HUSTLE (FT. MoneyBagz)

BIG KILO

THE CHRONICLES OF A WISE FOOL

READY OR NOT (The Fugees REMIX)

Fiber Optics (Chopped & Skrewd)

Off The Top (Freestyle)

Bulletproof (Ft. Bake)

The hardest to do it and I ain’t even start yet.

An Egg McMuffin // Free my cousin !!!

Touchy feely

Scratching the surface

Cold

wrong street

Off xans im walking on water, i feel like Jesus ✝️

I Feel Like Jesus

Holes in the wall, no cash for the house, The Smell of money we sniffing it out
Praying to earth step father make bail,Comesary items we sendin em out
This is my story be what it bout, Hell yeah I do it for dollar n clout
Cause what mothafuka gonna tell my momma he lover and then move her outta this house
No one but me and all of my millions, Pussy boy step in my way I'mma killem
People I tell I'm a man on a mission, Misread it cause I ain't a Muslim or Christian
Prophecy without religion, They all get mad when they see that I'm moving like pistons, Picking up Ps an I flipem
Jump me We jump you you sit like a bitch while we kickem
No one got loyalty, This shit destroying me
Fuck up you're friend and you watch from a distance
Guess it's a trend to be bitches, I gotta Hit List of snitches that finna get this clip
Fuck it, No such thing as loving, Shitty ass life don't think you above it
Need a Butla, Cause yah, Sitting on yah ass doing nothing, Finna get fucked up I ain't bluffing
Friends get jumped when they doin it alone, When yah bitch get fucked if u leaven her at home
Then get buck when u think u had enough, And the bitch get slumped when I pull up witta pull
Can't see shit when we cut the lights out, Clean cut kid when he got the knife out
Bleed guts bitch when u pull up to the crib at night and expect to take my clout
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No way you doing that, This shit is more than rap
This is my future going door to door with rap
This is for cable, n labels throwing shade  rappers unsigned cause they doing way more for rap
This is for envy and this is for pain, Fixing for Benji's and yummy champagne
Bitches I'm coming so give Your money, recovery Eminem I'm not afraid!

Maybe I will stumble but I will always stand tall
We could never fumble, always humble, When we stand tall
All these rappers Mumble, finna crumble, When we stand tall
Breaking out the rubble, they in trouble, Come and stand tall
X2

Cause what mothafuka gonna tell my momma he love her and then move her outta this house

Bitch I'm stone, Frooozen at birth, So when I get burned I'm already numb
Young Dirt resurrected from the earth, N He's cursed So he inflicts pain with the tongue, Revenge driven so when the pen written, Venom In the words that he spittin, demon since the beginning
and I'm Killin every motherfukas that are bitten when I'm thrilling, Finna my money bigger than a building
Been hurt bitch been stabbed in the back, Gentle kid wit sense for the rap
Been through shit when u scrapping For cash, And u might get hit if u don't pay back
Get real sketch when they creeping on you're porch, Locks don't matter when they breaking down the doors
Now u gotta hide cause they moving down the floor shhhhh
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No way you doing that, This shit is more than rap
This is my future going door to door with rap
This is for cable, n labels throwing shade  rappers unsigned cause they doing way more for rap
This is for envy and this is for pain, Fixing for Benji's and yummy champagne
Bitches I'm coming so give Your money, recovery Eminem I'm not afraid!

