Sonic Bag(Prod. Shadow)

Strawberry (prod. by Scorpio Prodz)

Lyrics

Verse I:
Spent a house on a/ drop top
cut the roof off that’s a/ crop top -
Speakers Jumping/ like Hop Scotch
But I Had to Dump it/ at the Chop Shop
Keep the dumplings/ on the Laptop
Keep punchies/ on a Black Box
Phone ranging off/ nonstop 
Steady banging/ like a Got OPPS
We outside/ like The Hot spot
In the streets/ at the hot spots 
The industry want/ my Top Spot
No Vacancy/ I will Not Stop
I Started out/ at the Stop & Shop
Packing Bags/ At the Stop & Shop-
I was big mad/ cuz a nigga Popped
Now it’s big bags/ when I Stop & Shop
			(Back to Hook)

Hook:
Walked into the Spot
Niggaz thought I was Popped
Walked In with A CPN-
Walked out with Alot 
Pulled a Benz out the lot 
Met my mans down the Block
Let him in gave me hella bands
Then we did our dance to the Bop
You already Know the Bop
You already Know the Bop
Keep it steady when I Bop
You ain’t Ready for my Bop
You already Know my Bop
You already Know my Bop
Keep it steady when I Bop
You ain’t Ready for my Bop
Bop Bop Bop
This that/ Bop Bop bop
Hit that/ Bop Bop Bop 
Watch me/ Bop Bop Bop


Verse II:
Started off on/ the 2 Train-
Had no coins/ just loose Change
08 bought/ the New Range
Niggaz saying Pep/ U Changed
Same nigga w/ some new change-
YLS peice/ on a New chain-
Add the rosary/ that’s 2 Chains
This a TRU Story/ Like 2 Chains
Flow feeling/ like 2 Chains
I Done moved up/ the food chain
Eating good/ cuz the food changed
Steak & Lobster/ w my Boo thang
It’s not an option bout/ who Paying-
Swipe black cards/ like Bruce Wayne-
Gotta Russian vendor/ from Ukraine
His peices kicking/ like Liu Kang
			(Back to Hook)

*Lyrics*

Hook: 
Fly dope nigga from the Bronx 
Ain’t no Broke niggaz where we from
Had money b’fore I wrote a song
If u ain’t getting money what u onnnnn??
Got money put my niggaz on
Short Nigga but my Money Long
Got right had to do some wrongs
And I’m still getting money on the Runnn

Verse I:
Just Touchdown no fumble
4 years I was in the jungle (in the village)
I was eating fufu with my uncle (w my hands)
Aunty through me Voodoo I ain’t Stumble (still stand)
They thought I fell off I took a tumble
Had to fight back had to rumble
Long flight back but I ain’t grumble (I ain’t mumble)
Now I’m here back to getting bundles
Can’t be Humble/ Did it on my own
They say imma vibe/ I’m just in my Zone
Don’t know how I Survived/ I was all alone
Made it out Alive/ they thought I was gone
Niggaz did me wrong/ I made it right 
When Shit start going left/ I made a right (skrrrt)
Still Wishing for my Death/ Get A Life
Old Friendships Dead/ Betty White (RIP)
Make a toast/ w Cherry Sprite (Shirley temple)
I’m in a Ghost/ Scary night (I’m w Freddy)
They thinking they wonnn/ yeahhh right (sikeee)
I’m w my Day ones/ Eerry night (all day)
Eating good/ Curry rice (getting chicken)
In the field running plays/ Jerry rice (we outside)
When u see me talk to me/ very nice (verry niceee)
Don’t get me Hype/ u kno my Type (I can fight)
I’m Dripping white gold/ buried in Ice
All this jewelry on/ like I just did a heist
Short Fly nigga/ I ain’t fraid of Heights
I’m in the Heights/ getting light (getting sturdy)
I really swipe/ u do it for likes (for the gram)
We do what we like/ that shit get u tight
If u got something to say/ get a mic
Tryna ride the wave/ get a bike
We not Alike/ I’m independent
Everything I got I own/ nothing rented (cashed out)
I’m in a Foreign/ windows tinted
I keep em down-tho/ so u can see the pendant
My time is now/ give me a minute
I don’t do second place/ when I finish
I’m Finna-land/ let me Finish
Still Winning/ feeling Winded (running laps)
Winning Again/ Double Up (double up)
Shirley Temple/ Double cup (double cup)
Married the money/ Coupled Up (coupled up)
We Run it up Uptown/fuck w Us
		(back to hook)

