jaydes ~ foreign prod yuke

jaydes uberxl

Boofing good pack, it got me gone
Had to fuck that ni- bitch in Saint Laurent
Thats my lil flame in the 305
I cant trust these ni- ‘cause its do or die
Hoe I’m moving dolo, ain’t no you and I
Pushing in that Benz coupe I’m doing suicides
Pushing in that Benz coupe I’m doing suicides

I just put some gold on my neck
Cartier on me, I really said it
I don’t love the bitch, I just love the head
Got my money up, put on for my mans
Already got bands, I don’t need that advance
Catch me out in fashion week, I’m posted up in France
Ni- feel like Yuto with the steeze, I’m the man

Boofing good pack, it got me gone
Had to fuck that ni- bitch in Saint Laurent
Thats my lil flame in the 305
I cant trust these ni- ‘cause its do or die
Hoe I’m moving dolo, ain’t no you and I
Pushing in that Benz coupe I’m doing suicides
Pushing in that Benz coupe I’m doing suicides

jaydes - suicides prod @cashcache

Free Brick Freestyle

I got my, I got my..

Arms extended open
Fights that weren't chosen
Make me something else because right now I'm feeling closed in
I feel it in my bones that
I was just a token
So that you could test the waters out while I was holding on
Holding on
Holding on
Holding on, on, on, on, on, on, on, on, on


Now I'm getting closer, closer than I was ever
To coming to terms with things that I would rather leave
Somewhere in the future
I can do much better
Would I? 
Would I?

holding on

You said, you wouldn't make a scene (ooh aye)
Too bad, that person wasn't me

(Yuh, aye) 954, twin gon' get you gone
(Yuh, aye) That's wassup, i'on owe you none
Damn this hoe too basic, she tryn' take these pants off (yuh)
Pockets never vacant, I could never lack (nah, aye)
Backout, spend a bag, then I'm out
Money bussin' out the celine
These niggas fake, I can tell
Yeah these niggas mad, they on go
Niggas mad that Yiru on the roll
Like a white bitch doin' coke
You could never tell me that I'm wrong

(Yuh, aye) 954, twin gon' get you gone
(Yuh, aye) That's wassup, i'on owe you none
Damn this hoe too basic, she tryn' take these pants off (yuh)
Pockets never vacant, I could never lack (nah, aye)
Blackout, spend a bag, then I'm out
Money bussin' out the celine
These niggas fake, I can tell
Yeah these niggas mad, they on go
Niggas mad that Yiru on the roll
Like a white bitch doin' coke
You could never tell me that I'm wrong

(Like a white bitch doin' coke, you could never tell me that I'm wrong, yuh aye)
(Like a white bitch doin' coke, like a white bitch doin' coke)

wrong

she gon fuck you for her entertainment, of course i dont wan talk unless its payment
like why would i give time to watch you banter
i got orange on my white like bitch its fanta, she tryna find out what my sign is bitch im cancer to you
hollon ill be back i got shit to do, i put her on the map might jus fuck dat pussy too
why yo jeans still say gap r r runoff wit a bag fulla gas know that YAK
that kanna in my system dont hold me back, the love that you need baby i cant give you that
bands gon come easy when jleb come round, my shit on dnd ian mean to let you down, yo shit too simple you can’t een call that sound, only reason im better i got shit to talk about

salad fingers (koyuki)

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the pleading +tec9beat +zmny

yuh yuh huh yuh huh yuh huh yuh huh yuh
bitch im good off xans, what i serve you never heard of
miyake been stalkin my trends, i guess he jus wanted some inspo
baby hit me whenever i land, i know that you dying to see me
but i cannot be givin you time for my own sake, big berkin bag bitch tryn flirt me out sum dolche
freak ahh hoe been planning just to eat in la noche
why she vamped out, why she- why she vamped out, watashi stand out
bitch i got bands in hand ion need no help not even a handout yuh
on some real shit pass the wood, still trynna get past the mud
bitch i cant look past the bad cuz youneen got much-

inspo (fairoh)

yuh yuh yuh
really feel like winnie honey bourbon for my wood yuh
im tryn suck on titties i got hella mommy issues
u not in my city u not getting nun of deez blues
we tryn bring back ketty dont want u bitch i want fetty yuh
why try hit my line when u not bready? i dont want uuu
yuh yuh
u already knowin my swag yuh
mcm all on my belt yuh, put that shit right on my bag too
run off wit prada he mad ooo, niggas jus mad over fits bitch
she dont suck sloppy i dismiss
always trynna get involved pussy nigga watch out
u got baby sticks we got aks from big moscow 
got yo babymomma in a face off trynna tap out
know that boof shit what u smokin
boy u fucked up bout yo motion 
i could never hit a little low like that mm
jlebsoul stack that guap and roll that fat mm
since a jit really hadda live wit that fact mm
u feel like a rockstar wanna run up get packed dude
i play like a allstar but you cant een read my moves
u lost in yo life so you look for answers in the sky
we gon see if he answer when yo time boutta come around
im boolin wit rastas nd i cant let them niggas down
alfredo like chicken like pasta yo bitch creamin for the round

watch out (stepjayc)

yah yeah yah yeah yah yuh
mix the pills wita bit of my water, gotta take two just to wake me up
all dee rap niggas lambs to the slaughter, do all you can just to wake up stuck
man i know bout all of yo problems, i dont read minds i just went through it too
talkin rara whats yo point?
put a waxy snake all on my joint
for 10 minutes in heaven i might, leave a marker on you wit my bite
smokin kanna and za what you like
i got unbreakable glass on my pipe
bitch not gelato or that boof shi off my shit bro you cant even type
miami mint for my ignorant hoe
i cut off dee bitches that dont even toke
dont got the same interests as me bitch you gone
cannot fathom what nun of these bitches is on
yuh, we be good if u jus roll up my pack bae
yuh, PVC on my bong please cut that shy act bae
you cant break nothing of mine cuz im unbreakable
if my brodie wanna toke of course ill break a bowl
why you acting like you tweakin off a edible
bitch dont act so friendly round me i might take yo soul

waxysnake (stepjayc)

jlebsoul