https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/pov
Prod Four3va X Qwentcrazy
mixed by Joshy!

lyrics

Yeah hop up in a Wraith
And I flex this in yo face 
M-My eyes open, Wake and Bake
And I run up smokin' Dank 
Talking hot, go eat a frank
Bitch, I'm poppin' Johnny Dang
And I made it in a day
And I walk up in his place
Bitch, I stay in my own lane

Bitch, I stay in my own space
Speak up before it's too late
I see so much people change, 
I don't know you, get out my face
And she wanna give me brain
And I got it in my way
Tell this lil' bitch give me space
And these demons what I face

And I can't fuck wit you lames 
Bitch, I'm goin' MIA
And I'm swervin' in that Wraith
Bitch, I'm waiting to get paid
Bitch, I made it in a day, 
Bitch, I came up from the dirt
And yo, hoe just wan' go twerk

Yeah hop up in a Wraith
And I flex this in yo face 
M-My eyes open, Wake and Bake
And I run up smokin' Dank 
Talking hot, go eat a frank
Bitch, I'm poppin' Johnny Dang
And I made it in a day
And I walk up in his place
Bitch, I stay in my own lane

Bitch, I stay in my own space
Speak up before it's too late
I see so much people change, 
I don't know you, get out my face
And she wanna give me brain
And I got it in my way
Tell this lil' bitch give me space
And these demons what I face

And I can't fuck wit you lames 
Bitch, I'm goin' MIA
And I'm swervin' in that Wraith
Bitch, I'm waiting to get paid
Bitch, I made it in a day, 
Bitch, I came up from the dirt
And yo, hoe just wan' go twerk

Space (Four3va + Qwentcrazy)

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/pov
prod natecxo

lyrics

I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I be really doin' me
I be walkin' in the scene
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I've been booted off that z
Niggas don't wan' smoke wit me
And you cannot be like me
P-put that boy right on the T
Bitch I'm rockin' Chrome Heart Jeans
And I got it all on me and I made it for the team

And I got my money green
Bad bitch all on me
Guala all on me
And I run up with a beam
She want all of me
Why you on my D?
She want come and see
I'ma fuck her then I leave
I'ma get my guap up 
I'm goin' up, don't stop, yeah
I'm finna go and bop, yeah
All these niggas bots, yeah
I won't never flop, yeah,
I'm at the top, yeah
Balenci' crocs, yeah
They be like drop, yeah

I be up in the sky
I be up I'm too high
I be up I'm too fried,
Why you actin' so dry
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked 

I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I be really doin' me
I be walkin' in the scene
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I've been booted off that z
Niggas don't wan' smoke wit me
And you cannot be like me
P-put that boy right on the T
Bitch I'm rockin' Chrome Heart Jeans
and I got it all on me and I made it for the team

And I got my money green
Bad bitch all on me
Guala all on me
And I run up with a beam
She want all of me
Why you on my D?
She want come and see
I'ma fuck her then I leave
I'ma get my guap up 
I'm goin' up, don't stop, yeah
I'm finna go and bop, yeah
All these niggas bots, yeah
I won't never flop, yeah,
I'm at the top, yeah
Balenci' crocs, yeah
They be like drop, yeah

I be up in the sky
I be up I'm too high
I be up I'm too fried,
Why you actin' so dry
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked
I'm too fried, I'm too geeked

Too Fried (natecxo)

prod. zayskillz
cover by Joseph Dejene / NGTF MEDIA
mixed and mastered by me
stream on all plats
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lyrics:

Zayskillz
I am the spirit
Of rock and roll
And ill never be the same

And I'll never be the same
Bad bitch tryna mess with my brain
And I run this shit all day
And she wanna call my name
Bitch im rocking Prada, BAIN
And I got that money, bank
And she wanna drive me insane
None of yall niggas up in my rank
bitch im sippin on drank, yea
How many niggas be fake, yea
Loving the money I make
I be chillin by the lake
And yall niggas taking breaks
You finna learn from your mistakes
I dont care how long it takes
And she wanna give me brain

You is not my main
And you see it from my chains
And im blowing different strains
And its flying "paper planes"
And I stay up in my lane
And you going through the pain
I dont know what you regain?
And im laughing in yo face "haha"