Hot Nigga 2.0 (Unreleased)

Lyrics

When I was down bottom
I ain't have nobody
I had a Cold Body
I caught a Whole Body
When I came back Up Top
Niggaz ain't Know Bout it
I ain't tell Nobody
I'm in that New Body
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez

You-on' really know the vibez
You-on' know what's it like
Left a body on Broadway
Couldn't go to sleep that night
Why did I take that light
How do I make this right
Got locked up, I went away
I ain't even get no kytes
Had to earn my stripes
Gotta stay wit that knife
Niggaz left me for dead Dawg
I came back to life
I came back like Mike
Billie Jeans off White
2023 Range Rove
Cocaine White on White
Pjs on the Flight
Dripping like Cold Sprite
Wearing every Jewelry Heavy Jewelry
That's just something light
We do what we like
Pussy niggaz they tight
You in the way, u feel a way
Please don't get me hype
Don't bang but I swipe
You gang banging on Skype
You see me, you look away
But you said it's on sight
Bronx niggaz we fight
Wolves come out at night
My Dawg Daph he bytes
And Freddy'll take your life
And I put that on life
We do it for Spite
And we do it like Nike
I kno you don't like me
You kno that I'm Shiesty
And I'm friends wit your wifey
We both know she's Feisty
So u keep talking spicy
Imma keep her Icy
You say that she's pricey
But I don't check the prices
I don't like Surprises

When I was down bottom
I ain't have nobody
I had a Cold Body
I caught a Whole Body
When I came back Up Top
Niggaz ain't Know Bout it
I ain't tell Nobody
I'm in that New Body
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez
Vibez, Vibez, Vibez
You kno the Vibez

VYBEZ

Lyrics

Hook:
100k in a week
Ran it up in a week
100k in a week
And it came from the streets 
100k in a week
Now I can’t een sleep
100k in a week
And I came from the Streets
100k in a week
100k in a week
100k in a week
100k in a week
100k in a week
Ran it up in a week
100k in a week
And it came from the streets 


Verse I:
I was Trapping out the bando (Trapping)
Pushing buttons no Nintendo (Keys)
Cooking up on a MacBook-
Looking up Pros I’m in Scam mode (Pros)
Use a Bot for the Bank Code (Bot)
Went n got me a Bank Roll
Pulling Strings that’s a Banjo (Plays)
I just made a 100 bands tho (fuck it up)
Went and bought me a Lambo (Urus)
Fully loaded w some Ammo (Options)
Then I wrapped it up in cammo (Stealth)
Now im whipping like Django (whip it)
And I’m hitting every angle (skrrrt)
And I’m listening to my single (100k)
Head sticking out the window
Wind blowing off my Kango (no cap)
Shorty tripping of my lingo (tripping)
Sucking dick like a mango
On my body watching every move-
So I had to Boogie, had to Tango- (
There ain’t no where that I can’t go-(outside)
If it’s a problem it get handle
Glock switch on a handle
Rocky, switch-to Rambo
Shooters coming off the benches
Coming at me better quench it
Watch your mouth like u a Dentist
Play-around u get Injured
Dripping gold I’m drenching
Trench coat in the trenches
Stand out I don’t blend in 
100k and I spent it
(Back to Hook)