Maybe I will stumble but I'll always stand tall
We could never fumble always humble, When we stand tall
All these rappers Mumble finna crumble, When we stand tall
Breaking out the rubble they in trouble, Come and stand tall
X2

(Prod. StashBoks / Beat by. Corbett)

STAND TALL

Chorus
[FatBoiStern]

Who said i cant rip it up?
Who said i cant rip it up what?
*Just watch me*
Who said I cant rip it up?
Who said I cant rip it up?
*Can't stop me*
2x

Verse 1
Baby girl bring that ass right here
Like SchoolBoyQ i be the man of the year
An i be picking up my pace when i be switching my gears
Running make-uup down your face when u be drowin tears
U used tah
Used to diss me word up to biggie
doin 60 fucking a hoe inna six speed
To tipsy
took way to0 many a sipsie
Now you're dizzy
Tryna get up in my jetski
All my homies be savages
Picking up multiple packages
Drug game emaculate
Keepin shit up inside the cabinets
Giant like mavericks
Talking methodman rings of saturn
Better then all the rest i'm above all the av-er-age
I'm a mastiff puttin u up in a casket
Getting blasted rather than getting you're ass kicked
Hes a bastard rotting and plottin disaster
Jacob baxter putting u on the wall plaster
Aint got no master
Never ever in the past has there
Been sucha motherfuckin drastic combator
Getting in your skin like fiber glass when it shatters in battles i'm doubtless my winning streak is countless
You're about to be another rapper kadaver to savy for mother fucking faggots who laugh at
The only other brotha who could gather the motherfucking gadgest to rapture the motherfukin magic
shit so quick bet u herd it in the past tense
Flow so slick getcha lost lika labrynth
Weed so loud like when pull an automatic
As i'm shooting u in traffic
Rappers quite soundin static
Getting yall turning my listeners into addicts
Look away i'm pulling out somethin from un the matress
Look away ur missin the action i make it happen
Eyes begin to blacken
Dont even know what just happened
Ok now i'mma king imma god
Take it as fact cause bitch it aint no facade
I been runnin round screamin like it's our last hurah
We got money to make so baby get in the car ahuh
Make my rounds in an acura
Wit the homies thatl smack you up
So quit backin up
Now I'm motherfuckin cracking up
I Flip my product wita spatula

Chorus
[FatBoiStern]

See a lil white boy wont shit
Little to you're knowledge ive been doin this since imma kid
I was rhymin as a baby wit spit up all on my bib
Wit my momma tellin me to stop and eat my fucking shit
But i
Was persistant
And was a christian
Started thinking
Yo iount fuck witha mission
Id rather give it a chance with the makin of millions
For my children seeing my face on the buildins
And who said that i cant rip this shit up
Gotcha movin back and forth lik yah ass was a bishop
Dont you be fucking with the holy yoeman militia
Orwe poppin n then we be comin to gethca
I could tell you ass a fed since the moment i metcha
So heres a hallow point goin in through ur sweater
Got way to much money for yall to measure n
Got so many hoes but the more the better ahaa

Chorus
[FatBoiStern]

Comin in one more time once more
Fed my bars through an umbilical cord
An i been killin mcs placing they bodies in morges
Cause they sounding like they got all there verses from dollar stores
And i'm pissed off
Like count of a monte cristo
Fire missles
Hoping that all of them hitchoo
This a shit show
dont have to pick up a pistol
Bitch it's simple call me over when u get home
Bitch i'm simply unbeatable
Thinking of a way he could lose is unfeasible
I'm good on my own imaa never fucking need a hoe
Teach you how to act mother fuka go to theater school
Bass kick up swervin skrrtin in and outy in an audi
All these girls surrounding me talking about my salary
All my doe is growing it's looking more like a mountain
We dont even know what happened my soundcloud is steady snappin oh

(Beat by. Don P / Prod . StashBokz)

ME & MY DUSTY ORGAN (Ft. FatBOI Stern)

What's the prolem if i said that i wanna be a play boi
Getta couple models an i takem to estate boi
Yeah i'm high on marijuana watchu finna say boi
Thats ok boi

Yeah aye thats ok
Go an grab me the rolling tray
Drunk for days but i'm feeling great
White grape that taste make me salivate
I'm high as fuck and it aint gon change i'm smoking tange
Sage
Different strains tell me watchu thank
They call me jake but i go by bake

