Che Fajita Prod Natecxo Sped Up

fukk no thot

fukk no thot (feat. Untiljapan)

Che - Fajita

money glitch (Prod pink)

Get Up

Dropping Shit

Fully Produced By rexv2

LYRICS

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

Stop it
Doing that fake sh*t
My n*ggas pop it
Slide tryn' spray sh*t
N*ggas tryn' drop sh*t
I just been waiting
Look at my options
N*ggas not maceing sh*t
We got Glock 10
B*tch I'm amazing
I just been flossing
I just got eight pints in from the doctor
All black spray on my sh*t
Sh*t awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
New drank came in
Sh*t out of boston
New J's came in n*gga just coped em'
You straight saying sh*t
Boy you the coppers
Bad h*e, lay my sh*t on her knockers
N*ggas wanna play
They get put off they rocker
I aint' even play
I just went to my locker
Ball every day
Right wrist might lock up
A whole three days
Lil' twin got locked up
Better watch what you say
Lil' twin might pop up
Had to take off the brain
Had to lift that top up
Said she AB gang
Had to lift her top up
Riding round every day
Gotta keep yo' choppa
Young n*ggas get slayed
Old N*ggas get slaughtered

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
T- Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

GEMINI

Pills in the morning

fancy!

REXV2 - BUFF BBY (OFFICIAL)
prod rexv2 & goopstro
https://youtu.be/G5YDyq-QB8I

BUFF BBY

🎂
lyrics

Yo yo, yo yo
Yo yo, yo yo

I'm with AB, I'm with P2F
Told baby do not stress
I was at this lil' hoe house
We about freaked out, I'm in her bed like buddy, nah

Buddy sent them shots, you still ain't go slide
I'm inside her mouth, she keep that wide
I gotta smoke this weed, if not it fuck my mind up
My slime do want your friend, don't know if you mind

Shit got you bitter
These niggas move like lizards
Hit step back, I'm that nigga
About a girl, you moving tender

Labels tryna sign me, need more
Man, I gotta grind like this
Distro check went expensive, the fit
Caught them loafing, I ain't going for it

We broke up but don't mess with my Bitch
Man, this music, I'm loving this world
V2 boy, you bout cold then a bitch
Got them glazing, hit pose on a pic

I ain't even hear what you said
Met a groupie, you cool but you fan
And I'm missing my brother, lil' 10
Walk in my shoes if you can

If I die, who you'd steal the swag from?
And that's my type beat, please don't go and act dumb
The label fly me out, I think I'm that one
She call me Prayvion, think that she know some

They say you no good
My brother slime put an opp in a wood
I'ma tweak out, I don't know if I should
Died on a lick, boy, you died on a jugg

I want your soul, let me know if I could
Mix it up with the grabba, I'm puffing on good
It ain't nothing to go pop it, just wait till I do
Boy, I'm up in that mode, they ain't even have a clue

And she wanna go fuck me, yes
Bitch popped, had to tell her no
I'm a freak, yes, I confess
If you ain't, then guess you gotta go

I'm with AB, I'm with P2F
Told baby do not stress
I was at this lil' hoe house
We about freaked out, I'm in her bed like buddy, nah

Buddy sent them shots, you still ain't go slide
I'm inside her mouth, she keep that wide
I gotta smoke this weed, if not it fuck my mind up
My slime do want your friend, don't know if you mind

Shit got you bitter
These niggas move like lizards
Hit step back, I'm that nigga
About a girl, you moving tender

Labels tryna sign me, need more
Man, I gotta grind like this
Distro check went expensive, the fit
Caught them loafing, I ain't going for it

We broke up but don't mess with my Bitch
Man, this music, I'm loving this world
V2 boy, you bout cold then a bitch
Got them glazing, hit pose on a pic

I ain't even hear what you said
Met a groupie, you cool but you fan
And I'm missing my brother, lil' 10
Walk in my shoes if you can

Lizard prod v2

fancy!

youneke

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