Verse II:
Made a 100 in a week
That shit got me feeling weak
Ran it up, I Ran it up 
I’m still tryna go to sleep
Don’t kno where to go to eat
Tryna stay away from beef
(But) We outside, we outside
Like we living in the streets
Made a killing in the Streets
Like a nigga a selling weed
I swipe phones, IPhones
Then I sell it back for Cheap
Sell em for a band a peice
600 hunnet is the least
Make a profit off a each
Then I rinse it and repeat
I just told u how to feed
They’ll never show u how to cheat
U wanna grow plant the seed
What u sew is what u reap
And u gotta play for keeps
I make way more than I need
Niggaz chatting, I ain’t Jacking
They be capping when they speak
 I be Trapping out my Jeep 
Got Kadafi next to me
Gucci Duffel full off Gadgets
Yeah that’s just a couple G’s
Got pulled over by Police
On the west side heading east
I took em on a high speed
With a Hunnet racks backseat

100K

Lyrics 

Verse I:
I’m in a Benz/ 
The windows ain’t got no tints
Wood on the trim/ 
The Rims is more than your rent
I just had it Sent in/
Interior got the new scent
How much I spent/ 
Damn the price it don’t make no sense
I’m w the Gang/
Making-Noise like we in a band (making a band)
Ain’t got no friends/
Friendships got too intense
Shit got me tense/
Look at Stan that was my manz 
Yeah that was then/-
I ain’t forget but I understand (it is what it is)
I don’t Pretend/
Loyalty that’s where I Stand (I stand on it)
Im good w my hands/-
Don’t get me started know how it ends
I Call up Twin/
He got a Chopper come w a Lenz
We from the trenches/ 
Came up been up ever since (Ever Since)
I took a chance/
Being-broke was never the plan
And I just Land-ed/
I’m back to where it began 
I had to blend in/
My Family know where I been
And I’m still bang-ing/
The swipes I know all the bins
Ran up some Bands/
Few hundred grand
I made some M’s/-
Way back before the advance
I spent it on Van-son/
Avirex and a Wizam
We setting Trends/
U Chasing views on the gram ( I’m being reel)
I kno they expecting/
me to lose they think Issa scam
Look how I Flex/
Like I did a set at the gym
I cheat on my Ex/
I played her but a Win is a Win
Sent her a text/
She took me back I did it again 


Hook:
Winning Again, Winning Again
Counted me out when they let me in 
I Did it Again, I Did it Again
I’m Winning Again, They want me to Stop 
They know I got it Bringing it in
(Repeat)


Verse II:
I came in the game late/
Few minutes left on the clock (4 quarter)
The reason I came late/
Government had me on lock (Put me in lock)
Soon as I came in/
The Spot, I took a shot (Kobe)
That shit got blocked/
But God gave another shot (God Did)
2016 I would’ve Popped/
If I ain’t get Knocked
Took it to Court/
I was Defeated I was in shock (I took a Loss)
I got Deported/
And escorted right off the block
They put me in a Box/
In the Shu and ship me up Top
When I got down/
Got to a Bag I’m setting up Shop 
I picked up the peices/
All my releases start’na Drop
I’m still warming up/
I give em heat they want me to Stop
Cuz they know I’m Hot/
I turn it up another notch (just let it burn)
Yeah I been Grinding/
Put the time in look at the watch
If You see me Shining/
Cuz the Diamonds looking like Rocks
Just let me Rock/
I been through alot 
They thought I would Flop/
But I finessed em u kno the Bop
(Back to Hook)

Winning Again

*LYRICS*

Hook:
You got something to say
well then get it off your chest 
I Move a couple peices
And they think I’m playing chess 
Got locked up in the East
I went down to the the West
They mention the Arrest
But don’t talk about the Rest
I’ve been cleaning uppp
Like I just made a mess
I’ve been getting play
since they made the cassette
When they see you paid
They hate cuz they upset
If you know you blessed
Then don’t worry bout the Rest
Don’t worry bout the
Don’t worry bout the Rest
Don’t worry bout the Rest
Don’t worry bout the Rest
Don’t worry bout the 

