted

(556Kurumi)
smoking gas, this shit got me retarded
bitch give me good brain, she the smartest
i'm tryna hit a damn stain, you the target
no we ain't even close range, shoot the farthest
he keep playing, leave his body on a tarmac
so much sticks, i think they might needa fall back
blowin' up my phone, baby i ain't gonna call back
you only got lil money, we be making tall stacks

yeeaa~ 
you gon go out as failure, bae i don't know what to tell ya
yea, i need a new fit, hit the tailor
had to spend a couple bands like Remilia
all the denim is imported, i up that shit leave him in torment
yea, see me, he gon run, ain't no Forrest 

(hopoutyoshino)
i been in the field, yea, with my fucking soldiers
got that pack on me, and i fucking sold it
got an arp, and i fucking hold it 
she wanna fuck on me, im like "baby, show it", "baby, show it", "baby, show it"
getting money like its nothing, i already know it, 'ready know it, 'ready know it
clutchin' five seven, bitch, im about to blow it

show it ft. 556Kurumi

no skill - lyrics 💕(cover art by @e111en):

choppa on me, that shit singing like it's linkin park
he been talking, we gon catch him lacking after dark
say you walk em down, you a clown, we gon' let it spark
bitch i'm winning now, got that crown, glockie leave a mark

bitch i'm feeling like the man of steel
glock 19, it make him kneel, we gon' die for what? we gon get you killed, bitch
you ain't do not stunt, all you did was talk, you got no skill, bitch
shut yo fucking mouth, focus on the money, you ain't real rich

show me a band, talking to a broke bitch, something i can't stand
no you can't do it alone, bitch boy gotta resort to callin' his mans
got this dumb bitch tryna run, he ran straight up to a dead end
yea, we finna send him to god, cuttin' off these damn ties, ain't nun to mend

we finna double cross him like a hashtag, 
pistol on me, make him back, back,
he ain't gon no gun, he on lack, lack,
and i'm posted up with that mac, mac
turn yo bitch to a natt natt 
tease yo bitch ass, i'm like "nana"
funny lookin' bitch, haha
me and 'rumi got hoes, they throw that
where you tryna go? you act like a opp, so we kick you to the floor
this shit a no brainer, so why you acting slow?
i should've been known that, that glock, glock, it blow back
bitch took, get yo hoe back, 
watch yourself, watch your own back,
got an ar, and it attack

choppa on me, that shit singing like it's linkin park
he been talking, we gon catch him lacking after dark
say you walk em down, you a clown, we gon' let it spark
bitch i'm winning now, got that crown, glockie leave a mark

bitch i'm feeling like the man of steel
glock 19, it make him kneel, we gon' die for what? we gon get you killed, bitch
you ain't do not stunt, all you did was talk, you got no skill, bitch
shut yo fucking mouth, focus on the money, you ain't real rich

no skill (1konce_ + yvngonce)

want you (falloutkore) - lyrics 💕:

she wanna ride with me and keep me up, uh huh
they tryna slide on me, that glock gon buss, yea
put him in the sky, put him in hell,
bitch, these choppa shells make him yell
keep on talking bitch, go to yale
bitch, that glock gon leave him pale, huh

how much money i need today? uh~
if he talking crazy, we shooting shit at his brain, huh
how you gon slide on me, ain't got no gun, no brainer
okay, i think i want the hemi engine on the wraith, uh~
i just popped me another perc, xanny, a bean, i'm on all of that
i got an arp with a beam on me, it's swinging like a bat
bitch i'm speeding down that freeway, pushin' 100 on the dash
please don't hit up my phone talkin' bout problems, i'm busy counting cash

got an ARP with a mag, i done fell in love with the cash
hop in that SRT or the jag
i'm sippin on drank, i had to relax
baby i left that shit in the past
wanna hang with us, got no pass
g19 put him on his ass

bitch i been rich, yea
call on ya, call on me
come and see, i want you all to me,
all to me, all to me, yuh, all to me

she wanna ride with me and keep me up, uh huh
they tryna slide on me, that glock gon buss, yea
put him in the sky, put him in hell,
bitch, these choppa shells make him yell
keep on talking bitch, go to yale
bitch, that glock gon leave him pale, huh

want you (falloutkore)

phase one (jorko + aloa) - lyrics 💕:

bitch, i got so many guns on the side of me
treat me like a joke, ended up choking, why'd you lie to me
baby, you told me you was gon ride, that you gon die for me
i'm like "tell me what you want", tell me honestly

yea, we back to phase one, bitch i'm riding around with that gun,
bitches be clones, they ain't on nun,
he like to talk, made that boy run,
play in this bitch, you done, play in this bitch we spun,
we finna light em up, like the sun,
i'm they mom bitch, they my sons

it's a lot of hoes that want me to come back
he keep on talking down, we finna send him up, he finna run that
i got my stick on me, can't leave the house, bitch, when i'm on lack
yea, that choppa send him to the past, hit like a flashback

