Prod. KillDill

(Lyrics)
M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the gree---

M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the gree---

M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the gree---

M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the green

Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money,  talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the green
I just talk to the money, Just talk to the green
Yuh, Yuh, Hmm, Pipe up, Yuh,
Bitch, what?
Pipe up, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, (Bitch, Yaaaaa)

P-Pardon my style, pardon my drip
Hmm, Pardon my bitch, (Fuck!)
Gucci store, I just hit
New kicks, don't need new fit (Fuck!)
Fuck that bitch, I fucked her too
She liking my fits, she like how I fit, and I'm liking her too
Y-Yuh
M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the green
New Pack in flip a "q" get a "p"
Red eye flight, shawty land to the D
Bitch, (Yuh!)
I got too much drip, make you sea sick, (Yuh!)
Niggas really my sons can't remix, (Nah!)
This a lil' switch, not G-Flex, (Nah!)
Posted in DC, ducking the detects', (Yuh!)
Nah, Ion' really like texting, (Nah!)
Whip out fye, my reflex

Pardon my style, pardon my drip
Hmm, Pardon my bitch, (Fuck!)
Gucci store, I just hit
New kicks, don't need new fit (Fuck!)
Fuck that bitch, I fucked her too
She liking my fits, she like how I fit, and I'm liking her too
Y-Yuh, (Ahhhh)

M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the green

M-M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the gree---

Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, Just talk to the green
I just talk to the money, Just talk to the green (Greeeeeeeen)
(Bi-Bitch!)
(It's KA$HWAYZ or No wayz nigga)
Yuh, Yuh, Hmm, Pipe up, Yuh,
Bitch, what?
Pipe up, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
P-Pardon my style, pardon my drip
Hmm, Pardon my bitch, (Fuck!)
Gucci store, I just hit
New kicks, don't need new fit (Fuck!)
Yuh, Fuck that bitch, I fucked her too
She liking my fits, she like how I fit, and I'm liking her too
Yuh
M-Model thot, what's your Instagram?
Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
T-Talk to the money, talk dead, like a seance
Talk to the money, Just talk to the green

#scfirst

SEANCE

Prod. jinchrist

Lyrics:
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
Too many options, that nigga ain't shit hoe block em'
Bad bitch, brownskin, she--- (Yuh!)
(Bitch!)
           (Ahhhhh)
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
Too many options, that nigga ain't shit hoe block em'
Bad bitch, brownskin, she just my type, She awesome
Gas stank possum, all you niggas some rats
Just tryin' fit in the possy, Yuh
Money bag, stack up racks
Racks, yuh
Bitch I'm rich off raps
My bro rich from that pack
My hoe rich from that cat
Pimp that hoe out, make them sales
Flip them packs out, bitch that's bales
IRS I'm ducking, fuck
DEA, ATF, Fuck 12
She E-A-T up that D
I just hit her Insta, this hoe pull up instantly
Hello? Hello?
She on my body, she on my body (Ugh!)

I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
Too many options, that nigga ain't shit hoe block em'
Bad bitch, brownskin, she--- (Yuh!)
(Bitch!)
           (Ahhhhh)
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
Too many options, that nigga ain't shit hoe block em'
Bad bitch, brownskin, she just my type, She awesome
Gas stank possum, all yall niggas some rats
Just tryin' fit in the possy, Yuh
Money bag, stack up racks
Racks, yuh
Bitch I'm rich off raps
My bro rich off that pack
My hoe rich from that cat
Pimp that hoe out, make them sales
Flip them packs out, bitch that's bales
IRS I'm ducking, fuck
DEA, ATF, Fuck 12
She E-A-T up that D
I-I just hit her Insta, this hoe pull up instantly
(Hello?) (Roll up!) (Hello?)
She on my body, she on my body (Ugh!)
Shawty was use to them lame niggas now she fucking with Dami
9:00 AM, just walked your hoe out the lobby (Ugh!) 
Yuhhhhh
I don't want your bitch she borin'
All my bitches "Fine & Foreign"
I got---- (Ugh!)
Too many options, that nigga ain't shit hoe block em'
Bad bitch, brownskin, she--- (Yuh!)
(Bitch!)
           (Ahhhhh)

