Lyrics 

twin just - argh
twin just scored that mud
bitch i get that money, what
get that money just for fun 
bro dont try ur luck, fn gon fuck up ur guts
nina gon give you a lil cut
my own mission, give me my cut
gas, its fucking up my lungs
shout out og, miss my plug
17 out taking drugs
12 gauge gon turn you to slugs
bih said she wanna hug, she wanna fuck, tell her nah
bitch i step out with rick owens, niggas thinking this shi chucks

brodie what? is you dumb?
is you stupid? get yo ass on
shout out the guys, we dont run
wanna be 2rare? aint get put on
i know they wanna be like us, no kap, no kizzy
get these funds
big ahh choppa flip that truck
shoot your shit, did that for fun

twin just - argh
twin just scored that mud
bitch i get that money, what
get that money just for fun 
bro dont try ur luck, fn gon fuck up ur guts
nina gon give you a lil cut
my own mission, give me my cut
gas, its fucking up my lungs
shout out og, miss my plug
17 out taking drugs
12 gauge gon turn you to slugs
bih said she wanna hug, she wanna fuck, tell her nah
bitch i step out with rick owens, niggas thinking this shi chucks

Fuck Up (P. K1ah X Iwmm)

Lyrics 

that boy fake man i swear he a prop
whats tucked in my nine jeans? gotta lil glock
10 bands, 2 tone, gon make you fall
keep that lil ho, man i dont want you broad
“how you get money?” bro i swear you a bot
chasing the money, i dont chase no bops
808’s thumping, shout out k1ah prod
bih wanna get zooted so we pulled up to the spot
smoking on that gas, this shit moon rock
getting that money, money on my clock
old money blue, this shit starting to rot
rip yams, still sipping that wock
me and they money yeah we still on lock
dont fuck with cops, i cant fuck with the law
talking that shi, he gon pray to Allah
yeah your ho in love with me, she gon fall

said she wanna kick it, yeah she wanna take photos
she wanna take pics with me cuz she want promo
pull up to hollywood, i go soho
dont need no gang with me, yeah ill go solo
i go solo, i go dolo
i get mine but i need it pronto
what he saying? i dont need no hermano
bitch bad as hell, yeah she lookin like lato

touching these bands, bitch im touching these racks
i dont know why you fronting, boy i know you be cap
say you getting big money, say you getting this-that
like bro why you lying, like bro why you bap
money my mind like bro ion lack
yeah i just copped a zip, yeah i just copped a pack
amg swerving, yeah bih ima crash
multi-beam on the glock, bih you know this bih flash

that boy fake man i swear he a prop
whats tucked in my nine jeans? gotta lil glock
10 bands, 2 tone, gon make you fall
keep that lil ho, man i dont want you broad
“how you get money?” bro i swear you a bot
chasing the money, i dont chase no bops
808’s thumping, shout out k1ah prod
bih wanna get zooted so we pulled up to the spot
smoking on that gas, this shit moon rock
getting that money, money on my clock
old money blue, this shit starting to rot
rip yams, still sipping that wock
me and they money yeah we still on lock
dont fuck with cops, i cant fuck with the law
talking that shi, he gon pray to Allah
yeah your ho in love with me, she gon fall

Prop (P. K1ah x Libertad)

darkdeception

p.tweak + p.crxwn - who i am

https://www.instagram.com/tilldethdouspart/

Idle (terror)

get the sample cleared!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03XFsJvBMA8

With my twin  , we in the cut
Talk too much, get folded up
Perc - perc' got me stuck, I can’t feel nothin', bruh
cuh talkin crazy his ass sweet asf 
I’m in the trap with a blunt and a scale
I just hit a jug, now I’m up, no bail
Heard he got robbed, oh well, i can’t tell
Still in the field with the pack like Odell
Bitch, I’m geekin’, I might float
Smokin’ pressure, make me choke
Took his bitch, now he broke
I just- i just  walked in, smell like gas
She gave me top, no need to ask
post your stick, you ain’t gon’ blast
I’m with my slimes, yeah, we movin’ low
ion trust hoe, I just pass then go
I was just in the trap, had to sleep by the stove
Now I’m in the whip and it move like boat

Prop (P. K1ah x Libertad)

IsaiahGuap

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