And I'll never be the same
Bad bitch tryna mess with my brain
And I run this shit all day
And she wanna call my name
Bitch im rocking Prada, BAIN
And I got that money, bank
And she wanna drive me insane
None of yall niggas up in my rank
bitch im sippin on drank, yea
How many niggas be fake, yea
Loving the money I make
I be chillin by the lake
And yall niggas taking breaks
You finna learn from your mistakes
I dont care how long it takes
And she wanna give me brain

You is not my main
And you see it from my chains
And im blowing different strains
And its flying "paper planes"
And I stay up in my lane
And you going through the pain
I dont know what you regain?
And im laughing in yo face "haha"

And I'll never be the same
Bad bitch tryna mess with my brain
And I run this shit all day
And she wanna call my name
Bitch im rocking Prada, BAIN
And I got that money, bank
And she wanna drive me insane
None of yall niggas up in my rank
bitch im sippin on drank, yea
How many niggas be fake, yea
Loving the money I make
I be chillin by the lake
And yall niggas taking breaks
You finna learn from your mistakes
I dont care how long it takes
And she wanna give me brain

Brain

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/pov
prod. februxry
@heyvelli
lyrics:
Yeah, bitch, I'm smokin' on that stank
And I ain't fuck with these niggas that stay in my rank, yeah
And told my mama, they gon' know my name, yeah

Niggas so broke, they lame
And I'm on top of my rank
Sip Drank go insane
I don't know how much I take

Bad Bitch hit my phone, okay
And I run this shit all day, yeah
Runnin with my round

These two shots hit you down
These two shots hit you down
These two shots hit you down

I don't see no problem
All the hoes know my name
Listen to the money callin
Hoes, not no thang
It's a deep thang
Its on me man
I put that brick in OD

Twenty-four bullets, my choppa Kobe
Niggas so pussy, not givin' them beef
Fuck this bitch and then I'll nut on her sheets
Good gas on me, bitch, from the tweet

Good gas, pussy nigga, I'm weak
Lil' ass pussy nigga, you weak
I just made another band in a week
I don't spend no money, nigga, I keep

Light skin, shoota like Teeth Keef
Dark skin, shoota like Chief Keef
Bitch, move 
why you worry about me?
Got a lot of sons, got a lot of C's 
Got a lot of bitches, got a lot of weed
Can't talk to me, gotta pay the fee
Bitch too bad, shit be on me
Push a nigga back, send em off me
Bitch, bitch

Yeah, bitch, I'm smokin' on that stank
And I ain't fuck with these niggas that stay in my rank, yeah
And told my mama, they gon' know my name, yeah

Niggas so broke, they lame
And I'm on top of my rank
Sip Drank go insane
I don't know how much I take

Bad Bitch hit my phone, okay
And I run this shit all day, yeah
Runnin with my round

These two shots hit you down
These two shots hit you down
These two shots hit you down

Apple Music

Know My Name 2 (feat. velli)

Prod. februxry
Mixed and Mastered by me
Stream on all plats
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lyrics:

She be gettin' on my nerves
Left that bitch up in the dirt
And you ain't tell me what you learned
These niggas fake they showin' love in return
Bitch, that's not my concern
Im finna roll up the third
Tellin' me what's the word
The tears on her phone and it hurt
Taking perks, kill my body
Smoking gas can't stop me
Bad bitch in the lobby
None of y'all niggas can't try me (yeah)

Yeah

Sayin' that it's too late
In the back, I'm sippin' on Kool-Aid
During the Day, I feel like Bruce Wayne
Yeah, these bitches change, they groupies
Bitch, Im listening to uzi
Bitch, I know I'm fuckin' choosy
Say I know, say I know, say I know
In the DMs, bitch, I'm goin' ghost
In the back bitch, yo hoe givin' throat
Never seen that nigga in your post
Bad bitch, I'ma give her bone
Blow two shots it hit your dome

Running out of time
Bitch, I lied, yeah
Still in my mind, yeah
Yeah, bitch, too fried, yeah
Bitch, I come in line, yeah
Seen them fuckin' signs, yeah
10 on 10 like a dime, yeah

Yeah
She be gettin' on my nerves
Left that bitch up in that dirt
And you ain't tell me what you learned
These niggas fake they showin' love in return
Bitch, that's not my concern
Im finna roll up the third
Tellin' me what's the word
The tears on her phone and it hurt

