cover by NGTF MEDIA/ Joseph Dejene
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prod yukisx & alex cheyz
@fuckreeks
lyrics

Yeah get yo money up
I'm in the spot, I'm rollin' up
Double cup, I'm runnin' up
Pockets big and swellin' up
I-Imma run up get him blazed
You a goofy, zero plays
I'ma make it, yeah, first place
Smokin dope right off the base
Imma jump right out the face

Made more than you in a day
You just mad, you got no bank
Me and Kasu just got paid
Easy money on the grind
Bad hoe tryna waste my time
Comin' up with easy lies
Climbin' up front in the line
With my guys, I'm always fried

10 on 10 just like a dime
Hit one in his fuckin' spine
You can't speak, you tongue-tied
Standing out from all the lies
Openin' my fuckin' eyes
Talkin' tough as you tried
I don't know why you just cried

Yeah Slide
We got knocks in the building
Sick hostage, we might get him
Box it in, you know, bet he gonna miss it
Your side
You know I'm better like why try
Fn's on me and Draco's
I rock up a blast you can't find

Post it up in K-Con when the case closed
Choppa on me, A-Kon Just like a bird, the chopper sing
Yo bitch a nerd, she callin me
I shoot the glock with a lil' swing
In love with Simone no Kennedy
I know they wanna be me, can't get to me
Shoot the glock with a beat, so fulfilling
Got so many sons call em my mini-me's, yeah

Get yo money up
I'm in the spot, I'm rollin' up
Double cup, I'm runnin' up
Pockets big and swellin' up
I-Imma run up get him blazed
You a goofy, zero plays
I'ma make it, yeah, first place
Smokin dope right off the base
Imma jump right out the face

Made more than you in a day
You just mad, you got no bank
Me and Kasu just got paid
Easy money on the grind
Bad hoe tryna waste my time
Comin' up with easy lies
Climbin' up front in the line

Swell (feat. Reeks) p. yukisx + Alex Cheyz

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prod. Four3va x Karakuli

lyrics:

Yeah yeah
And I run dis shit and she gone get me hip
A-and I made it from the trip
And I got it in my hip
And I got it in my hip
And I got it in my hip

And I got it in my hip, yeah
And I walk inside this shit
yeah i'm rockin on this fit
Yeah i'm rockin on these ricks
Nah I will never trip
Get this money yeah i dip
I will never be a simp
Real OG, never talk down,
And i'm coming out with a crowd

And im countin bad hoes
S-she said im a asshole
Double cup on redbone
Got shot in yo head bro
Get beat down like rambo
This blick not gon jam bro
Chillin wit my main hoe
Got dat bread got dat pesos
Blick him down like its rainbow
Sippin heavy, yeah that drank bro
And I pull up
And I pull up
And I pull up
And I
And I pull up
Get dat bread up
And I make up

run dis (Four3va)

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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)

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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)

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lyrics: 

Bad bitch i make bank
She wan' call my name
I ain know her name
F- f- fuck you's a lame
Cheese up on my plate
Bitch im bustin plays
Bitch I got my rank, yeah
Making money, Stakes yeah
Ballin wit my gang
Hit you in your brain
Bitch is so insane
Blood right through my vains
Bitch this aint no game
I just want that fame
We is not the same
Imma put you in your place, yeah

Got my blick tuck, yeah
She wan' suck me up
Roll up swishers, yeah
Got that ruger, yeah
Pull up in that drop top
She wan' suck me up soft
Bitch im making bop, bops
I will never flop, flop
Make his body drop, drop
Why you askin' nah nah
Imma make her jaw lock
Imma make her bed rock
Niggas in a hamlock
I pull up Backlot

Bad bitch i make bank
She wan' call my name
I ain know her name
F- f- fuck you's a lame
Cheese up on my plate
Bitch im bustin plays
Bitch I got my rank, yeah
Making money, Stakes yeah
Ballin wit my gang
Hit you in your brain
Bitch is so insane
Blood right through my vains
Bitch this aint no game
I just want that fame
We is not the same
Imma put you in your place, yeah

Got my blick tuck, yeah
She wan' suck me up
Roll up swishers, yeah
Got that ruger, yeah
Pull up in that drop top
She wan' suck me up soft
Bitch im making bop, bops
I will never flop, flop
Make his body drop, drop
Why you askin' nah nah
Imma make her jaw lock
Imma make her bed rock
Niggas in a hamlock
I pull up Backlot

Not The Same

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prod. dumb

lyrics

Tell that bitch stop texting me 
We ain't friends, you an enemy
And I'm rockin' purple jeans 
Flexin' on niggas that hatin' on me
And Im countin bands
She wanna call me her mans

I ain wear no vans
Fuck rap bitch I scam
Feel like surge like damn
Bitch im in a trail
Caught that boy on cam
W-why she tryna spam
Pull up in a flight
Niggas said on sight
You a pussy nigga
Bitch go count them numbers
Fuckin' for the summer
Bitch causing drama
Bitches panorama
Bitches causing trauma
Trauma

Tell that bitch stop texting me 
We ain't friends, you an enemy
And I'm rockin' purple jeans 
Flexin' on niggas that hatin' on me
And Im countin bands
She wanna call me her mans

I ain wear no vans
Fuck rap bitch I scam
Feel like surge like damn
Bitch im in a trail
Caught that boy on cam
W-why she tryna spam
Pull up in a flight
Niggas said on sight
You a pussy nigga
Bitch go count them numbers
Fuckin' for the summer
Bitch causing drama
Bitches panorama
Bitches causing trauma
Trauma

Enemies

Joshy!

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