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(lyrics) 

black river..

said he sending missiles so we sending missiles back
he aint talking bout no bread so I cant get into dat
if you tryn be apart of the squad grab a gun u cannot lack
he wan go against the squad, swear to god he might just lose
put in pain right for da guys feel like presha got some wounds..

when im outside yea i keep a tool, you cant be my main thang you a a fool.
ion care what you talking about wan see my bro again
lost my watch and got it back so yk my wrist is froze again
said we shouldve been together, ye yea we shouldve been
hearing that you lost yo brudda wan spin back you lose again

tell dat hoe to slide to the crib got what u looking fo
only man i fear is god, ion fear u bro
all he do is smoke on boof boy i know you broke
she wan slide to the crib she wan give me dome ye

bad hoe wanna give me dome yea give dome yea
big ah draco take his fro yea take his fro yea
she gon eat me off da bone yea off da bone yea
know some niggas, kick yo door kick yo door yea
i don’t really like to party im going home yea..
she be doing hella molly I know she throwed yea
stupid nigga tryna try me and then he sold yea
wipe yo nose yea we so slimey we getcha gone yea

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(lyrics)

its me and burke we hang wit model hoes, im always wit my brudda cus he sticking to the code
a moncler coat for da winter its  getting cold
its getting cold outside its getting cold
we bring da hoes inside we bring da hoes
this hoe tryna hold my nine i tell her no
yea lets get this shit started, who bring the poles?
i make a bag off rapping pick yo shit up boy u slacking
how you do it? it just happen make him poof he gone like magic
fuh boy stop wit all that lacking thats that shit that get you clapped
we catch that boy inna field swear to god he getting sacked


im tryna shop at saint Laurent, he smoke on dank too much
the load pack cant face the must, cant even face the blunt
i cant even sip the mud no more it fuck my stomache up
yk im wit da guys we gon swerve in bently truck
watch out, watch out
she wan hang round wit da b’s (slat)
watch out, watch out
you wan hang around wit me yea?
tell me who stopping m-, aint nobody stopping me yet
stay on ya ps and qs them demons is watching me yea.

LETS GET THIS SHIT STARTED

produced by me and garments

(lyrics)

I think i had enough, all that shit u did
it aint adding up. calling up ya mans
betta call ya bluff, know a couple model hoes that wanna suck me up
im back in the function
all that shit u did it dont add up to nothing
i dont care what he saying sending shots at yo blood den
shoots at ya blood den

this a black river
goyard bag nigga
he fell in love wit dat hoe went out sad nigga
i told dat hoe she can keep the love you can have it
i told that nigga he can keep the swag he can have it
this a black river yk we causin havoc
this a black river yk we causin havoc
ik some niggas. get you gon for a bad bitch

I been on that drank still I think I need some help
Don’t care how you damn feel don’t care bout how u feel
My brudda ah fein he don’t care about his health 
caught the pack with one hand feeling like Odell 
had to cut him off he slimey he just like a snail
Nigga thinking that he can guard me boy like wth
and my brudda he like “free me” locked up wit no bail
thinking you can cheat on me, i wish you well
fuh boy know i keep that gen on me, i give em hell
she like kollege why u leaving me? this a kiss or tell
ik niggas want me gone like a fucking wishing well

IT AIN ADDING UP

FVRLCKEDIN / THEYALLSAY

LONGLIVE5
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Lyrics:
Rocking all black, Boolin in Gotham 
Couple h*es they blow up my jack, Got so much options 
Have my shooter come for yo neck, Come for you noggin 
She say I’m the only one lil b*tch I know u got some options
Well I got options too so b*tch it ain’t no problem 
Gotta run the money up that money keep on pieling 
Told that b*tch I gotta go that money keep on calling
Money blow my phone 
I told pop to T me up
Why yo h*e just hit me up
She said she just wanna f*ck and she said garments pick me up 
Yeah, I know sum n*ggas want my head I keep that semi tucked
Got to many options
To many options
So much h*e’s don’t know who to choose got to many options
I don’t know what car I should choose, what car I should drive yea
I don’t know what shoes I should choose, got so many options 

Yeah, my dawg told me to Ballout
You know I put that shit on feel like Babi Ballout
I-if I call my dawg up he’ll get you gone yeah
I done smoked a f*cking pound now im feeling gone yeah
I can’t feel my f*cking lungs body feeling numb yeah
In the stu I’m cooking up b*tch I’m in my zone yeah 
So much h*es that’s on my body I don’t got enough of em
So much hunnids in my pockets I don’t got enough of em

It’s so much h*es inside the truck can’t fit inside the cyber truck
I’m boolin with my dawgs wsp I told my boy pop T me up
This lil h*e wanna f*ck with us I told that lil h*e suck it up 
Me and pop go so much h*es I swear we got to many sluts 
and we pull up fly as f*ck black truck I swear they eat us up
Damn this black truck big as f*ck, it’s 5 percent it’s tinted up
All these h*es wanna come with us
I said they all can’t come with us
So many who should I choose
I might just say f*ck it and say wsp (might say wsp to all these h*es)

Rocking all black, Boolin in Gotham 
Couple h*es they blow up my jack, Got so much options 
Have my shooter come for yo neck, Come for you noggin 
She say I’m the only one lil b*tch I know u got some options
Well I got options too so b*tch it ain’t no problem 
Gotta run the money up that money keep on pieling 
Told that b*tch I gotta go that money keep on calling
Money blow my phone 
I told pop to T me up
Why yo h*e just hit me up
She said she just wanna f*ck and she said garments pick me up 
Yeah, I know sum n*ggas want my head I keep that semi tucked
Got to many options
To many options
So much h*e’s don’t know who to choose got to many options
I don’t know what car I should choose, what car I should drive yea
I don’t know what shoes I should choose, got so many options

Options

Lyrics

(Bee) (let’s go) (shit) she cannot fuck with the gang gang eugh choppa gonna leave him a stain baby I roll up the gas I take the perc I feel to crank I got a bad bitch she fuck with the gang gang bad ass bitch tryna fuck with the saint saint perc I’ll perc I’ll be okay pockets fat like Kirt Cobain eugh we don’t see the same like baby we don’t see the same eugh I had to jump in the tank with the sharks in the water I jump in the tank (chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh gop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh) ( I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands ) (Bee) (let’s go) (shit) she cannot fuck with the gang gang eugh choppa gonna leave him a stain baby I roll up the gas I take the perc I feel to crank I got a bad bitch she fuck with the gang gang bad ass bitch tryna fuck with the saint saint perc I’ll perc I’ll be okay pockets fat like Kirt Cobain eugh we don’t see the same like baby we don’t see the same eugh I had to jump in the tank with the sharks in the water I jump in the tank (chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh gop go buh buh buh chop go buh buh buh) ( I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands I got b- I got bands )

IT AIN ADDING UP

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