Taking perks, kill my body
Smoking gas can't stop me
Bad bitch in the lobby

On My Nerves

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prod februxry
lyrics:
Yeah, Bitches in my head, Sleep At Night
I be swervin on the road going by
I be smokin' with my friends getting high
bitch I do not lie
You cant tell me twice
Bitch I hold up on my side, never go
Yeah these niggas so dumb they so slow
Bitch I already know
Bitch I already know
Bitch I already know, yeah

I ain never trust a hoe
Pussy niggas in my blunt
Out of time I know I know
Bitch im swervin' in that road
All these bitches be some hoe's
On the top, imma go
Bitch I wonder who knows
Bitch I wonder who knows

Imma give her one last chance
All these niggas talkin' hot but they all up in the gram
Niggas tryna be like "damn"
be like "damn"
be like "damn"
be like "damn"
Flexing all this shit cause I never had it
Yeah that shit is so tragic
Yeah, Bitch I bust new patek
Bitch I run up and I got it
Bitch I got it yeah
Bitch I got it yeah
Bitch I got it

Yeah, Bitches in my head, Sleep At Night
I be swervin on the road going by
I be smokin' with my friends getting high
bitch I do not lie
You cant tell me twice
Bitch I hold up on my side, never go
Yeah these niggas so dumb they so slow
Bitch I already know
Bitch I already know
Bitch I already know, yeah

Sleep At Night

Prod me
Vocals and mix by Joshy!

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/feelings

lyrics:

All these bitches sayin' that they love me
All these bitches sayin' they my company
They won't cuff me
Niggas don't fuck with me
Get a bag, open up,
Yeah, I'ma run it up
Roll up swishers, smoke it up
I'ma smoke these packs like what

All these bitches go around
Why they know my name like how
Yeah, all these bitches break your heart
They gon' break your heart
Getting hella guap
Getting hella cash, like what
I don't, I don't fuck with these hoes
All these pussy niggas tryna get so close

Yeah, bitch, I run up with my ghost
You gon' see how they switch
Bitches talkin' hit or miss
Niggas talkin' like they him
Tell them better get hip
I don't pour out, bitch, I sip
Fuck up, baddie, bitch, I pimp
Triple X, I need help
smoking so much gas, I'm high
I can see right through your eyes
Through your eyes

All these bitches sayin' that they love me
All these bitches sayin' they my company
They won't cuff me
Niggas don't fuck with me
Get a bag, open up,
Yeah, I'ma run it up
Roll up swishers, smoke it up
I'ma smoke these packs like what

All these bitches go around
Why they know my name like how
Yeah, all these bitches break your heart
They gon' break your heart
Getting hella guap
Getting hella cash, like what

Love Hurts PT 2

prod danxvu
@ignaciaxo

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/idw-feat-ignacia-3

lyrics

Yeah, flexin wit my brudda
Got my money oh yea
And I got it oh yea
I dont wanna go
Bitch im moving slow
And im on the road
And ion wanna go

I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna

And it never gets old
Why they bodies on the floor?
Bitch im hittin up these hoes
And they really come and go
Wit my bruddas
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know

I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna

I dont wanna
Im flexing on niggas for the chrome, huh damm
I do what I wanna
Put this bitch on cam, then book her damn
I do what I wanna
I smoke marijuana w-w-when I wanna
I need a lotta
Im trustin these hoes, I ain trustin my father
You cannot get near
You stupid motherfucker, yeah do you hear?
You stupid fake niggas seen them in the field
If I hate niggas then I make it clear

Yeah, flexin wit my brudda
Got my money oh yea
And I got it oh yea
I dont wanna go
Bitch im moving slow
And im on the road
And ion wanna go

I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna
I dont wanna yea
I dont wanna

IDW (feat Ignacia)

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(prod. Danxvu)

Lyrics :

Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Whats that sound lil nigga?
Thats my round lil nigga
Put a bounty on a nigga
Fuck around hit the trigga
Whats wrong with these niggas?
I get bread wit my niggas

Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga

Bitch im countin all these pesos
Bad lil bitch tryna say so
What the fuck do they know?
Light me up another roach
She tryna fuck, she said what im on
I told the bitch im finna smoke
Bitch I blow blow
All that fucking smoke
Slimey wipe my nose
Niggas talk they know
I be wit my dawgs
Bad lil bitch she want this bone
Imma give her bone
So Sad, niggas getting old
Imma show them
Never know
Cause bitches never know

