🧛🏻‍♂️🧛🏻‍♂️ I just started dropping music to but this is fire

Lyrics:

New Wave
They call me Kam, or they call me Kill
When I'm on that field, I can't stand, I can't stand still
I'm like, what's the deal, these labels calling
Blowing up my cell, I'm pourin up this seal
It heal myself, nah I don't need no help
Don't worry bout my health

I'm like damn
Oh that's how you feel, at least you kept it real
I know a couple of y'all gave up on me
Before I hit a mil, well, it's a shame
I can't even blame, I gave up on you too
Won't say no names, I've been pourin up this pink
Yeah, my cup look like it's squid games

Oh, you got a pole, you won't hit them shots
Look at your rank, can we trust these hoes?
Huh, yeah, what the fuck you think?
Before the show, we hit designer stores
And then the private plane, never made the honor roll
I'm on the phone with Grade A

They like, damn, you made it, I ain't close
But bitch, I'm on my way, this hoe keep asking
If I'm fine, I pour this line, I'm A-OK
Bitch, I ain't Gen Z, just posted on my X
Bitch, I'm Gen Qua, my own brudda switched on me
I feel like Luka in that trade

You gave up on me, bae, really?
What you thought I's gon be?
What Selena say?
Everything is not what it seems

We pop out on ya like it's EDC
These Glock with these beams
You can't join my clan
I don't need no bots on my team

I used to shop at Tilly's, used to pop them pillies
Off that lean, I used to be so silly
Till these hoes, they killed me RIP
I feel like Lego Star Wars, bitch, I'm on my last heart
Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt

I'm in this frog eyed Bentley
Driving like it's NASCAR
Like, who you think you tricking, buddy
That's your dad's car
All I smoke is gas, baby, I'm a gas star
And no, I cannot do no feature, I ain't guest star

Damn, this crib's so big
This shit look like the Death Star
Damn, this whip's so quick
You couldn't with a head start
And my Sprite's so dirty
I don't need no med card
And I'm sliding so dirty
Refs gon' throw that red card

Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt
Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt
I'm in this frog eyed Bentley
Driving like it's NASCAR

sadprt (prod. lil biscuit)

Lu - Get Hi

i hate bitches Prod. Sonmaid

Sound - Fahboo
Prod: 2ukko
Date: April 24th 2025

[Intro]
it’s fahboo, this shit is about to suck ass!

[Verse]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolla
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah
she suckin on dick i’m sipping on wock
like bitch i’m sipping on wock like yuh

[Bridge]
and bitch i smoke on rollah
yuh bitch i smoke on doja
bitch i smoke on rolla
yeah smoke on rolla
and bitch i smoke doja
and bitch i smoke on rolla

[Chorus]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolls
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah
she suckin on dick i’m sipping on wock

[Verse 2]
and fuck that bitch she a freak ass hoe
f-f-f-fuck that bitch yuh she my ex hoe
and fuck that bitch she a freak ass ho-

[Chorus]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolls
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah

sound

prod @devxn @live

evrrything comin around full  circle
sippin dirty a cup fulla purple
tryn pull up immediately hurtchu
 shoot da gun he immediately duck huh?
shoot em down tryn immediately burst tool 
y u assumin dat im tryn fuck her?
beat on his back choppa jus tryn purge u
tt tt brt brt button boa
ho stfu u makin 2 much noise
n im finna hit up dover st im in new york
(idk wat i said)
ye ye i jus hit up dover street u still doin chores
ye ye wake up 7 ina morning dat bitch was giving me jaw
ye ye n if u ain tb money den dont talk @ all (omm)
ye ye cuz i keep a 100r drum g do not get involved 
pour'd up a 4 now im rollin a wood n im making my way 2 da store
u dont think i could fuck yo bitch ok making a way 2 ur whore
bullets we makin a way 2 yo door
we finna lay yo ass down ona floor 
i asked da hoe wat she waiting for?
hands inna air she gon pray to The Lord
fuck a bitch offa benzo she inna endzone,
throwin her hands up, she wanna soar
offa benzo i popped a tesla it's only 6am
but u can't afford dis ,  
life i live came wita price & no u can't afford dis
creep wit dat k putcho brain onna floor
goofy a bitch send his ass to da morgue 
n if he a bitch send his ass to the Lord 
wit da birds that nigga gon soar
fuck rehab nigga want more
tryn get so hi (tryn get so hi)
tryn get so hi niggas bored
tryn hip get da hop from da core
idk y im fuckin da 
im jus fukn da bitch for da lore

DOVER

Chain of memories dearly beloved remix(prod. yungblasian)

I feel u

Made this album in a week. I cant and wont be stopped so tap in now before its to late. INSTA: EVHNDRXGOTPLAYED

sadprt (prod. lil biscuit)

kade mcalli

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