Fine & Foreign

Prod. snorkatje

Yaaaaa (Ahhhhhh)
Fa Fa, Fbeeeeee

Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck
(Ya!)
M-M-My bag come in faster
M-M-My lil bitch she bad as fuck (Bitch!)
(Ahhh)
Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck (Ahh)(Bitch!)
I been chillin' off that bad stuff (Yaaaa)
I been chillin-----
I been chillin' off that (Yuh!)
I been chillin' off that bad stuff (Real)
T-Them bands make her act up (Bands!)
Yuh
4-4-4 on me I'm pouring 2
This hoe bad, she foreign too
Rubber bands, Rubber bands,
Rubber bands (Bands!)
I toss pack, like underhand
We got bombs, Afghanistan
Fucked that hoe and gave her plan
Yuh (yuh, yuh)
B-B-Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck
(Ya!)
M-M-My bag come in faster
M-M-My lil bitch she bad as fuck (Bitch!)
(Yaaaahhh)
Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck (Bitch!)
I been chillin' off that bad stuff (Yaaaa)
I been chillin-----
I been chillin' off that (Yuh!)
I-I-I been chillin' off that bad stuff (Real)
T-Them bands make her act up (Bands!)
Yuh (yuh, yuh)

Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck
(Ahhhhh) (Yuh!)
M-M-My bag come in faster
M-M-My lil bitch she bad as fuck (Bitch!)

Bitch I love that Black Truck
Bitch I - Bitch I love that Black Truck (Bitch!)

I been chillin' off that bad stuff (Yaaaa)
I been chillin-----
I been chillin' off that (Yuh!)
(Yuh, yuh, Bitch!)

Black Truck

Prod. hhhelfyway & sk8kash

I just run this money up, run me up a Honey Bun ——-
I-I-I just run this money up, run me up a Honey Bun ——-
 (Cuff your chick!)
I just run this money up, run me up a Honey Bun ——-
Niggas be so broke, they couldn’t even buy a Honey Bun
(Ha, Dami, what the fuck?)
I just stack the hunnids, yuh
I’m 1 of 1
O-One of one
Man these niggas don’t wan’ 1 on 1 
That choppa kick that 30 pun———

(Dami, Oh my God)
Fa Fa Gang gang Fbeee
(Ahhhhhh) (Ahhhhhh)
Pour a 4 up of that tris, in my cup, it’s so muddy, yuh
Think she want me for my swag, but this ho’ wan’t me for my money, yuh
I just run this money up, run me up a Honey Bun
Niggas be so broke, they couldn’t even buy a Honey Bun
I-I-I just stack the hunnids, yuh
I’m 1 of 1
O-One of one
Man these niggas don’t wan’ 1 on 1 
That choppa kick that 30 punch
I just snuck a 4 on the road
I just left a whore at the show
Got a new bag for a new tote
Catch a rap nigga, I leave him toast (Ba!)
I-I-I ain’t heard bout you niggas or nuffin’
Shawty ass fat, but you know I ain’t trustin
A young nigga fuck with that syrup like Justin
Holon, new seal just in
Holon, check the bank, new check on pend
I stay with the gang, the men
That nigga dont bang, he fish
Real shark in this muhfuckin’ water
Most you niggas wouldn’t even jump in
Huh, niggas ain’t stand up at all, m-movin’ like a mannequin
On God (Ahhhhhhhhhhh)

Pour a 4 up of that tris, in my cup, it’s so muddy, yuh
Think she want me for my swag, but this ho’ wan’t me for my money, yuh
I just run this money up, r-run me up a Honey Bun
Niggas be so broke, they couldn’t even buy a Honey Bun (Suwooooo)
I-I-I just stack the hunnids, yuh
I’m 1 of 1
O-One of one
Man these niggas don’t wan’ 1 on 1 
That choppa kick that 30 punch
(Pluggz)
(It’s KA$hWAYZ or no wayz, nigga)

