why is this tuff? 😭

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)

lyrics:

bookie why'd you flee
you can't stick around
not today
not with me

huh, huh, yeah
baby come and slide
i'll be your getaway
yeah, show you everything
show you a good time
let's not make a scene
lookin' in your eyes
now i want a piece

oh what?
aw yeah?
want love?
come here

baby how you feel
you want some bands
not talkin' bout remi

you just want some bread
so i'm steady baker steppin'

that bitch she a peon
she a flea
she a peasant

now you runnin' (you gon' run, run)

you been tryna run away (you gon' run, run)
do it in a ghetto way (you gon' run, run)
use me for a getaway (you gon' run, run)
blame it all on me yea

huh
might just bring you around on a sunday
can you tell me where the time goes
i'm gonna bring you when the sun down

know you wanna see my face
huh bae?
who gon' pick you up when you fall down?

i know that you sexy
bitch i'm sexy too
you've been acting mundane
who you talking to
we could have a fun day
party at the pool, yuh
if a had a choice to pick
then bae i'm picking you

yea, yea
you can't even blame me baby

now you runnin' (you gon' run, run)

you been tryna run away (you gon' run, run)
do it in a ghetto way (you gon' run, run)
use me for a getaway (you gon' run, run)
blame it all on me yea

bookie why'd you flee
you can't stick around
not today
not with me

huh, huh, yeah
baby come and slide
i'll be your getaway
yeah, show you everything
show you a good time
let's not make a scene
lookin' in your eyes
now i want a piece

oh what?
aw yeah?
want love?
come here

run (prod. yk)

I’m like oh
I’m like oh no
His entire net worth is my wardrobe
I’m like oh no
Yea I just spent that boy lifesavings on my clothes
I could put a couple racks on your head and you turned to a ghost
Yea you already know
Yea you already know
Yea you know I’m staying ten toes and niggas on go
Yea you know I’m way too solid never switch on the low

How you gonna run with big dogs
You talking that shit get me pissed
You a pussy yea you hiss
You talking that shit get me pissed off
White hoe Taylor Swift
I’m fucking her once and then she gon kick rocks
Feeling like a rockstar
Push the pedal in a foreign car
And I tote that Glock like Al Pacino
Bitch I’m going off
Diamonds gon keep dancing yuh
Even when the fucking lights off
Niggas keep on hating yuh up in my mentions
Yea why you talking that shit online, you need some attention?

I’m like oh
I’m like oh
I’m like oh no
His entire net worth is my wardrobe
I’m like oh no
Yea I just spent that boy lifesavings on my clothes
I could put a couple racks on your head and you turned to a ghost
Yea you already know
Yea you already know
Yea you know I’m staying ten toes and niggas on go
Yea you know I’m way too solid never switch on the low

Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Switch on the low
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Won’t switch on the low

Solid (Oh No) (prod. falloutkore + fukhavi)

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)

GOOOO

Out To Eat (prod. story.)

HOW TO TRAP (feat. suwakonem)

lyrics

what they sayin? oh yuka not nice?
cant hang wit her not my type
might mix the wock might put in my sprite
3 bands might grab another pint

kevlar vest up on my chest
feels safe bitch i feel too nice
keltec bitch and my grip too vice
pull up lemme grab my 9

up it- uppin that blam i might yuh
make another band i might yuh
countin all the cams on site yuh
screamin free ran all night yuh
niggas talk down might die huh

no red dot huh
only green beams yuh
aim it at ya headtop
and it pierce ya spleen yea
feel like we in set it off
but im the only queen here
kno-knock off his latifah
skrt off in that stoley
know that bitch a beamer
nigga must be trollin
said he dont know me yuh

what they sayin? oh yuka not nice?
cant hang wit her not my type
might mix the wock might put in my sprite
3 bands might grab another pint

kevlar vest up on my chest
feels safe bitch i feel too nice
keltec bitch and my grip too vice
pull up lemme grab my 9

up it- uppin that blam i might yuh
make another band i might yuh
countin all the cams on site yuh
screamin free ran all night yuh
niggas talk down might die huh

no. 9 for the denim
hunnid shootas in atlanta
i- i feel like uppin the standards
mixin wock wit the fanta
he wanna talk but he random
hunnid rounds out the phantom
they tryna put me in the slammer
fuck around might slam em

she said she straight
but she know lil yuka her favorite
huh
said he want smoke 
but now his lil brodie cant save him
yuh
green tip
556 gon shave him
knowin i swerve wit a patek
word to lil ran my baby

latifah (prod. yk)

Sing but HEAVENLY (556Kurumi x Jace! Combined) (FARMA REMIX)

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)

What you want/Intentions W/ Sakuya4D Prod. rangerlacave

any means ~ w/556kurumi (prod. yvngonce x 1konce)

juggfinesse - ion want u (prod. drugbaby) (chris finesse exclusives + slump audios)

“WISHES”

I PRECIATE YALL NIGGAS 1K I AIN KNOW WE WOULD WOULD GO THIS FAR IN A YEAR WE GON GO UP NOW WE OTW TO 200 MONTHLY ON SPOTIFY WE GOING CRAZY I LUH YALL NIGGAS!
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Produced By: Ancient
Written By: 1krika
Mixed and Mastered by: 1krika
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