Monday got me an 8th
But it gone by tuesday
Whosay
Ridding blue fram witta goose egg
Now what we doing she gorrilla glueing
The nug imma bootleg but no i'm not boonk gang
Puff lika chutrain buzz like a kool-aid when shits mixed wita blue thang
Protecting my kneck and theirs 36 steps to me couting these checks shout out to wutang

Make my mom proud like 2 chainz
aye
Fuck me i just rain out of butane
Cookies og kush thats 2 shades
New way damn that bush that new wave
churning dream burn fast like ussain
Smoking tokin
Hoping that my crew came
Broke a poker Cheefing a zong dead hussain
Dont you noticed that i'm gone off good green

What's the prolem if i said that i wanna be a play boi
Getta couple models an i takem to estate boi
Yeah i'm high on marijuana watchu finna say boi
Thats ok boi

Bitch i'm rollin blunts
Of da purple stuff
yeah I do that shit
When im erkled up
got herbal love
Like a turtle bruh
Wita Shell on the back how i hold my drugs
If you Want few zips imma move that shit
All yo kids bumping my music
Imma keep wearing my hat in school

Suck my dick.

And dont be mad bro
Target like castro
Only like fast hoes
Raw i'm like fat joe
Stealing that wayne flow
Blowing that train smoke
Choking on bankroll
Loving that payload
Eater like caserol
Swimin like mayko
Never inna k hole
Only that dope tho
No i aint a broke hoe
Oh no
Bitch named mari and we be chillin inna drow boat
 
What's the prolem if i said that i wanna be a play boi
Getta couple models an i takem to estate boi
Yeah i'm high on marijuana watchu finna say boi
Thats ok boi

Man i really want 6 plants that sounds lit don it
Pounds and pounds when the light hits onnem
Everyone smokes dont lie to me
Go drop your kids at the school and you toke in the drivers seat
Dropping some ash on the ivory
Cops drive behind n beams
In through the side n yo did they catch spot of me
Look in the light see nothing right
Sparking shit nobody trying me

Nah i be cheefin and you cant say shit
I been geekin yoeman legion
Yeah that still my click
And this still my shit
All of you haters gon ride on my dick
Folding a paper i'm breaking my wrist
know that theres never no breaking the kid bitch

What's the prolem if i said that i wanna be a play boi
Getta couple models an i takem to estate boi
Yeah i'm high on marijuana watchu finna say boi
Thats ok boi

(Prod. Koncreat / Beat by. Jee Juh)

WHAT'S THE PROBLEM

@505boyz

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They gon front on the way u are
Cant talk bout the way u write
Wit they friends they gone burn ur call
When you come around they gon raise they lighter
psycho wanna bitcho style
Shadows lurk when they cut the lights off
Just make sure that when they buy your vinyl
They gon sign you

Jersey kidd Witta verse he Lit Controversy is
That I'm nervous bitch never
Run my trap map wita mac and a Combat axe to the back Anna beretta 
Sign my contracts wita black feather ink Dime bag in my trap pounds down center
You gon talk yo shit i sound better
Me and Soldier Kidd Raising to another level
I been coming for the fetti
Listening to maxo 5200 ways
Gotta boo by the bay
22. In my room Issa tool for the fools who ain't true to the game
Then I pull for the fade
When I shoot
Hitta 3
triple x yes we the best in the beast coast
Blowing weed smoke wita preroll
coming out my lungs iount need thos
Kief on sea saw

I told my ma I'd make it out our house and so I did
Been Florida twice no license so I took a jet
I been focused on my life I ain't hearing shit
I thought I'd shed a lil light but now I'm hella lit

