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KIDZ ON DOPE (prod. hotwheels x GMF)

Bark (ft. Homie Grim)

Derealization

Hang Like This - Die Slow Posse

DEMON OF THE FLOW PT2

[ENVIOU$]
rollin up so many blunts
bitch I don’t know what to do
ridin with ZETTA and MUDAH
you know that we movin 
i got me my new crew 
bitch I keep my blade tucked
keep a strap we bout to shoot
yeah you know that’s how it is
and you know that’s what it do
i’ve been chokin, overdosing
hoping that I’m okay
thinkin the weed will ease the pain
but it never feels the same
mane I need a new escape 
but I guess I’ll spark a j
man I’m always feelin drained
this is just another day

[RO$ETTA]
take the buddha, roll it up
mothafucka light the blunt
and let it pass around
til our lungs get stuffed
cuz i need to get little bit faded
before i get paid 
it just lightens my spirits up so
when you see me around, about
all in your area, know that i’m never not high
just look in my eyes, are they low?
are they red? am i never not one with the sky?
you know, i’m stoned 
a couple of hoes and i’m making them blow O’s
you know, we smoke
so pull out the ink let me light up that indo
dro got me slurring
vision blurry cuz i’m off that ink
lay back in my bed 
it hit my head that w-e-e-d

[MUDAH]
smokin a blunt to relax 
and take the stress up of my mind 
MUDAH been going and going 
through all the emotions 
it’s time to take that flight 
roll up the blunt
light that shit up
and turn them motherfucking speakers up
ILL MINDED ready to blow
explode from all the fucking indo smoke 
so just for the night 
i leave that shit behind
and roll with ILL MINDED and vibe 
you know we slowly creeping with the 9 
ride through 505
you know we blowing smoke 
and getting high 
that’s ILL MINDED style 
roll up the joint
and set that bitch on fire
sending us straight to the sky

HIGH IN THA 505

HIGH IN THA 505 (PROD. RO$ETTA)

Lyrics 

Hook 

I swear my dick be melatonin 
They way I got these bitches moanin 
Snorin at 3 in the monin 

You think she love you no
That bitch always hoeing 
She always hittin up my phone 
My dick she always blowin 

Verse 1

Why tf you talking shit 
Run up on me get your wig split 
Hit you in your lip
Busted lip 
You some bitches 
Been some time 
Since I felt like the greatest
These fuckbiys talk the same shit
Hear they flows it’s so outdated 
Underrated motherfucka coming straight from the bottom 
Run up on me you talk that shit 
Imma leave you swallowing these hallows 
You talking like you want it
But you ain’t gon see tommorow 
You talking like you want it 
But you will not see tommorow 

Verse 2

Get your wig split
Toss you in a ditch
All these bitches 
Yea they suck the dick
Why you want it 
You ain’t bout shit 
I leave them gurgling
They stuttering
They want it 
They don’t want it bitch
These fuckboys
Always talking 
You know I’m about 
That havik 
I love that fucking chaos
They want to run I spray off 
 
Hook

I swear my dick be melatonin 
They way I got these bitches moanin 
Snorin at 3 in the monin 

You think she love you no
That bitch always hoeing 
She always hittin up my phone 
My dick she always blowin

UNDERRATED PROD EVIL MY$TIC

CUT EM OFF FT LILWOEBEGONE

Bitch im flexed up 
Gotta get the money 
Got my check up
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 

Talking all that shit 
Pussyboy get your weight up
Big ballin im getting chips 
Fly as fuck these bustas talking  
They hating this 
Cold playa shit 
Bitch you know im one 
I don’t give a fuck 
Bust boy what you want son

Hatin on my name 
While I paper chase 
These mothafuckas 
Talking shit 
What the fuck you say 
Can’t say it mf 
Keep it in yo ass
Sick of all these bustas 
Talking shit 
You ain’t getting bread 

Big ballin
And that money 
Gon keep callin
All these fuckboys 
Keep on talking 
Do we really have a problem 
Tell me how is you gon solve it 
You gon end up with no wallet 
Talking guns I got a rocket 
Not gta pull it out my pocket 

But you won’t 

Couple hoes in my phone 
Yeah that bitch Sandy cheeks 
The way she gimme some some 
These mothafuckas going out broke 
Yall the same lames who talk shit 
Bitch I already know 

That they gonna playa hate
While a playa making bank 
Getting to that bread 
Bitch I ain’t worried about no skank
Yea I always been up late
Grinding bitch I gotta stay
All up on my grind 
Bitch you know im tryna be great 

Have steak on my plate 
Bitch you know what it is 
Bitch you know a playa 
Gonna worry about his business 
Stand up on that shit 
I ain’t really trippin 
All these bitches come and go 
Bitch you know what is
Flexed up 
Bitch you know i gotta the bread 
They really trippin with these bitches 
Bitch you know what they said 
Behind your back 
Now you never know 
So you gotta get through 
On your own until your gon so

AIN’T NO THANG PROD BXXGIEMANE

Real (Prod. Sammie J)

WORDS FROM THA WARLOCK (FEAT LIL HANZO)

GREY G.O.D.S / D.S posse
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Hang Like This - Die Slow Posse

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