XD jump like a trampoline, bitch i'm busy counting this green
moving too slow, i'm sippin on lean, 
smoking yo pack, it got me all mean,
money so tall, like yao ming
look at my diamonds, that bitch blinging~

bitch, i got so many guns on the side of me
treat me like a joke, ended up choking, why'd you lie to me
baby, you told me you was gon ride, that you gon die for me
i'm like "tell me what you want", tell me honestly

yea, we back to phase one, bitch i'm riding around with that gun,
bitches be clones, they ain't on nun,
he like to talk, made that boy run,
play in this bitch, you done, play in this bitch we spun,
we finna light em up, like the sun,
i'm they mom bitch, they my sons

phase one (jorko + aloa)

ring (xgabrius) - lyrics 💕:
i just lost my bread, i can’t find it
ain’t no pen and paper, i ain’t writing
bitch it’s me or her, you deciding 
don’t call my phone, don’t ring, ring
all my diamonds bling, bling
let that choppa, sing sing
you can’t rock with me
hit that gas, get left on E
but i still fly by
baby girl, don’t cry
i’ll take you shopping, get what you like

just get whatever
i’ll take you shoppin, what you like, just get whatever
and all these niggas hella fake, but i could never
no please don’t call my phone, please don’t hit my cellular
c-c-cause i just lost your brain, no i won’t miss it
and he just lost his life, but we won’t miss him
smoking on that shit, it give you cancer
and i’m the type nigga who’ll get you canceled

uh uh, you can’t sit with me, me
all he do is dream, dream
bitch, im from the streets, streets
can’t give niggas no love, cause they don’t want me they just in love with that munyun
no i don’t need no- i don’t need no love in my life
you’d be fucking surprised how much they lie, yea
high up in the sky, yea
i’ll send him higher, im way too fly, yea, yea

come inside, baby come along with me, let me look you in yo eyes
you gon die, bitch i got the stick on me, we ain’t finna box, not finna fight
gun beside, bitch i play with the fucking sticks like it’s fucking taiko, no lie
yea, come and lie, how you gon tell me that i’m wrong, but you ain’t doin shit that’s right?

i just lost my bread, i can’t find it
ain’t no pen and paper, i ain’t writing
bitch it’s me or her, you deciding 
don’t call my phone, don’t ring, ring
all my diamonds bling, bling
let that choppa, sing sing
you can’t rock with me
hit that gas, get left on E
but i still fly by
baby girl, don’t cry
i’ll take you shopping, get what you like

ring ft. ilyjulius! (xgabrius)

soon (kisuge) - lyrics 💕

uh huh, imma keep it a stack, have you running back, im seeing you soon
why you acting like that, you going out bad, you offa da shrooms
i'll knock off ya hat, the toolie go blatt, his name onna tomb
that bitch she a natt, i hop in that cat, and then it go zoom

i looked in yo eyes, but i saw the lies, did you do me right, i had to realize
bitch im with the guys, but i cut the ties, i had to revise, no i cannot die
bitch im in the night, i put up a fight, send him to the light, it's not looking bright
i got a new bitch, she a fucking sight, codeine with the sprite, mixing like science

i play with the money, no i cant stop paying for shit
i ride with a glock, no i cant play with the stick
can't play with no bitch, bullet give em stitches
you losing yo money, i been getting riches
get yo head in the game, why you talking bout bitches
she's calling my name, can you not listen?

sending shots, no he won't make it far
and im in that cat, windows tinted black, its lookin like its tar
choppa it'll hack, and the bitch attack, we gon pull his card
and i throw a rack, we gon get him whacked, he onna VCR

this hoe said she love me, this bitch think it's funny, huh
bitch i'm getting money, truey denim, pockets all on tubby
evil hoe, she cunning, glock 19, run him down, we gunning
said "i need no honey", i started to feel like i'm a fucking dummy

everything that i do is for a reason, deep in
everything that you say, you reaching, speaking
did ya have to leave, tell me how you feeling
heard that you can't stay, and it got me tweaking

uh huh, imma keep it a stack, have you running back, im seeing you soon
why you acting like that, you going out bad, you offa da shrooms
i'll knock off ya hat, the toolie go blatt, his name onna tomb
that bitch she a natt, i hop in that cat, and then it go zoom

i looked in yo eyes, but i saw the lies, did you do me right, i had to realize
bitch im with the guys, but i cut the ties, i had to revise, no i cannot die
bitch im in the night, i put up a fight, send him to the light, it's not looking bright
i got a new bitch, she a fucking sight, codeine with the sprite, mixing like science

soon (kisuge)

jack in the box (tenshixgod) - lyrics 💕:

push up on his team, glock it got beam, money in my jeans,
you a little bitch, ain't nun to me, it's all in your genes
i pop out the cut, like jack in the box, lil bitch, i'm clean
yo bitch want it all, yea she getting fucked, she a little fiend