Feeling myself might just fuck on your bitch
Ima real in my wealth cause she lovin my hook like a fish
In kitchen whipping flipping bricks
Now I'm chipping shippin shit n making decisions
We started from the bottom
Got it by the bottle
slide another models cloths up off her body
Lucky like the lotto spraying fully auto
Biggie shit who shot yah, Chicks in lenciaga
Bae jus call me daddy no I'm not your father
Tweaking on the Addy roll another dollar
Why you so dramatic talkin bout a gunna finna pull it on me let me put my bun up
Foolish now you running from me mufuka
YoemanCrew is an influence doin numbers
We the truest shit is proven ain't no other
Watch me do it when I do it for my brothers

[CHORUS]

(Soldier Kidd verse)@505boyz 2:12 - 3:05
How you front like I ain't a star
All of my niggas go monkey on bars
I jus be thuggin an talkin to god
Spit on these tracks an I talk wit my heart
Niggas get back how I'm totin my rod
I getta sack an I split wit my dawgs
Niggas be fronting like they really rock
You run from niggas, I run from the cops
Thought we was fuckin I jus got the top
Thought we was bud, but the nigga got popped 
Shit could get hectic, you know I'm ready
You know I'm steppin, what is you reppin
Fuck all the money cause that be the fetti
They wanna sign me I need all the bready
Niggas be funny, this shit could get deadly
Yeah I said it, I Dont regret it
We Da Gang, B-B-Be Da Gang
We Could Neva Be Da Same
In this thang like pootie tang
Whipping, need to get a wraith
Bang bang, I pull up on lil Rey Rey
All my niggas slanging K K
Yous a Stevie, you cant see me
Talking strapped, but ain't no, B B
Who you are, I'm the one
Stolo car, wit my son
I'm the star, yall my sons
I'm to far I'm on the run
You niggas flawed dont get no funds
I'm in the sky you gotta jump
Why yo bri tryna huh
You gone die cause I'm gone buss

[CHORUS]

Florida my partners, We Coming for the top bitch cough it up
Rock glock stop fire shots,If I get hit twice got armor tho
Bae u nice lemme change ur life one night imma show u my carter flow
Pay your price when I put amilli onna millimetter but their aint no alter tho

Watchu pop bitch thats fentanyl
Blingin out a pinky ring from my nana
Funny how there aint a thing in my bank account
Money never been a thing when i get some
I aint finna change a bit jake blazin splffs
Spitin hard For days and my accadance is 
Gonna raise the bar been the greatest since
KRS n PAC BIG n JADA KISS
I done prayed a lot, I done hit a liq
Got no key for car, So im breakin in
Iount need the law, i can handle shit
Move a key along, Of the candle stick
And This lit jit got the mic inna pistol grip
and bet their ain't no safety click
Pardon it's my shift garden states my bitch
All I ever been wazza fuckin Jerzey Kidd shiett

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat By. StashBokz)

JERZEYKIDD (Ft. SoldierKidd)

First off dog welcome home Kodak
recorded shit wit Soldier Word to Koly when I go back
Me and joey in the Noya we ain't folding wit the BlowBack
Fucking different bitches then we showem where the door at
Thought yall know dat
x2