Huh, what they sayin now
Bitch I - Bitch I got them rounds
Fuck lil nigga ion know yo name
Fuck the pain, bitch I sip that drank
I dont know yall niggas
Roll me up a swisher
Imma blow these swishers
Bitches really switch up, yuh yuh

Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga

Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Whats that sound lil nigga?
Thats my round lil nigga
Put a bounty on a nigga
Fuck around hit the trigga
Whats wrong with these niggas?
I get bread wit my niggas

Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga
Bitch I ballout nigga
She tryn' fall out nigga

Ballout

prod (sanctuary + Georgierightt)

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lyrics:
Love em all, I say fuck em all
I don't know you dawg 
Bitch I don't know you dawg 
I've been in my feelings, I'm just gon' take a walk
I don't get these bitches dawg
Bad lil bitch, im off the wall
Just to stand out, I'm the man now
That you always needed, give her hand outs
I don't fuck with niggas
I don't fuck with bitches
They just keep on switchin'
Yeah they oppositions

Yeah yeah, bitch I tell her pipe down
Bad lil bitch, I know she miss me right now
And what I see in her eyes, and I can't pick no one's side
And bitch, I'm stuck in these lies
And I keep seeing these signs
And I keep on seein' signs
And why they keep on fuckin' lying
And I keep seein' all these signs 
All these signs, yeah

Love em all, I say fuck em all
I don't know you dawg 
Bitch I don't know you dawg 
I've been in my feelings, I'm just gon' take a walk
I don't get these bitches dawg
Bad lil bitch, im off the wall
Just to stand out, I'm the man now
That you always needed, give her hand outs
I don't fuck with niggas
I don't fuck with bitches
They just keep on switchin'
Yeah they oppositions

Love & Hate

@heyvelli
STREAM OUTTA STATE: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/outta-state-feat-heyvelli

Prod. Whylunar

lyrics:

I know what you think
Telling all these lies, I told look me in my face
And I can take you out of that mode
I take you Outta State
And when I look inside your eyes I see nothing but faith
And I know what you think
And you keep saying its "my fault" but im not one to blame
And she gon keep callin my phone
I told her "its too late"
And I cannot waste no more time

I cant waste no time 
Bad bitch on my mind
Is you down to ride
Imma stick to my side
Hit a nigga wit a nine
Keep on talking you gon die
I can see through your eyes
Getting bags, so why?
Ion know why you try
Keep on talking hear my fye
Tell these bitches im alright
Getting bands through the night
Making money on the side

I know what you think
Telling all these lies, I told look me in my face
And I can take you out of that mode
I take you Outta State

Even you want some motion 
I can get you wit some pape
I be smokin OG eyes loyal than my waist
If you want some solace I can fly you outta state
I know what you think
I ain trippin shit, baby this shi all by faith
I be goin in wit all these bitches in my face
Even if you want some solace 
I can fly you outta state
Know how it is, and how it aint
Its my birthday, hella cake bitch
Fuck a cape, aint no way that im saving 
You
I bought it, I ain just erase it
Gay hoe swears she hates dick
Making racks its so amazing
Smoke gas its so amazing
I love how she take it
I know you still hate it
Im done to find the basic

Outta State (feat. velli)

Two Tone (feat. @che)
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Lyrics:

[Joshy!]

She want a good bone
I just give her bone
Bitch im smokin strong, yuh
I just roll the dope, ya
Bitch im two tone
She just want that bone
Whatchu hittin tho
Bitch im flexin, yuh

[Che]

I wanna good bone, yeah
Im smokin good strong, yeah
You only too blown, fuck
You only too blind, yeah
Chrome hearts is two tone, yeah
I got like two phones
Cap that nigga like..
Yeah
We gon cap that nigga, get em too gone
I got a Mac-10 and a glock too hoe
Nigga got fat cause her booty so huge
I told these cap niggas im a troop
I love the mad nigga catchin dukes
This ho a junkie sippin on that goo
Only say one play, turn into two
I only take two plays turn it into a hunnid
Like get his ass smoked now he ain een want it
I wear some subi's I dont even want it
All these perky's chillin in my stomach
I love to pipe these bitches in the morning
AMP got a nigga runnin'
I told my hoe she pretty and she stunnin'
Niggas tryna walk down, while im clutchin'
We can put the glocks down, get to buggin
Bullets hit his body, got a nigga gushin'

[Joshy!]