Honey Bun

Prod. wunkojunko

Lyrics:

Ok Cool
O-O-Ok Cool (Bitch!)
Ok Cool
O-O-Ok Cool (Ahhh)
Ok Cool
Ok Cool
Ok Cool
What you on, thats cool
Got the butterfly door, this aint regular coupe (Bitch!)
You won't loose me
Just do you
As long as you just don't loose yourself I'll be ----
(Bitch!)

Get off the drugs, I learn myself
You Loose yourself, abuse yourself
Hating me, abuse yourself (Bitch!)
Plenty of hoes, g-got plenty of motion
Got plenty of codeine, got plenty of potion (Bitch!)
I been moving these mountains for broke ass niggas, I'm causing erosion (Oooh)
No I can't coach these bitch ass niggas
They kosher, they kosher
Don't want no beef, they kosher
I'm fucking this bitch in the backseat, bending her over (Ahhhh)
(Yaaa, Ooooh)
Hop out that monster truck, boy fuck a rover
This hoe got cuts
My roster cut 
This a Rasta joint (J-J-Joint!)
I fuck with this hoe, she make me bust a lot, I'm fucking her off
I like this hoe, she make me cum a lot, I think she my (Bitch!)
Ya
Another round
Nother' round
Nother' round
Bitch I ain't have enough (Ughhhh)
(Bitch!)
I'll never conform, you know where they fuck I come from? (J-J-Joint!)
Why you showing fake love, what the fuck?
Where all that shit come from?
Red bandana on me when I'm fucking her
She gone off the Rum Rum (Hood!)
Ya
It might be hard for me to fuck with you, I can't trust some (Ahhhhhh)
Bitch think I'm gon' pullup
I won't, fuck you!
Ok Cool (Bitch!)
Ok Cool
O-O-Ok Cool (Bitch!)
Ok Cool
O-O-Ok Cool (Ahhh)
Ok Cool
Ok Cool
Ok Cool
What you on, thats cool
Got the butterfly door, this aint regular coupe (Bitch!)
You won't loose me
Just do you
As long as you just don't loose yourself I'll be ----
(Bitch!)

Get off the drugs, I learn myself
You Loose yourself, abuse yourself
Hating me, abuse yourself (Bitch!)

Okay Cool

Produced by Ezzie

(Lyrics)

Ya Ya Ya Ya 

Cash, money, yea she love the thrill (Yaaaa)(Bitch!)
How the world hatin, I'm the man still? 
Tan, blue, and pink pills (Ahhhhhh)
Ran all through your hood
Draco, up the wood
Ya-Ya-Ya-Yaaaaa (Ahhhhhh)
Draco
(Bitch!)
Nigga fucked up, get your bag up
W-W-Wake up, make a ten piece on my ass yea
L-Love my BM, Send that money when I ask, yea
He gon duck, I drop that mask, yuh (Ahhhh)
I been off the drugs, still might stain your plug (Yuh!)
Red flag, Big B, big Blood
(Bitch!)
Big SUV, We riding in, yuh this a Big truck
Opps talk a lot, we gon spinnat--- (Bitch!)
Ya, Yaaaaaaaa
Cash, money, yea she love the thrill (Yaaaa)(Ahhhhhh)
(Bitch!)
How the world hatin, I'm the man still?
Tan, blue, and pink pills
Ran all through your hood
Draco, up the wood
Ya-Ya-Yaaaaa
Draco
(Bitch!)
Nigga fucked up, get your bag up
W-W-Wake up, make a ten piece on my ass yea
L-Love my BM, Send that money when I ask, yea
He gon duck, I drop that mask, yuh (Ahhhh)

(Suwoo)

$$$

KA$HDAMI