Mossberg 590 Gotta pump it to reload it
Jus a shogun wita shotty, I'm Pac’inem when I pull it
Different blunts in each pocket, yah we be rocking color coded
Think that booty in auto pilot, she riding while she smokin
Inna jaqoozy she boogie And kiss her friend if I tell her too
She do it dude I'm telling you, Elevate getta better view
A better bed so better give better head than tha others do
Mothers too, Hide your mother
I'm the motherfucker who's
Gone roll up on your block, and then blocka under the covers dude
I love my haters dont even cater to those who's loving you
Puff or two
Shuving a nug in a blunt like skaters do
A faded few, who imma carry wit care in my cherry coupe
Yall make it easy for bake to take the cake, So I'll order two
A multitude of homies gon hold me if police wanted to
Mobile homes apartments, the Cartels gon be who guard me
you wont get a foot on my office carpet, yah they escorting you
Outta my house, The 40 cal. In your mouth
I'm putting profit in my pocket Selling pounds of tha loud
What's all the blabbing about?
Forgot the gats in your mouth, I'm like a doctor when I pop yah blow your cavities out
Oh no the Power went out, We letting cowards in now?
I guess the rape is less important than your salary count
I guess Kanons not as down as he was talking about
50 made a song wit 69, Wheres all the Power at now?
Let's get the calvary out, My vest renown to rebound all the rounds you pound at me homie
My home is bound to retal-iate
The basement where youl stay, Get froze awake but just smile
I'll take a picture of your face, Updatecha face book account
N Now she tweaking about yah, Your momma tweeting about yah
Got the preacher, white Tshirts, I'm just asleep on the couch
Hear you screaming that your hungry, wont u please keep it down
Flip a backwood atchur feet, that's what youl eat for a while
OG Dawg, Stomp in AirforceOnes when I strut
Cocina, in the kitchen whip a brick shit gon bump
Dollar 50 for a feature, get wit me of u wanna get roasted coast to coast was bullshit, Shit was rigged and they know it
Imma shit on all those kids and then go piss in your syrup
I put content in my lyrics, they just missing they girl
But these judge dont wanna hear that they jus missing the words
They'd rather me spit popping pills than the tragedies of the world
Onna balcony by the Burban, A Falcon hes by the birds
Smoking Salvia leave the earth, I'm about to become a serpant
Surrounded but I'm alert, To the factors that can accur
If I'm counting on others, to do the work that I be deserving
“Affirmative” in my verses, Imperfect I came to learn it, n No curving but I been swerving, I'm sure the deterers turrets, Cant purge in my current surface
The dirt overheard your version of the story So sorry but purgatorys where your lurking boy
I got paranoia, We sending shots where you loiter
Smoking pot offa coil, Let's bring the pot to a boil
I brought the shit to the toilet, I catch that bitch if she toying wit me
I tried to avoid it, But Her side boy is annoying to me
Went from Qs to Ps
Then a Ki from a boat on the beach
Just to prove to u fucks a normal dude can go ball if you please
We posted inna cutless, Finna bust if he talking to me
None Yall fuckas doin somthing
"Yung Nothing" ain't touching on me

1st off dog welcome home Kodak
recorded shit wit soldier
Word to kolyi when I go back
Me and joey in the Noya we ain't folding wit the BlowBack
Fucking different bitches then we showem where the door at
Thought yall know dat

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. FalconeBeats)

ZEZE (Remix)

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where ill go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the 
Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where ill go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the

Ocean acres No place like home
Wheres i born geta blindfold imma shine for days mufuka
I'm Bake Mufuka
I love the homies the gave me hope

where da Grav
Cuz imma pack it fat
An I just bought quarter sold it made a dollar back
I Made a song wit soldier OAs on the map
Suburban couldn't serve us so we turned to trappin
Used to go to church now verses on the pad
I Came up selling dirt had baggies overlappin
Went and learned the work it's not jus for the rappin
Remember mufukas thought they caught me lackin
That be why I hold the blade, Thankful that night I got payed
cause I woulda stabbed him

In life I learned my lessons, 10 toes pressing
An bruh No co defendants
We running this shit on our own, my bros my home
All stick to the codes tha ethics
Tha hoes, tha clothes, tha doe, Tha locks on locks all down the door
Tax free guap what we got in store, for those That know how to keep shit 
low Key Boy, That's a decoy
3 ki's, We Keep in the weak boards
Boom C4 breakin through the peephole
Recourse, We steal everything that we want
OA feels when the times get hard, For my homies before I'm gone
finna show yall what fuck im on, Want some come get with the shit my bruh

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where i go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the 

OA Snow Day
Bound to make your hoe say
Oh give me more bumping suicidal pump fake
Hotter than lava combined wit bottled propane
N now im Rocking designer the hondas back in the old days
Old tapes
Replaced by haste flame and flavor
My name reigns hate they can't take the blaze
Fork in the road I still set the table
Knife in my back i still carry the blade

