Rackie Fitness (prod. Maajins)

used to w sdotbintrappin (kashpaint)

Yeat - Chupacabra

lifeuchose prod. sanya

Summer Walker Remix True Final

ThoughtIHad

paris (444jet kyuro occult14)

LYRICS: 

I keep a suttin tucked so keep on testing me
I’m an evil kid, like even Satans scared of me
Me and bro stepped in, black fits on look madvillainy 
Gon fuck the game up, my dogs on some different pedigree

Huh, ice on me
Huh, nah, she can’t breathe
Stop lock, aim and squeeze
Pullup buss, dust and leave 
Rip your tee no givenchy
My young bulls do that drill for free
Talking wass is cheap, talk that greaze, back it g

Fuck your lacking g
Tell me why’s he dashing ski
Don’t get turnt casualty 
She eat this dick like Applebee’s
Cant be like gang your whack
Your boy got whacked, like who did that?
I’m OT counting cash
Not coming back till I see racks

I go mad and then see red
Way too high I’m sipping red
Bruck her back in broke her bed
Fuck a bitch get left on read
On your knees, man want that head 
War with us, could end up dead
180 miles tryna dodge them feds 
Riot vans it’s way too ments

Blunt too fat need a kitchen lighter 
Talk bout love man don’t even like her
Shout out Lz, bro a well known rider
Guns up bitch don’t care if you’re a fighter
Creep in flats gang doing up die hard
Whip that flake, gonna add that bicarb
Leathers on hands would’ve thought I was a biker
Two SIMs up gotta swap dis Lyca

@agzmillions

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PEDIGREE (prod. OA7 x AstroKidd)

xaviersobased - 90 down the block djrennessy exclusive

tenkay - high tide p. mag + sane **calvin exclusive**

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

fragged aht (meta)

lifeuchose prod. sanya

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