intoxi(c)ated

hearse prod. @xnight + @whitesilent

lyrics

Nad nigga
There ain't no texting back
Bitch I'm in that Hellcat
I'm switching to that Jag
Niggas been inside my business
Only goal these riches
I pop out, Diamonds on wrists
They threw me in that water 
I'm different from all them fish
Niggas, Fake
Niggas, Ain't real
I can't fill a deal
Broke nigga ain't getting dollars
Freshmen bitch said I was weird
Told her I ain't need no scholar
Pussy boy, asked, "what the deal?"
Told me he ain't got no problems
Sipping purple, on that real
Niggas can't say I got problems
Step back, counting all these bills
Bitch I'm addicted to these dollars

Hands-on, I give her knowledge
Bands in, They'll take off your noggin
Please don't out your body
Had to kick that last hoe, she acting rowdy
Send poles to his dms, Why he acting dodgy?
Huh, I'm up in the moon
Don't give a fuck bout everybody
They say take up in the move

Nad nigga
There ain't no texting back
Bitch I'm in that Hellcat
I'm switching to that Jag
Niggas been inside my business
Only goal these riches
I pop out, Diamonds on wrists
They threw me in that water 
I'm different from all them fish
Niggas, Fake
Niggas, Ain't real
I can't fill a deal
Broke nigga ain't getting dollars
Freshmen bitch said I was weird
Told her I ain't need no scholar
Pussy boy, asked, "what the deal?"
Told me he ain't got no problems
Sipping purple, on that real
Niggas can't say I got problems
Step back, counting all these bills
Bitch I'm addicted to these dollars

AIN'T REAL (3rdeye)

tried experimenting with my voice a lil
heyvelli x iayze type shi

p. hecto
written by me
mixed and mastered by me

[lyrics]

[intro]
(woah, woah)
(five by five, shots been fired)
(five by five, shots been fired)
oh my god

[chorus]
yeah
five by five, shots been fired
i got the uzi clutched, rapid fire (yea)
i got the crazy static like a wire (yea)
guns blazing in the west it be wild (yea)
yeah, ok (yea) 
guns blazing in the wind, ok (yea)
we gon pop out with tims today
we finna aim for the kill all day (yeaaa)

[verse]
opps had dun came with a rifle
choppa gon sing like recital (yeaaa)
opps had dun came with a rifle
we finna blow out his spinal (yuhhh)
opps had dun came with a rifle
money gon stand like the eiffel
(yeah)
we gon pop out like the final
pack a nigga like a vinyl (ooooo)
hollows fire from my gun
hollows gon pop, now that nigga run
get that nigga gone
bullets take a nigga dome
yeah, rapid fire on his bone
get that nigga clipped
we gon hunt him down
bust him with that blick
i ain't getting stuck on no damn bitch
i ain't getting stuck for a damn hit (yeaaa)
yeah, luh bitch you ain't making no money
(you ain't making no funds)
hollow tips finna aim at his tummy
all your bread in the mud
seven shots, now you done
yeah that block getting spun
ain't no nigga been doing that shit
stacking them bricks
making them hits
damn bitch, i'm the one

#scfirst #iayze #regalia

#tell me ( loyale,jed)

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