Yo Bitches out here lying yah they marry for fame
Tryna find one who aint tryin on the grind all the same
Cross Ts Dot I's Heard T.I was a snake
Steady riding on my own Don't need nobody to save me
Stay G pride Prime I dont keep it on safety
Scrap kief rip bongs what we do on the dailly
Jus me my mom and the friends that are family
My green get grown like the tree when it payed me

Welcome to O A mufuka
cocaine flip dram all day mufuka
Sixteen saw a hunned grand inna duffle
Cha ching make bands ery way wit each other
OG blue cheese eat your wings mufuka
Big plans Cuban link getta ring I'll cut it
music shit bruh ery day I love it
Imma do this shit
welcome in my brothas

Welcome To the Ocean Acres
Where shit yo no one's famous
Getchal sick wit the flow contagious
We got raided so now my block seems vacant
Plottin waitin on the day I part ties wit the place i stay in
An where i go but now I wanna welcome you down dawg to the

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. BlanqBeatz)

SCRATCH CITY

GET THE BAG

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. Jee Juh)
50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou, Yeah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now, yeah
She excited started biting on my coat tie
Light a blunt for me, cause i'm CoSigned Yeah
hit it from the side, lovin on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

That bitch now i'm from the pines, Told me she want me to slide, yah ight
Heard that lil bitch from dubai., curving homies, serpentine Yah prime

She got cocaine in her sinus, That pearly girly got the finest (She Got The Finest)
She giving brain in a tahoe, we fly home, she ask where the wine is (Ask Where The Wine Is)

Feeling like future, wit the mask off
FlatBush Zombies, Hit Em with the bath salts
Flying down to Palm Beach, buy another trapphone
Raw on the car seat, razor on the dashboard
Never with a major, i'm riding it on my own
Clever with acadance, my timing be out the zone
Fire when it's raining, i'm painting like kodak bro
Tryna brush away the pain, the only thang that i know yuh

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou

Hit it once, she want me to buy her boobs now
Smoking up, i'm whipping it with the roof down, aye
Pourin up, i think i went through a few gallons
Throwing up, be sick with the shit, puke now, yeah

Growing up, with the realness, real shit
I ain't gotta deal, but i peel off real quick, yeah
Never be in cuffs, i'd kill shit, drill kit
Yall aint even smoke, tryna milk shit, yeah

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou yah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now yeah
She excited started biting on my coat tie
Light a blunt for me, cause i'm CoSigned 
hit it from the side, love on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

Watchal know about go time
Bitch i'm goin out in, style, no lie
She be talking bout coke lines, Tic tac toe on the live
Road signs, Telling me to slow down bro but i'm too fucked up off the grind
Oh my, she a fukkin off white hoe, with the way she blow my mind
Yeah iiiaaght
Kinda like bluface
She tryna come to my new place
Already got 3 bitches coming over, But i'd be cool with a new face

Fuck a cop, bitch i ain't pulling over
No hate, Rupaul, it's a drag Race
Tripping we sifting through 4 leaf clovers
lucky this aint on a bad day

I might pull up in jag, Corner homies shooting craps, glock in the bag
Came up to racks off them rags, like a flower growing through the cracks
I want the stash, might just go break in the back
get the bag and then go hit the dash, Poll in my lap, 
i want the cash,, Forty, imma hold it in my hand, Never a badge
Gas, bags, shortys, duffles holding up my pants, damn

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou yah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now yeah
She excited biting on me coat tie
Light a blunt fo me, cause i'm CoSigned Yeah
hit it from the side, lovin on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

GO TIME

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. Timeline)
That bitch only love me for the drip
When they semme they be looking at my wrist
They see VVs and they focused on the drip
Heard she fukkin wit me, fukkin fo the drip