i call up my angels, turn him back to dust, like, what do you mean?
they turning to demons when they let them shots off, bloody scene
i'm boutta rewind, bitch we moving slow, i'm sippin on lean
got the gen 5 on me, i aint no "rex", but ill put you on a fucking tee

yea, you crazy for that shit, leave you in a ditch,
stop acting like a bitch, yea, i'll hit you with that switch
sippin on potions, like a witch, finna run down, jugg yo shit
you getting money? nah, yea you wish
fucking on bad hoes, not no treesh

not no treesh, im fucking models
shipping fucking pack, yea bitch, it's global, colorado
sippin robitussin with my cousin, yea we on those
call up ellen, kurumi, yea my shootas on go

three bands on me, no bands on you
i'm like "hey i'm getting this guap", oh, i don't know 'bout you
baby let me get a peek at you, yellow diamonds, pikachu
and i'm riding round with the crew, on me
finna run it back, like kurumi

push up his team, glock it got beam, money in my jeans,
you a little bitch, ain't nun to me, it's all in your genes
i pop out the cut, like jack in the box, lil bitch, i'm clean
yo bitch want it all, yea she getting fucked, she a little fiend

i call up my angels, turn him back to dust, like, what do you mean?
they turning to demons when they let them shots off, bloody scene
i'm boutta rewind, bitch we moving slow, i'm sippin on lean
got the gen 5 on me, i aint no "rex", but ill put you on a fucking tee

jack in the box (tenshixgod)

again (outtafunds) - lyrics 💕:

when can i see you again? 
we used to kick it all the time, all the way from back then
b-bitch i got so many pink fifties, blue hunnids, not tens
hit the mall with all that guap, then i make it again

again, again, 
hit the mall with all the guap, again
again, again, 
hit the mall with all the guap, again

money counter beepin, that’s a lullaby
shawty said she love me, i know that’s a lie
baby im too high up, can’t see the other side
laces been too tied up, tripped up, don’t got the time

you said i changed up, i just leveled up, i ain’t stressing bitch, i got double cups
mixing the love and the drugs, yea im never stuck
i still hear you voice everytime im stuck
racks, bitch, doubled up
hit a lick, hoe, huddle up
pedal to the fucking medal, bitch you better buckle up, no~

when can i see you again? 
we used to kick it all the time, all the way from back then
bitch i got so many pink fifties, blue hunnids, not tens
hit the mall with all that guap, then i make it again

again, again, 
hit the mall with all the guap, again
again, again, 
hit the mall with all the guap, again

again (outtafunds)

i was fucking around i hope yall fw my vocals .. it's not the full song bc i suck at singing LMAO

bryson tiller - finesse (yoshino cover)

catch him (fukhavi x chopstick) - lyrics 💕:

bitch, huh, we spot him, we got him, we shot him, i fuck on yo daughter, we lob her, she naughty, i’m noddin' off lean, i’m sippin' codeine, i’m booted off beans, like huh
bitch, huh, we catch him, he lacking, that AR attacked him, i got hella racks in the bank, if he want a lil feat, we gon' tax the bitch, i just be shooting them threes, like huh
you tryna come spin over here, run you over like dear, lil bitch i got that gear, made his ass disappear, is this shit sounding clear, it ain’t no man i fear, like huh
she fuckin, hit her from the rear, nah you ain’t gettin' near, lil bitch you not my peer, cut him off like it shears, when i look in the mirror, it’s a real sista here, like huh

double back with the g10, leave a pussy right on the cement,
i got an arp, but i'm not ayerp, how is you slime if you ain't got no tec
bitch i'm runnin' up these checks, bitch i'm fanned out check the specs
all of my sistas be walking around with FN's they finna aim it at yo neck

my bitch, she stay with snipa, hit you in yo head, put you on yo ass
i'm in the field souljas, and they seein' red, bitch you'll never last
hop in a amg 'cedes, i'm speedin' down quick, i think i might crash
pussy we are not the same, i'm upper then you, we always contrast
no you ain't talk bout shit, you a little bitch, you gotta admit it
i walk in this bitch, and i brought my stick in it
he talkin crazy bitch i'm getting rid of him

bitches be whining, just quit it
all of my flows, he bit it
walk out of the house, im fitted
shut yo bitch ass up, listen

bitch, huh, we spot him, we got him, we shot him, i fuck on yo daughter, we lob her, she naughty, i’m noddin' off lean, i’m sippin' codeine, i’m booted off beans, like huh
bitch, huh, we catch him, he lacking, that AR attacked him, i got hella racks in the bank, if he want a lil feat, we gon' tax the bitch, i just be shooting them threes, like huh
you tryna come spin over here, run you over like dear, lil bitch i got that gear, made his ass disappear, is this shit sounding clear, it ain’t no man i fear, like huh
she fuckin, hit her from the rear, nah you ain’t gettin' near, lil bitch you not my peer, cut him off like it shears, when i look in the mirror, it’s a real sista here, like huh



catch him (fukhavi x prodchopstick)

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