Verse I:
I been on Go on the road Tryna get it
If u know u know if u don’t then forget it
Remember I was Dead broke no Paramedics
Now I’m eating Steak, Lobster and Spaghetti
Moving like a straight mobster through the city
Throwing all these ones in the air like confetti
You heard I’m around u ain’t hit me cuz u petty
You want me to chase u around I ain’t wit it 
You kno imma big Dawg I just want some kitty
Got on all this drip big drip im sweaty
U running your lips, talking shit better Dead it
Hittas dressed in black ski mask and a fitted
And they don’t even mind they got time to go spinning
Money on my mind And they know that imma spend it
I see a lot of people I ain’t see in the beginning
Used to be illegal now the immigrants are winning
(Back to hook)

Verse II:
Drop top 2 seater
I got on some thong slippers and a wife beater
Gotta couple young strippers Riding w they feet up
And We don’t want no bum bitches Coming to the meet up
Pull up to the club Valet No meter
Diamonds on me dancing Ballet Turn the beat up
I’m with a bunch of wild Animals Call PETA-
U don’t really want the smoke Just go n roll your weed up-
Gotta seat at the Table n it’s not from IKEA 
AP on my wrist, this a whip this a KIA
Tricking on yo bitch n she miss how I treat her-
I steal a peice pussy then I run cuz she a Cheater-
Been on a different page since I started selling beepers
When I found the wave, got paid and went in Deeper-
Showed my team how to eat cuz we had no one to feed us
Nobody gave me shit earned my stripes like Adidas
(Back to Hook)

The Rest

Intro:
Mbappe’, Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’, Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’, Mbappe’ (Ball like)
Mbappe’ Mbappe’ 
Mbappe’ Mbappe’ (Score like)
Mbappe’ Mbappe’ 
Mbappe’, Mbappe’ (Goal like)
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’ (Pro Like)
Mbappe’ Mbappe’

Verse:
Jah Jah Bless Me
Just Like Messi
Lord have Mercy
I’m so Messy
Baba help me
I want ball like Chelsea
I want change my Jersey
I want Dey New Jersey
Wetin my eye see/ Dem no know
Wetin Mama/ no see before
I want My Papa/ to see me Blow
Want my Pickin/ to Score de goal
Dem no know my/Story ooohhh
I chop life like/ Oreooooo
My gbedu my/ Audiooo
E Go blow/ don’t Worry ooohhhh

Hook:
I kill am kill am/ Mbappe’
Kylian kylian/ Mbappe
Vivian, Lilian/ Mbappe
30 Billion / Mbappe
I shoot my Shot oooh/ Mbappe
Score de Goal/ Mbappe
Ball I Ball like/ Mbappe
No go Stop like/ Mbappe’

Mbappe’, Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’, Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’
Mbappe’ Mbappe’

Verse: II
Just Dey Play
Make I dey my dey
Day by Day
I just want find my way
Only money I Chase
Only me fit run my race
Make no man look my face
Don’t kno wetin I face
Remember da days/ I was Suffering 
Nobody Dey there/ to love me 
Nobody Dey here/ to hug me
Those were the days/ I was hungry
Swallowed the pain/ I went All In
I started Shooting/ and Scoring
Now that I’m hooping/ I’m balling
I don’t pick up/ when they calling 
Press I press my/ lappyy ooh 
Money come in like/ Rapidooo 
Money come in like/ Magic oooohh
And when it come in I/ grab it oooh
Softly softly/ Jeje
I done Dey fill my/ Belle
If u Dey feel am/ kpele ohh
I Dey on top like/ Gele oohh 
(Back to Hook)

Outro:
Mbappeeeee yeah
No Dey use me play Yeahh
God go hear my prayerrrr
My hustle go payyyy yeahhh
1 Day yeahhh 
Mbappeeeee yeah
No Dey use me play Yeahh
God go hear my prayerrrr
My hustle go payyyy yeahhh
1 Day yeahhh

MBAPPE

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