Heard she fucking fo, she fucking fo the drip yah
Iaint giver nothing, she just fucking, want my kids yah
Shawty tryna cuff me, but fo nothing but my drip yah
And i heard her cousin turning brothers in fo bids yah
So I cant be fucking with yah, nothing, I'm legit yah
I just made my brotha jump in front of me and strip yah
Even though I lovem, coulda stuckem in his ribs yah
Tho I coulda guttem, dont do nothing if i kill yah

That bitch said she love me for my drip
You dont want me hoe, you want the wip
That hoe jus want me to pay the rent
How this hoe want me to make amends 

Why these hoes think they part of my system
Yall hit me for carts, like I'm on call, Like I ain't living
I be in my office, im on shows, getting comission
Im out steady balling, aint got time fo petty bitches

That hoe tryna bend it down and bussit out
Yall jus want my drip, sucking dick so yall could get some clout
Iount want no bitch, gone be fiendin offa my shit
Smoke my weed and all my clips, an bring her people all in my shit
Nah im gone find the keys to my wip, aint confined to be wit no bitch
Aint been riding for me, wont die for me, shit prolly youl snitch
I been vibing on my shit, you been triffling lil bitch
iount like you lil bitch x2

That bitch only love me for the drip
When they semme they be looking at my wrist
They see VVs and they focused on the drip
Heard she fukkin wit me, fukkin fo the drip

Heard she fucking fo, she fucking fo
That bitch on my dick fo drip, but iount give her nothing tho
Hit that bitch jus like a swish but i aint shooting buckets hoe
vibing on my different shit, piling up my dividends
A few my homies run up on yah dawg and makem riverdance
And this hoe expect me to risk it all, over her piece of ass
I been smoking gass, rico pack got no time fo dat
If My dawgy take to long im running in, i cant forget the times
No one by my side, no bitches hit my line
I start spittting out my lyrics they want dick and think it's fine
I aint really wanna hear it, keep it clear, you aint my slime
Aint no kind, of fake ass hoe
Gone wear my gold, or sip my wine
Wear my cloths, take up my time
Ride my stolo, tweak my grind
No way bitch i'm on my shit
Aint got no right to hit my line
We aint got nothing in common so i'm off in my own mind
Goin hard my own grind
Going hard my own line yah

DRIP

SPLASH (Ft. SquidNice)

HEROIN

(FishSkellz)
Gotta few hoes and they all loving my cloths
When i walk up in the show, all eyes too the door
The be saying i'm the shit, cause they know i drop hits
Cash flow, cash flow, thats the way that i roll
Wake up in the moring, it be that time to go

Chase your dream, get that cream. Then we turn it gold x3

(Bake)
Bro i'm known to go and get cream
I like blow and love to pop beins
Trained to go and trained to be G
Yes those do both be TTG
I like girls who fuck with molly
Up in the club thats where yah find me
Gotta double cup with chicks all by me
Aint given a fuck just keepem coming

I'm getting fucked up
Pass the bong
She gotta pockadot top and it match the thong
I be the juggernaut god who be coming up outta OA
Yeah, The race is on
I done slide in to homeplate, now the game is won
Drop a tape and it made me none
Getting paid when the day is done
Finna bang AK, spray Ks free taykay son

I'm flying, i'm high as hell
I'm vibing, deny me bail i'm dying
Ill take a charge, look straight and hard
id pray to god, id try it

Been going hard, went from selling packs on the blvrd
Then to writing raps, turning that making cash
Man i'm taking back, i got calling cards

(FishSkellz)
Gotta few hoes and they all loving my cloths
When i walk up in the show, all eyes too the door
The be saying i'm the shit, cause they know i drop hits
Cash flow, cash flow, thats the way that i roll
Wake up in the moring, it be that time to go

Chase your dream, get that cream. Then we turn it gold x3

(Bake)
Turn it into gold
Gotta do this shit before i get old
Bouta smoke 10 spliffs
straight to the dome
Finna call me a lift, then i get in the zone
There i go always writing shit
Was a nice lil kid
Sacrifices made that was the price i picked
So Sacrifices daily was the life i lived
Till i focused up then i changed my shit

