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Lyrics for “whats wrong” prod. vinogradov by Kaco:

Huh, 3,2,1, Go
Where have you been? I’ve been so alone
Cant get it together, why can’t we get along? 
Why can’t you tell between right and wrong?
Cant put it together baby just tell me what’s wrong
Skirting too fast goin way back
I’m spending way too much fucking money spent it all on a maybach
Kaco back in this bitch, know where he stay at
Money ain’t be the problem but you know the problem is the only reason that you know
 
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my 

It ain’t even bout you no more, I ain’t trippin bout you no more
Don’t give a fuck about what you did no more
Cuz i was givin what’s best for you
You ain’t even open your eyes, man that’s what i despise
I can’t believe it, i can’t believe my own eyes 
What am i trippin for? 
Don’t know what i’m living for?
Always askin “how you doin” you say “okay”
Yeah we know that’s cap you know i ain’t playin no games
Just tell me what is wrong, I’ll try to make it okay
You keep tellin me it’s nothing man stop bein fake
My friends keep tellin me not to fuck with you, I ain’t ducking you 
Just keep havin these dreams that i keep fucking you, no i ain’t done with you
I just tried to move on but you know that i can’t 
So bae what’s wrong? 
Please just stop tellin me that you’re okay

Oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Oh, oh my god
Huh, huh? Yeah, huh huh? Yeah
Huh, huh? Yeah, huh huh? Yeah
Huh, huh? Yeah, huh huh? Yeah
Huh, huh? Yeah, oh

what’s wrong

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Lyrics:
Yeah I’m moving alone I don’t need a crew 
Ion wanna hear bout sh*t put everyone on mute Headphones on b*tch I’m in that boof
When I lock in b*tch it’s a one man army fuck about them troops 
(Yessir)
Oh the cops on the way I’m skrting in that coupe 
(Yessir) 
Oh the hoes tryna play? I pass em alley oop 
(Yessir) 
Pulled up in all black, oh guess what? Guess who? 
(Yessir)
Just cause I’m flirting don’t mean I want you 
(Yessir) 
B*tch I’m on pimp shit hit my groove 
(Yessir) 
I got motion I don’t ask what’s the move 
(Yessir)
Before you test me n*gga life or death better choose 
(Yessir)
Keep that glocky right up on my desk but it don’t snooze b*tch 
Goddamn 
Mane who got a perc in this b*tch I’m tryna get high 
I be putting in work in this sh*t but no nine to five 
Mane that hoe finna twerk on the dick when I get inside 
So I already know what she meant when she asked for a ride 
One two 
Hit a n*gga with a one two 
Three opps get shot when they come through 
Four holes in the head what a gun do 
Five sticks in this band what the drum do?
Six seven jays let the gas out the sunroof 
Eight hoes that a nigga wan run through 
Nine shots leave a lil n*gga lunch food 
Ten shots from the back her buns blue
Yeah my mac eleven never miss
And twelve be steady on dick 
I’m with thirteen masked up in this b*tch
U in yo bag just doesn't exist 
I want the cash but u get the jist 
Yeah 
Made what you made in two weeks (fourteen days) don’t mean to brag I’m really the sh*t
(Yessir)
I know n*ggas mad I was fifteen taking they b*tch 
I look in the mag sixteen left in the clip 
I’m blowing it fast seventeen racks I done spent 
I’m doing em bad
I’m doing em bad 
I’m doing em bad
He got eighteen he bought a zip 
2019 I wasn’t seeing no sense 
2020 vision searching for the dividends 
I’m the club no I’m not 21 but they still let me in
Yeah I’m moving alone I don’t need a crew 
Ion wanna hear bout sh*t put everyone on mute Headphones on b*tch I’m in that boof
When I lock in b*tch it’s a one man army fuck about them troops 
(Yessir)
Oh the cops on the way I’m skrting in that coupe 
(Yessir) 
Oh the hoes tryna play? I pass em alley oop 
(Yessir) 
Pulled up in all black, oh guess what? Guess who? 
(Yessir)
Just cause I’m flirting don’t mean I want you 
(Yessir) 
B*tch I’m on pimp shit hit my groove 
(Yessir) 
I got motion I don’t ask what’s the move 
(Yessir)
Before you test me n*gga life or death better choose 
(Yessir)
Keep that glocky right up on my desk but it don’t snooze b*tch

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When Im Gone [Jackwya]

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prod @b1oomss @severe2k (ON SPOTIFY NOW)
lyrics

yah bitch yaaaah
I might needa flex up you so bad bitch
keep my name up out yo mouth u needa chase a bag bih
Ion want no good hoe all my bitches plastic 
but I fuck with yo lil shi stretch her like elastic
when I smoke this gas I feel enthusiastic

yeah we got bands in the spot
we got blams in the spot 
we got thots on a yacht 
th- thots on a yacht (x7)

better move so cautious
im wit @b1oomss in this bitch
and look lil crvinn give no fucks luh bitch im quick to let it rip
like all that talk done got you hit now you sleeping in a ig bio 
lil boy rest in PISS

and I keep it cool cuz I got heat for boys dats talking shit
we gon slide I pass to yante we gon call dat shit assist
nigga I dont give a shit

and I do not like no gifts unless that lil gift her lips
she gon suck then she dismissed pussy boy asking me for kits and 
I dont even got that shit but you can hit me for a mix YAHH

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