prod A9

Produced by Murfee
Vocals & Lyrics by Reign
Mixed & Mastered by Reign

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Lyrics :

yea wit my twin, yea we boolin ya
im wit my twin, yea we coolin ya
brand new FN get you-
brand new FN get you booted ya
im wit my slime, shootin thru that yuh
im wit my slime, shootin thru that yuh
if you wanna slide, do it do it yuh
if you wanna slide, do it do it yuh
yea we outside, shootin shootin yuh
yea we outside, shootin shootin yuh
big FN, power up like x-men, im wit da best men
bad hoe she wanna cheat with me, like onto the next man
I just popped a xan, I popped two xans, where the next xan?
shooter on speed dial, nigga talkin bout “who you textin?”
I was parked out north side with my stick, niggas was flexin
bad hoe tryna tap in wit me, told her get in yuh
dis hoe want the dick, I told her she could get it yuh
slide down with this heavy artillery, movin weapons yuh
told bro just get steppin, told him put some pep in 
bad hoe tryna know where im at, I told her tap in
slide down with a FN, get you blitzed like janken
you get punched like tekken, nigga who you jackin?
chrome.. on my tee and on my jacket
I get money, omg yea niggas really cappin

yea wit my twin, yea we boolin ya
im wit my twin, yea we coolin ya
brand new FN get you-
brand new FN get you booted ya
im wit my slime, shootin thru that yuh
im wit my slime, shootin thru that yuh
if you wanna slide, do it do it yuh
if you wanna slide, do it do it yuh
yea we outside, shootin shootin yuh
yea we outside, shootin shootin yuh
big FN, power up like x-men, im wit da best men
bad hoe she wanna cheat with me, like onto the next man
I just popped a xan, I popped two xans, where the next xan?
shooter on speed dial, nigga talkin bout “who you textin?”
I was parked out north side with my stick, niggas was flexin

x-men

Chrous: 
played n controlled wit ya mind on u hoes (heard me)
im not fuckin wit nun dese hoes
why dese niggas think im holy
boy i been sober (been sober)
why dey hexxin ion know (ionn)
what dat hoe been sayin 
man she think this shi a game (think this shi a game)
was my day 1 mans 
why da fuck dat boy so lame (why tf dat boy so lame??)
think he trippin cuz he cant (trippin cuz he cant [he think he ain trippin])
and i smoke doja cuz i can (doja cuz i can)
im at dat function yo bitch faint (fainting)
cuz you ain never throw no band (ya)

Verse:
I done had sum percocets sum molly n sum mo 
bad trip off a xan
said i wouldnt do it no mo
bad feelings with dat bitch
swea i cant trust no mo hoes
show me wha u on
share dat fuckin codeine
bitch im way 2 bayse (bitch im way 2 this LOLLL)
did he beat dat case (did he beat that bitch)
had a change in pace (ya yuh)
pocket fat like caseoh (blrrt frrt)
pocket fulla queso (pocket fulla que)
niggas mad k so (mad okay)
give dat boy a halo

Chrous: 
nigga swear he know me
played n controlled wit ya mind on u hoes 
im not fuckin wit nun dese hoes
why dese niggas think im holy
boy i been sober 
why dey hexxin ion know 
what dat hoe been sayin 
man she think this shi a game 
was my day 1 mans 
why da fuck dat boy so lame 
think he trippin cuz he cant [he think he ain trippin]
and i smoke doja cuz i can 
im at dat function yo bitch faint
cuz you ain never throw no band

bayse (kim + redituh)

Amen. [Produced By Keji]

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(haha)

bitch that nga lame as fuck
(oh yeah)
bitch you wrong, yuh
b-bitch you wrong, yuh
uh, he get gut
poke him out, i'm tryna see sumn
bitch a smut, poke it out, i'm tryna see sumn
want no bentley truck
i'm tryn' slide, where the key go?
yeah, in my cup (yeah)
do too much, i feel like nigo
t-this hoe tryn' pursue a nga
p-put in work, i get bigger
tryn' put some pounds on her figure

w-wake up, brush my teeth
t-this hoe like chief, yeah
smoke, sleep, repeat
talm' bout bro, "please don't cheef"
my bro slime but he- (slime but he)
slime but it's cool with me
opp gotta tell the troop retreat
bitch don't wanna tell the-
bitch don't wanna tell the tru-
bitch don't wanna tell the truth, it's sweet

f-feel like yugi
bitch got brace, in ha mouth
i-i'm tryn' face, t-take em out
i got f-faith, he got grace
twin could've faced him but he ain't want to
binary eraser, put it on my tool
tryn' go cancun, with my handle
light a candle, for my dead bro

want no bentley truck
i'm tryn' slide, where the key go?
i just get booted up, like booted up, with my migo
t-this hoe tryn' pursue a nga
p-put in work, i get bigger
tryn' put some pounds on her figure, yeah
wake up, brush my teeth (uh)
told slime, "say cheese" (yuh)
one eye open in my slumber
don't want get creeped on
you ain't got on no cool, lil bae
yeah, this lil bitch trim on god
got alyx on em, no i ain't meet with em
twin got tool with him, yuh

(i call up slatt)
(call up slatt)
(what?, yeah)

what it gotta do with him?
that's why the mf crew with him
i call up slatt

migo

Kiss

production by undeadmanwalking
vocals done by cahri, sakai & reign
mixed & mastered by reign


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(Big ass dray dray, Call out Mayday)

(Slice em' for that payday)

Ahh

Fuck nigga come around when he want sum
Chasin' dollars he gon turn on you for a lump sum
Wave him down here, tryna introduce the new me
Meet my brand new pipe, gon buy yo head a smoothie
Countless roads, not really sure where I went wrong
Catch this metal, give a fuck bout' what you bench on
Cuttin' ties and the service, I don't miss y'all
Make a move it's gon turn into "Rest In Piss" dawg

Ion know why niggas jus be tryna start some shit, like
Just go get yo money
Aye man, um, can I ask you a question?

Why you starin? That's creepy
My neck jus wet like squeegee
Wit my bro, Waluigi
Two plus one, we three deep
My girl beat bitches, she a meanie
Take me out and treat me
Just steal my soul she eat me
Don't ever think she gon' leave me
I'm talkin shit, I'm a friendly fellow
Real proper wit a side of ghetto
Like that ass fat, plate of jello
Tell her "cmon I'm tryna be flattened"
Introvert, not tryna say hello
Slap a bald nigga, slap that melon
Creep up on me, you'll catch that blammer
Judge Judy, I got that hammer

Fuck nigga come around when he want sum
Chasin' dollars he gon turn on you for a lump sum
Wave him down here, tryna introduce the new me
Meet my brand new pipe, gon buy yo head a smoothie
Countless roads, not really sure where I went wrong
Catch this metal, give a fuck bout' what you bench on
Cuttin' ties and the service, I don't miss y'all
Make a move it's gon turn into "Rest In Piss" dawg

(Powering Down)

Kiss

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