Yeah, I got a bad hoe wit a stomach
Bad hoe in the function
She can come and slide thru, but I cannot really cuff her
Heard these niggas they really be bluffin'
Had to find out, nigga stop talkin
Got the top down bitches be blushin
Like hell nah bitch ian rushin'
Bitch im two tone
I got two phones
Feel like Al Capone
Bitch I packed the bowl
She gon suck ma balls
Walk up in the mall
Glock you know im clutchin

She want a good bone
I just give her bone
Bitch im smokin strong, yuh
I just roll the dope, ya
Bitch im two tone
She just want that bone
Whatchu hittin tho
Bitch im flexin, yuh

[Che]

I wanna good bone, yeah
Im smokin good strong, yeah
You only too blown, fuck
You only too blind, yeah
Chrome hearts is two tone, yeah
I got like two phones
Cap that nigga like..
Yeah
We gon cap that nigga, get em too gone
I got a Mac-10 and a glock too hoe
Nigga got fat cause her booty so huge
I told these cap niggas im a troop
I love the mad nigga catchin dukes
This ho a junkie sippin on that goo
Only say one play, turn into two
I only take two plays turn it into a hunnid
Like get his ass smoked now he ain een want it
I wear some subi's I dont even want it
All these perky's chillin in my stomach
I love to pipe these bitches in the morning
AMP got a nigga runnin'
I told my hoe she pretty and she stunnin'
Niggas tryna walk down, while im clutchin'
We can put the glocks down, get to buggin
Bullets hit his body, got a nigga gushin'

#scfirst

Two Tone (feat. che)

Explicit 
“Produced by Tengo"
Vocals & Mix by Joshy!

Fuck

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lyrics:
Like, how do you do that
This the time I come in and shoot back 
Like, how do you do that
Count up racks, I count on my blue bills
Pussy niggas keep on running, he knew that
Put my name in your mouth, you ain't do that 
Got a couple niggas pull up and shoot back

Like, how you keep on going
Pussy niggas keep running his mouth 
On the net, just chatting and shit
What you gain from doing this shit
All this talking gon' make me spaz out 
Pussy nigga, I might just crash out

Bitch, I'm sipping, I might just black out 
Get your bitch, I'm blowing her back out
I don't wanna talk no more 
Flipping on bricks
Since a youngin', I'm flipping on bricks 
Since a youngin', I'm smoking on dope
No nigga, I can't trust a soul 

Like, why these niggas mad
They mad cause they just trash
For a while I was in my bag
But now I'm chilling ho

Like, I don't understand these fuck niggas trying to talk to me like
Bro, these niggas weird as fuck
Like, just get out my fucking Dm's nigga
stop tryna hit me up

Do not hit me up
Got a gen5 tucked in my jeans
This Balenci you know what that means 
And I cannot work for free
Broke boi what you really mean? 

Like, why you battle me
Stop hitting my Dms nigga 
I'm a young MVP

Like, how do you do that
This the time I come in and shoot back 
Like, how do you do that
Count up racks, I count on my blue bills
Pussy niggas keep on running, he knew that
Put my name in your mouth, you ain't do that 
Got a couple niggas pull up and shoot back

Like, how you keep on going
Pussy niggas keep running his mouth 
On the net, just chatting and shit
What you gain from doing this shit
All this talking gon' make me spaz out 
Pussy nigga, I might just crash out
Bitch, I'm sipping, I might just black out 
Get your bitch, I'm blowing her back out

#scfirst

Do Dat!

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Smokintree (Feat. Mazaris)

bummy [ilym4t]

Prod. 22nate + Conic
Mix & Vocals by Me
 

Lyrics:
Yeah, Roll up some 3.5
I'm a young nigga tryna get high
Let me roll up a blunt, get fried
Yeah, that money, that's all in my mind
Had yo hoe, she suck me dry
Spent a band to just look fly
Smelling good to get your hoe
Yeah, that hoe, she just my type

She know what I like
Bitch, she know what I do
I got this lil' hoe wet
I'm up in that shit real good
Yeah, my pockets just gettin' so fat
But I cannot spend it on you
And I just totin' on blicks
And the only thing I know is shoot

Man, I gotta drop these niggas off
Yeah, we just gon' give em the boot
I'ma just walk up in the spot
And I'm just gon' spark me a wood
Bitch, I'm whippin' up peas in the pot

