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TAGTEAMCHAMPIONS (feat. viavulc)

prod bhunit + 000t1k

poetry:

yuh
i got versace right up on my collar
pull up w choppa bullets make em holla
im runnin my money money getting guala
thinkin shit funny honey imma block ya
bouncin like bunny bitch im tryna hop sum
bitch i been runnin gunnin wit a choppa

all of my diamonds clean yo shit is rusty yuh
yaow
pull up w bullets finna hit yo buddy
sippin on wock cus i dont fw tussin
pourin up drop i do it every monday
pray to my god i do it every sunday
u gettin popped no drop u must be lucky
i let the glocky talk it get to bussin
steady be walkin opps they cannot touch me

u dont want none
bitch i put it on my life that you dont want none
yuh
yeah my plug jus hit my phone he said "you want some?" (of course)
yeah bitch i want some
yeah i need mo blunts

smokin on ganja fuckin up my lungs
roll it w grabba cant do it too much
dis hoe too crazy tryna get my son
if that hoe cheatin send her onna bus
u not a demon come and say wassup
steady been geekin i cant feel my thumbs
far off the deep end i wont see the sun
why is you reaching you dont got no gun
im tryna see em pull up wit a gun
im tryna see em pull up do a stunt
bitch imma phenom you can find me once
brand new xd bullets hit yo tongue
why that boy speaking lookin like a runt?
im innat v fuckin shit up yuh
he best not peak or he gon take a bump
fdym you not hip to vulc?

racks i spend it
im tryn get that chicken
im tryn get that quickly
im makin bad decisions
i get it, i get it
i said fuck a fit in im fitted shoot swish bitch

(what he say)
(what he say)
(what he say)
(what he say)
(what he say)

i gotta keep going
i gotta keep going
i gotta keep going yuh
i gotta keep going
i gotta keep going
i gotta keep going yuh
i roll all my problems up w my lil ganja thats how i go solve it yuh
that boy a bitch n i saw it yuh
i take a hit for my potna yuh
slide on my opps we gon party up
that boy some shit where the potty huh?
that boy talk big we gon walk em up
smokin a cig in a ponti truck
dont give a shit if they lock me up
im hittin that shi like a hockey puck

bullets thru wig yuh
bullets thru- bullets thru wig yuh
im sippin real drop
im sippin- im sippin real wock
tweak off the pill yuh
tweak off the- tweak up for real yuh
yuh
crackin the seal yuh
crackin the- crackin the seal yuh

phenom

walkdown (m4rzftw + gandorf)

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I LIKE BLOOD PROD M8I

i hate loving u

i used to get hi (m8i)

Released by:
LorMatt

Release date:
29 Marcn 2025

P-line:
℗ 2025 LorMatt

C-line:
© 2025 LorMatt

Explicit Released by:
LorMatt

Release date:
2025

P-line:
℗ 2025 LorMatt

C-line:
© 2025 LorMatt

Explicit

pouring mimosa

poppinit (dorothy)

Kick Remix Ft PLANETT K

Lyrics:
This my shit (yeah,yeah)
You can’t come near (woah)
Fake love i don’t need (woah)
you got me in my tears (wo,woah)
Now what you need?
I’m trynna get on my feet 
Coming back at high speed
Yeah you felt like mayweed (yuh yuh)


Yeah cop that hoe ,fuck (ya ya)
I was like 4 fingers up ,shit ( nah nah)
Time to wrap this hoe ,yeah (oh)
Sorry girl PLO ,yeah (uh ,uh) 
4 carat diamond wrist (wrist)
Deep rooted like a cyst (yeah)
Every move i make got em checking the blacklist


This my shit (yeah,yeah)
You can’t come near (woah)
Fake love i don’t need (woah)
You got me in my tears (wo,woah)
Now what you need?
I’m trynna get on my feet 
Coming back at high speed
Yeah you felt like mayweed (yuh yuh)

I want value on my name ( yeah i want)
I ain’t trynna play a game ( i ain’t trynna)
Sipping tab i’m high as a plane (huoh)
Wish you well,HA HA i can cop your friend
You sent
(Cop tha bih)
(yeah ball tha bih)
(imma baller)
(…..)
( yeah throw tha bih)
(Throw tha bih)
(Throw tha bih)
(THROW THAAAA)

I came back (uh)
Money my flyway (uh)
You can’t knock me off ,try again? (try again)
Never thought love ,friend was the same thing 
You will see (uh) better me

Yeah right (i’m back)
Yall on some clown shit
All my shots they never miss
Yeah yeah yeah CU46
Uh uh i flex for your bitch
Yeah test it yeah check my wrist
Yeah talk talk you’ll see my blick
Fuck no i won’t tell how i feel

This my shit (yeah,yeah)
You can’t come near (woah)
Fake love i don’t need (woah)
you got me in my tears (wo,woah)
Now what you need?
I’m trynna get on my feet 
Coming back at high speed
Yeah you felt like mayweed (yuh yuh)




No more

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