Ball like Lakers
Nigga treat me like sum candy, eat through the paper
Little money on the block you know a bitch rake up
Flutter with a couple karats, and yo shit fake huh

Bitch I come out with the guns, I bet you knew this
Im the king, you my son, nigga you princes
Do my dance, nigga what, give my ass kisses
And I own a little cheddar, nigga my assets

Run fast on bitches like a marathon
I’m star, my show, nigga telethon
Bitch this is my night like Chaka Khan
Put on my cape and hit the sky nigga heroine 

Windows tinted on the merces
Bitches so dead, bring the hearses 
Lipgloss and GATS in my purses
Patch the beat up, get the nurses

Tre spit slick shit like crisco
Puff puff, bitch better pass that indo 
Aquarius with garnet crystal
Pass that hookah, bitch I hit those 

Nigga wanna know how he get a bitch bad
Want a mandingo from Trinidad
Cher and Dionne, when a bitch rock plaid
Let’s hit stores, let’s pop them tags 

Gone for a min, other bitches ain’t pop
Bitch want drama, then stir that pot
One wrong move, one bitch get shot
Better than me, no bitch you’re not 

I drill holes in girls like dentist
I own this, and bitch you rent this
I rip doors up off their hinges
I go crazy, I’m a vixen

Number 1 boy in the globe
Close the book that’s all she wrote
Piss on niggas, take my load
You hoes italics, bitch I’m bold

Little ma, little ma
Niggas looking at me
He a 10, he a dime
Quick to up a exponential sign
Roll with the rucker and I grip up on the 9

1991 RMX

2 Pretty 2 Perfect (Ft. Slugga) (Prod. Zuzi x Ayaz)

Glock In My Gucci Hoochie #SlugMix

Tied025 Slowed Down ✨

I DO (SKIT)

white stuff

bitch dont love em back girl that nigga a loser
i stay with that pack niggas think im the rula
he get no money that nigga a begga
im gone off that Molly like my name santana

switching my looks like im hannah montana
lil bitch im too hot 
i need my name a banner

banner banner banner

too turnt in the function they talking bout ban her
all of this motion youd think imma scammer 
dont need no interruptions im counting these bands up

flexing with counterfeit bands 
that niggas a sham
he do anything for the gram

dgaf bout ya plans
you cant comprehend 
how a bad bitch still the man

my bitch a scammer my bitch a klepto
doing him like kirk nwo he cant let his neck go
do you niggas like curry i aint never need no ref tho
how you for the ppl only do it for the check thought bitch 

all the bad bitches love tommy they come out the blue
imma keep em all you myself lil bitch i dont owe you 

bitch dont love em back girl that nigga a loser
i stay with that pack niggas think im the rula
he get no money that nigga a begga
im gone off that Molly like my name santana
 
stfu up pussy
get df out
on your block with your bitch and we masked out
they aint want me but these niggas in my ass now
gotta a few bitches that stay bringing up the past wow

tana tana tana
bitch pick ya mans up
get ya bands up

tana tana tana
bitch pick ya mans up
get ya bands up

BAN HER

PULL IT AHT (prod. by Docx)

BAX TA DEM (prod. by Docx)

TROLLZZZ (prod. by Docx)

*LYRICS*
 Like Tracy Chapman , got me speeding in a fast car
I’m running circles round’ these niggas like a track star
Like Mercury got em cumming , they ain’t that far 
I speak the word and quote the phrase , like it’s That part 

I lead the path like I’m Harriet Tubman 
Cause I come back for you niggas , like I make em my hunt man
We don’t fuck wit Jackie Chan’s , we ain’t pulling no Stunt mans 
Cause I Got title “Don” from the streets , cause I’m dumping 

Im a God to these Hoes , when they see me , it’s Hallelujah
I can’t stand a dirty nigga , but its fucking time I do ya 
I call up Stasie , cause she atom them , with tooly she right through ya 
You can get that Smokey pack , smoke ya brothers like a hookah 

Twan done made the beat so you know I’m fucking spitting 
You can’t getcha FUBU back ,  you ain’t fucking wit my lining
Niggas got the BM baby, My W is always winning 
I get the pop , like woo back baby , on the block they know I’m spinning

All my candy red apple Bitches , Speed up in the Porsche
Got that Coco girls is mean , ain’t no Gretchen up in stores 
Posted up in DMV , I put Virginia, in the sport 
I’m feeling Bliss , like Mercury , running game up in the court 

Like Tracy Chapman , got me speeding in a fast car
I’m running circles round’ these niggas like a track star
Like Mercury got em cumming , they ain’t that far 
I speak the word and quote the phrase , like it’s That part