@killdavyn - smoochie
Produced by Chrxme + Turro
Mixed by me

Lyrics:
I’m like “Bitch can you come to the crib”, huh
Fuck that bitch then I cum on her lip, yeah
Hit and dip, I’mma dip just like chips, yeah
Fuck that bih, put my dick in her ribs
In her ribs
Treat my dick just like a lollipop, she gon’ lick
I don’t wear no jeans but my pants she gon’ zip
She a babysitter yeah she watchin’ all my kids
She a thot, no she won’t get a kiss

Feel like Tai yeah she watchin’ like a cheat sheet
Bitch I feel like MJ in this bitch, hit that hee-hee
Boppin’ in this bih like I’m Kodak, do the ZEZE
Huh, “Ete sen?”, with my bro, his name Fiifi
Blowin’ all them O’s
Bitch I’m outside with the hoes
I said bitch I’m outside with the bros
You ain’t hear my music, well let me put you on
Yeah I’m in my mode
Bitch I’m goin’ up in the game that’s fasho
Niggas switchin’ up on the gang for a hoe
Act like she don’t want me but she want me on the low
Now she pullin’ up ‘cause I sent that bitch the lo’

I’m like “Bitch can you come to the crib”, huh
Fuck that bitch then I cum on her lip, yeah
Hit and dip, I’mma dip just like chips, yeah
Fuck that bih, put my dick in her ribs
In her ribs
Treat my dick just like a lollipop, she gon’ lick
I don’t wear no jeans but my pants she gon’ zip
She a babysitter yeah she watchin’ all my kids
She a thot, no she won’t get a kiss

Woah woah
Girl I already said I'm in my zone
I'm like bitch I'm really bad to the bone
Put dick in the bitch, make her moan
I'm like, girl where you goin'?
I just wanna come and then fuck it up
All she really want from a nigga is to fuck
Got thick thots in this bitch wassup?
All she really-

I’m like “Bitch can you come to the crib”, huh
Fuck that bitch then I cum on her lip, yeah
Hit and dip, I’mma dip just like chips, yeah
Fuck that bih, put my dick in her ribs
In her ribs
Treat my dick just like a lollipop, she gon’ lick
I don’t wear no jeans but my pants she gon’ zip
She a babysitter yeah she watchin’ all my kids
She a thot, no she won’t get a kiss

smoochie

smoochie [chrxme + turro]

Skyte - Real Men Do Not Shed Tears

@killdavyn - wassup?
Produced by Noevdv
Mixed by me

Lyrics:
What the fuck's wrong with ya?
How you gonna leave me for someone who's wrong for ya?
She don't even care, not fair, that's up to ya
But try to understand why I'm upset with ya
(VDV got it) Why you-

Wipe that frown off your face, what's wrong?
I get bands everyday, so long
Shawty bad and got cake like "oh God"
Told her pull up to my place like wassup, wassup
Like wassup with you niggas though?
I get high, I'm off drugs in this bitch ho
I be off the gas, blowin' on some swishers ho
Runnin' up my bag, that's my only mission ho

Fuck wrong wichu? I made this song for you
Come on tell me baby what you wanna do
Money goin' up, I fell in love with blue
And my bro he got a gun that he would love to shoot
Swerve, the coupe
Work, with you
Turn, for you
To work, it through
Drop and get that bag up
You might need some backup
You gon' get that bad luck
We gon' pack and trash 'em
She want make a movie, she know that I'm 'bout that action
He a bitch we drag 'em, catch that nigga lackin'
Shawty got a booty, you know that dat bitch a bad one
Gotta have one, need to be a black one

Wipe that frown off your face, what's wrong?
I get bands everyday, so long
Shawty bad and got cake like "oh God"
Told her pull up to my place like wassup, wassup
Like wassup with you niggas though?
I get high, I'm off drugs in this bitch ho
I be off the gas, blowin' on some swishers ho
Runnin' up my bag, that's my only mission ho

wassup?

wassup? [noevdv]

SKYTE - SAVE [CHOPSTICK]

Khi x skyte - The Finals

Khi x Skyte - tecca flow

MYTHS

SHOW EM DA GAP (P. YUKISX)

YSTF!!

mixed and performed by @jvnksie, produced by @saivyn
lyrics:

brand new car it's a two seater
brand new bitch but i don't need her
all of these hoes get on my nerves
hop out the whip then im back out the curb
smoking on that brand new pack, what's the word?
you don't really wanna chat with my birds
i still got straight a's in class like a nerd
i know that she ain't the one, it's a blur

why yo lil bih be calling me sir
just like a pot my nigga gon stir
got too drunk, my words got slur
when i wake up i be thinking bout her
dont fuck with you, you can stop what you sayin
this choppa on me, you ain't no super saiyan
live by the sword then you die by the bang
lotta gunnas round me, fuck niggas can't hang
don't think this shit sweet, lil nigga got stains
money round me, lil nigga make rain
ex bitch told me that im fucking insane
it ain't my fault that she fucking with lames
step in my shoes, you gon go through the pain
don't call me yo brudda, no we not the same
i know my brudda won't switch up for fame
got stuck in the game, that shit was a shame

shit so tragic
he don't want static
blowin the bitch with a full automatic
my niggas takin ya shit, they can have it
they run out your house and they running real fast
foot out the door then the foot in the grass
bad lil bitch and she got a fat ass
bitch im the best and that go without asking
most of these niggas, you know that they trash

damn

twenty minutes till we land
baby would you hold my hand
you know that i didn't plan this
but it look like it's the end
yo lil bitch say she a fan
i think i met that lil bitch at bodega
yeah she a brat lil bitch, like taiga
you would've thought she was jenna ortega

fuck yo opinions and fuck what u say
my niggas sharks lil bitch like mega
these niggas cheese, lil bitch like feta
do what you want bae, i said it's whateva
yeah yo bitch say yall locked in foreva
then yall break up like bitch what the fuck
got way too high so a nigga too stuck
you say goodbye and i ran out of luck
i ain't gon lie bout a couple of bucks
if you wan die, lil nigga whats up
jvnksie get fried, now he in the club
i want the house with the pool and the tub
all of these niggas be chattin', somebody tell all them niggas to fuckin shut up
please don't worry bout what's in my cup
bitch i'm a veteran, you still a scrub

brand new car it's a two seater
brand new bitch but i don't need her
all of these hoes get on my nerves
hop out the whip then im back out the curb
smoking on that brand new pack, what's the word?
you don't really wanna chat with my birds
i still got straight a's in class like a nerd
i know that she ain't the one, it's a blur

why yo lil bih be calling me sir
just like a pot my nigga gon stir
got too drunk, my words got slur
when i wake up i be thinking bout her
dont fuck with you, you can stop what you sayin
this choppa on me, you ain't no super saiyan
live by the sword then you die by the bang
lotta gunnas round me, fuck niggas can't hang
don't think this shit sweet, lil nigga got stains
money round me, lil nigga make rain
ex bitch told me that im fucking insane
it ain't my fault that she fucking with lames
step in my shoes, you gon go through the pain
don't call me yo brudda, no we not the same
i know my brudda won't switch up for fame
got stuck in the game, that shit was a shame

shit so tragic
he don't want static
blowin the bitch with a full automatic
my niggas takin ya shit, they can have it
they run out your house and they running real fast
foot out the door then the foot in the grass
bad lil bitch and she got a fat ass
bitch im the best and that go without asking
most of these niggas, you know that they trash
damn...

#CareTeam

Life's A Blur... (prod. Saivyn)

icecream (song warz)

posting all song wars songs and all label songs on this account
greatest label alive

Khi x Skyte - tecca flow

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