That's something that you can't do
Bitch, I steal, I never get caught
And I'm telling you that shit is true
On God

Yeah, Roll up some 3.5
I'm a young nigga tryna get high
Let me roll up a blunt, get fried
Yeah, that money, that's all in my mind
Had yo hoe, she suck me dry
Spent a band to just look fly
Smelling good to get your hoe
Yeah, that hoe, she just my type

She know what I like
Bitch, she know what I do
I got this lil' hoe wet
I'm up in that shit real good
Yeah, my pockets just gettin' so fat
But I cannot spend it on you
And I just totin' on blicks
And the only thing I know is shoot

My Type (p. 22nate + conic)

Playin Wit Me [Prod. Conic + 22nate]

Fuck Out My Face
@heyvelli
@ayerpk

STREAM FOMF ON ALL PLATS: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/fomf-feat-heyvelli--ayerp-2

lyrics:
Fuck out the past, I ain't worried about old shit
I just broke up with my old bitch, yeah
Right now I'm focused on my own shit, yeah
I take the perky in doses, I can't even finish it

I'm on some slut shit
I got this real bitch, she love to throat dick
Had to cut niggas off they on broke shit
In the trap nigga, that's where your hoe is
My bro Ayerp and he tote them
And I got sneaky racks, I can't show them
Bet he pop out right now that I hold him
Fuck out my face
I ain't tryna see no pre-rolls
Cause my niggas know I don't smoke them
Fuck out my face
I do this shit when I want it
Niggas feel love but still copin
Fuck out my face

uhh, uhhh, uhhhh
Get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my way

Get a stack, I fuck up the cake
Fuck a stack, I make 50k
And I made a shit in one day

One month, two months, three months, I add it up
Got a bad little bitch with a bubble butt
Walk inside of Saks Fifth and I fuck it up
Making plays in the field, bitch, and kick n punts

What the fuck, boy
Whatchu talm bout, nigga what the fuck boy
Who is your down boy
I just spent it on a gun, boy
Tell me, how you gon' run, boy

Bullet shells make em run, boy
I smokin za with my homeboys
I got hella gwaup, so I buy some
Keep on testin me, you gon' die, boy
Like, fuck out my face
Yeah, that shawty got cake

Got no time to waste
Keep on talking, you gon' face with the drac
Yeah, yeah, uh
Fuck out my face lil nigga, huh

ARP make you shiver, yuh
Ayerp one of the realest, yuh
Niggas not bangin', not hittin nun
Shout out my lord, I keep sinnin, yo

He running track like it's fitness
I can't stop till it's finished, huh
Look at my cup, it's mud, yeah
And that hoe the finest one, yeah

Bitch, I just cop me, bud
And I brought the loudest one
Come never trip up on none of these bitches
I cannot hang round these niggas switchin

All these niggas just some rats, some snitches
Can't hear my opps, these niggas stay bitchin

FOMF (Feat. velli & Ayerp)

Maze [prod. conic + skreer + pirate]

you all mine baby

Vocals & Mix by Joshy!

STREAM MINE ALL PLATS: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/mine

lyrics:
Yeah, yeah
You've been in my head and you've been in my mind
I can't even fuckin' tell the time 
And you know that I love you, you is mine
Uhuh uhuh baby, you is mine
And I ain't tryna waste your time, 
Yeah uhuh baby, you is mine

We've been going through some shit 
But I know it gets better
I've been on my solo, shit but with you it feels much better
I don't like to tell my feelings, some bout you I got this feelin
You lovin me, got me healin 
Those eyes, I can't resist them

When I can't see you I just feel away
When I can't see you I just feel away
And when I hear you speak, I just love that shit
And no one ever could top you, cause you are it
You all mine
Those eyes tell me everything, I'm fine
And I know I be trippin' bout these guys
And I get in my head, and that's why I get high 
But I just love you
I just want everything to do wit you 
I just love your smile, love your taste, love your face 
I can't be trippin' bout nothin' either ways
You said I'm the one for you 
And there's no other bitches I'm all for you

Anything we do together, yeah, we'll be alright
And you know that I love you, you is mine

Uhuh uhuh baby, you is mine
And I ain't tryna waste your time, 
Yeah uhuh baby, you is mine

We've been going through some shit 
But I know it gets better
I've been on my solo, shit but with you it feels much better
I don't like to tell my feelings, some bout you I got this feelin
You lovin me, got me healin 
Those eyes, I can't resist them

