Lil Gohan ~ Doinks (Prod. Thrty)

prod by me

lyrics :

Bitches want me dead
I'm gon' count this fetty
That bitch, yeah, she bad
Want me badly
Put it in her, yeah
She can feel it in her belly
She gon' come back for more
Hit me on my celly

Turn her to a whore off the perkie
Then she got me in my head thinking I deserve it
How the fuck did I end up with her when she perfect
I'm gon' lose myself in her, yeah, and my purpose
Was it worth?
I don't think this is working
Hell I buy a birkin
She turn to a snake, a serpent

Bitches want me dead
I'm gon' count this fetty
That bitch, yeah, she bad
Want me badly
Put it in her, yeah
She can feel it in her belly
She gon' come back for more
Hit me on my celly

I'm gon' make her moan my name
Put my nut on her face
She think that I'm different from the rest, but baby I'm the same
I be with my sinners, I'm no saint
Dead presidents in my pocket like a coffin and my bank look the same
He a walking target, any problems we gon' up the lil' choppa light the flame
Stop and then flirt with your broad cus I'm up and you not, and you lame
You should be ashamed

FIVE THIEVES (PROD. ITALIANBROKEBOY)

Atlanta in Afrika with SinSeRah Kala

doom. ft, jasik. prod dj-mellow

lyrics: 
cut open my heart just let it spray
idk what the time say
idk what i want today
you could just cut me open fill my lungs with pain
you dont think that i can pay?
idk who you are today
i cant sleep if nothing matters
shouts and tears i need to gather
rackies lined up in my passport
you cant lose me like a sport
you cant close me like a door
imma spray just like a spore
making so much money stack it all its not short

i got all these drugs in my lungs
i got love on the tip of my tongue
spiral money like a honeybun
you cant change me im the chosen one
you can chase me im fast your a scrub
why the fuck you hate me ur the only one
make it fast like a hole in one
you come in last and im hot like the sun
bitch you better run so fast so fast
bitch my pockets so fat so fat
bitch u r not the shit ur not that
none of the people want you thats a fact
you can see me smoke strong
know ur sad wahh wahh
its like ur bad by law
i dont got no flaws
its like a win no draw
you come in last no straw

bloodspray prod jxyz

secre - CanUFeelYYuphoria [Prod Armaan Eliseg]

rather b alone ft.awkward

anxious


Stressed out 
Boutta cop a eight bitch I’m stressed out
Gotta eat the dick she got wet mouth 
Gotta eat the dick she got wet mouth
I’m like oh wow 
I’m like oh wow 
Smokin dope it’s too loud 
Imma let it bang yup 
Said she like the henny she gon drive boat 
Drive boat 
Said she like the henny she gon drive boat 
I get high when she go low 
Lowlowlowlowlowlow 
And I’m sippin wock 

I could never do you live that 
I could never flake shit wack 
Big jeans like it’s 05 
She come from the south I’m from the north 
Said she from the south I’m from the north 
Said she wanna fuck I’m pullin tracks 

I just gotta spit to do em bad 
Rollin off the coke bitch bad tho 
And I’m posted with valhalla 
Niggas posted with the fuckin krow 
Roll up nigga I’m just tryna smoke 
One love nigga I’m just tryna love 
Lovelovelovelovelove 
Lovelovelovelovelove 
One love nigga I’m just tryna love

ini.wav p. djshippy & king felix

feat. souljaskulls 
@fudrvcker 
@souljaskulls

SVMMERS0V3R ft. souljaskulls (drugslutt)

@hicierce
@djrugmoney
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I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I FELT A, UH
(BAH! BAH!) I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I FELT A, UH HUH
(BAH! BAH! BAH!) I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I NEEDA FIX QUICK
I JUST FUCKD UR CHICK N NOW SHE PUTTING ON SUM LIPSTICK
UH, HUH PUT HIM IN MY BLUNT IM SMOKING DIPSHITS
(BUH! BUH!) HUH,, SMOKING DIPSHITS
PUT HIM IN MY BLUNT IM SMOKING DIPSHITS (BUH! BUH!)
EVERYDAY IM WINNIN FEEL LIKE CHRISTMAS (BUH! BUH!)
LIGHT UP ON MY BLICK SO I DONT MISS SHIT
…
I DONT MISS SHIT (UH, HUH!)
N THAT PUSS WONT GIVE UP SHIT SO WE ELICIT, HUH!
ME-ME N MY BRODIES RIDE WIT STICKS LIKE WE PLAY CRICKET
(HUH?) N-N I RLY BEEN GRINDIN RLY BEEN SHIT!! (YEAH!)
N I HOP OUT OF THE WHIP WIT A THICK B*TCH!! (WOO-WOOOO!)
and i beat it up while rubbin on her clit (shit)

BIG, .44, SPRAY!
NEED, MORE! N MORE, KS!
Y-YOU’RE (WHAT?), POOR! Y-N_YOU’RE, (WOW!!) LAME!
P-PIGS (WHAT?), T-TORCH! (YUH!), T-TORCH! (YUH!), FLAME!
(BITCH)
P-PIGS (WHAT?), T-TORCH! (YUH!), T-TORCH! (YUH!), FLAME!
(BITCH)
P-PIGS (WHAT?), T-TORCH! (YUH!), T-TORCH! (YUH!), FLAME!
I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I FELT A, UH
(BAH! BAH!) I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I FELT A, UH HUH
(BAH! BAH! BAH!) I JUST FELT AN ITCH, I NEEDA FIX QUICK
I JUST FUCKD UR CHICK N NOW SHE PUTTING ON SUM LIPSTICK

FIVE THIEVES (PROD. ITALIANBROKEBOY)

italianbrokeboy

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