In boss mode, Boy toss those thats fake shit
I'm cut throat, got bottles encased in suitcases wont last tho
I'm blowing all of this cash, bitch i'm blowing all of these rax
Just keep going never look back, Just hope i go and never dont crash

(FishSkellz)
Gotta few hoes and they all loving my cloths
When i walk up in the show, all eyes too the door
The be saying i'm the shit, cause they know i drop hits
Cash flow, cash flow, thats the way that i roll
Wake up in the moring, it be that time to go

Chase your dream, get that cream. Then we turn it gold x3

(Bake)
get that money dawg, aint shit funny dawg
Money keeps coming in, ring ring money calls
Imma keep pilling up, ru ru run it up
Imma keep poppingem, xans and party drugs

We just gone party till we drop
Smokin like bob marley and chong
Thinking i'm Em marley and pac
Never gone end the party dont stop

(FishSkellz)
Gotta few hoes and they all loving my cloths
When i walk up in the show, all eyes too the door
The be saying i'm the shit, cause they know i drop hits
Cash flow, cash flow, thats the way that i roll

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat By. JeeJuh)

CA$HFLOW w/ FishSkellz

FOR ME

Hey lil momma keep talking yo shit
Jus burning the bridge
I'm done complaining, I'm saying I'm sick of explaining the same shit I already did
And on my way out i stopped and i bought you a gift
I'll say what it is
It's in a box in your closet go in and unlock all the shits that i ain't ever give

Ain't on a limb when I slide and i called u a bitch, it is what it is
I got cocaine in my system she say I ion listen
But listen I don't give a shit
You were my baby but lately u Turned to a bitch
Mmmmm...
You were my baby but lately you turned to a..
Lately you Turned to a bitch

Lately you turned on me, Closing the curtain on me
Left with A broken heart, you put a hurtin on me
Light it up wheres the spark?
why did you burn on me?
Lookin up for a star, one thatl work on me

That Darling like the bass
Got, Sparkles on her face
Got the bottles in the car, this not race
I jus left a broad, got another on the way
Every night's a ride, Die another Day

Hey lil momma keep talking yo shit
Jus burning the bridge
I'm done complaining, I'm saying I'm sick of explaining the same shit I already did
And on my way out i stopped and i bought you a gift
I'll say what it is
It's in a box in your closet go in and unlock all the shits that i ain't ever give

Ain't on a limb when I slide and i called u a bitch, it is what it is
I got cocaine in my system she say I ion listen
But listen I don't give a shit
You were my baby but lately u Turned to a bitch
Mmmmm...
You were my baby but lately you turned to a..
Lately you Turned to a bitch

V2. 1:40
Yeah bitch, go in an unlock it, Jus 1 of skeletons up in your closet
You aint 100, you bugging
Bitch i aint got owners, i own and i blow up the budget
Got like 50 hoes and i love it, and they love to drape me in clothes You dont like it then fuck it,
I aint gone give your ass nothing
Imma jus vibe by myself hoe you seen this shit comin
Lil Bitch this is bake, i aint your hero i aint gotta cape
I aint gone hear it so watch what you say
Aint gone be seen with her, I can not be with her
Cant catch me seen with a thot anyway
You steady staying in beef with shaqueshing
And kayle, and qaundra so hey
Fuck yah wouldnt wanna be yah
So see yah, Capisha
Goodbye like felicia
2:13

You tripping lil momma
Stick your position 
You switching your shit
why you stunting shit momma
Keep playing games with Me
I'll catch a fade quickly
I ain't the one to be takin shit momma

Driving me crazy, complain on the daily
I'm moving on bitch I got people to pay me
Bet you the one who be missing my ass when I'm gone
hoe u needed me stayin

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords /Beat by. Jee Juh)

Bake

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