Mine [prod. februxry]

ONE [Prod. Jaytee]

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lyrics: 

Yeah
Whats on my feet? Margiela
And I get more than hella
Im a money fein
And Im gon get like HELLA
I gotta chase the green
And I copped me barettas
And I just doing me
And I got more than ever

Walk up in that bitch, know i'm shopping

I got Mason Margiela bitch know i'm copping
Im just flexin on your dumb ass cuz you aint got shit

Watch me go up bitch I get this, yeah I got this
1 2 3 know I pop shit
And all these haters talking on me, that's some nonsense
And wait till my numbers go up they gon be asking
They asking for handouts like no I ain't passing

I'm just really living ya
With my hoe and we really chillin ya
And I don't give a fuck what niggas gotta say
They can suck my dick, bitch i get pape

Yeah
Whats on my feet? Margiela
And I get more than hella
Im a money fein
And Im gon get like HELLA
I gotta chase the green
And I copped me barettas
And I just doing me
And I got more than ever

Walk up in that bitch, know i'm shopping

I got Mason Margiela bitch know i'm copping
Im just flexin on your dumb ass cuz you aint got shit

Watch me go up bitch I get this, yeah I got this
1 2 3 know I pop shit
And all these haters talking on me, that's some nonsense
And wait till my numbers go up they gon be asking
They asking for handouts like no I ain't passing

I'm just really living ya
With my hoe and we really chillin ya
And I don't give a fuck what niggas gotta say
They can suck my dick, bitch i get pape

Margiela [Prod. thatboyburke + luvancient]

Cam [Prod. 4reetank + tj]

wit a vibe [Prod. Jaysto]

Club (Feat. Lil Gabesta)

Letitgo [teenxishere + xb + parad1se]

No Luck [prod. Rio Leyva + Affair + Icami + Maze]
@lilgabesta
@trevvyy

No Luck (Feat. Trev & Lil Gabesta)

Angels [prod. SINGLEB + RIO LEYVA]

Fucked up [prod. DLR + RAJJ + SYNTHETIC]

No Sleep Feat. @yoskar-fagan

lyrics:

Huh, I ain't get no sleep inna minute ho
Huh, these bitches playin' games, I ain't feelin' low
Huh, I light another blunt and then I smoke a O
Huh, I hop up in that stu then I fuck his ho

I just party up at night, and I get in my mode
If they wanna fuckin' try me, I'm gon' slime your nose
Huh, these pussy niggas grimy, they can't get nun tho
I'm focused on my morals, don't give a fuck about y'all

Huh, up in the stu all night, huh
Bad bitch shakin' it right, huh
Smoke another blunt get fried, huh
Nigga talk shit he die
They talk shit, it's on sight, huh
I got my own ice, huh
Bad bitch, she got spice, huh

Flex up, flex up
Cause y'all niggas new to this
Hex up, hex up
Countin' all my dividends
Next up, next up
If he talkin' shit, we shoot him from the neck up, neck up
I got too much bread, this time gon' flex up
Huh, talk about my bitch get wacked
Nigga  a bitch give a fuck bout that
I got money on me bae, yeah

I ain't get no sleep inna minute ho
Huh, these bitches playin' games, I ain't feelin' low
Huh, I light another blunt and then I smoke a O
Huh, I hop up in that stu then I fuck his ho
I just party up at night, and I get in my mode
If they wanna fuckin' try me, I'm gon' slime your nose

If you keep on playin', we gon' set him up
Tell her shut the fuck up and come lick it up
Bitch you bad as fuck, when we linking up
I come from the trenches, bitch, you know we clicked up
And I got extensions, bitch, you know I keep it tucked

In a backpack, fuck yo bitch from the back, back
Huh, you know she like that
Pussy nigga get wacked
You get turnt to ash
Smoke him like some gas
Huh, like a string, you get tugged off the map
this bitch got me stressin, I think I'ma just relapse
Huh, this nigga so pussy, he just keep on runnin' laps
Huh, and your bitch so bad, I'ma put her on my lap
Pull up to the scene, got extensions, I got beans
I got weed, I got beans, what you need

Your bitch fucked on the team
Made a movie, just like Scream
Now you see me on the screen
And I'm all up on TV

No Sleep (Feat. B2rC!) [prod. DLR + RAJJ + AP]

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