Nasty Fuckin (9iNEPlusTen x Bibo x donn)

COVER ART @DAWGSNOT


Lyrics:

I can't even trap no no that shit aint for me
I can't even smoke a lil something mf get annoying 
Like
Who the fuck is this hitting me up at 11 in the morning 
Talking bout " I need a dub sack" boy that's what im rolling.

Yeah that's what im rolling 
Yeah this shit is potent
How the fuck you expect me to serve you up a sack when I just started rolling?
Gotdamn can't focus
My phone keep blowin
Them outside notions
They hocus-pocus.

I can't even trap no no that shit aint for me
I can't even smoke a lil something mf get annoying 
Like
Who the fuck is this hitting me up at 11 in the morning 
Talking bout " I need a dub sack" boy that's what im rolling.

They do what they want
What do they want?
Do what we want
Fuck what you want
Fuck what you on
And fuck all of them
im all alone and im singing my songs
They do what they want
What do they want?
Do what we want
Fuck what you want
Fuck what you on
And fuck all of them
im all alone and im singing my songs

Smoke clean
Pissing out dirty
Shawty geeked up 
Looking nerdy
Twerk cake 
Play dough
Call is Pillsbury 
In the back seat vision blurry
Trynna get some money in a hurry
Looking out the window like 
"Damn how I get it"
Trynna get some land for the fam
Thats a ticket
Damn
I was going fast got a ticket
Nyoom fuck it 
Now I gotta spend it.

I can't even trap no no that shit aint for me
I can't even smoke a lil something mf get annoying 
Like
Who the fuck is this hitting me up at 11 in the morning 
Talking bout " I need a dub sack" boy that's what im rolling.


Produced by YON

NOT 4 ME

FREEWATER [prod. Stoic & Eery]

All tracks in this tape are produced and recorded by MYSELF and the artists that are mentioned, unless stated otherwise in song credits.

214 #TEXASTHROWED ft. Saint Omerta

moonwalk freestyle (prod . shvde*)

Necessities Of A Homicide(Ft. @GR3YSoul)(Prod. @Seis.fiend)

Hold up move out the way

Rolled up flew out the state 



Po’d up enough today



Runnin stuck in the same 

Old motherfuckin place



Won’t talk Not much to say 



I think a lot about thinking a lot that’s my Achilles

The drugs just thicken the plot not heal me 

Well have you been talking to God? Not really 



Am I paranoid or clairvoyant? who knows 

All I know it’s prolly best that I move on 



Feel it in my chest turned to a new song



I wish it came in waves 

I visit this old place 



I know it’s not the same 

But still all I can say is



Hold up move out the way

Rolled up flew out the state 



Po’d up enough today



Runnin stuck in the same 

Old motherfuckin place



Won’t talk Not much to say

Hold Up (Prod. Sukuta)

Tablet I: Emerald City (Prod. $ly Ranger and NHUMANE)

OHANA FEAT TOMMYSUPREME PROD BY TAJ THE OUTLAW #DEATHREGIME

NOHOES THE TAPE 

TOMMY VERCETTI! {prod. ross}

3.Above And Beyond

3.Above And Beyond

James Berretta