801pts - Yep

Explicit.

7eddy - Red Flags

Prod. PetRan


Lyrics:
Yeah
Huh
Wake up just to

Yeah yeah uh
Wake up, wake up just uh huh
Wake up just to run the checks
Imma, Imma count them bands
Count em, count em for my ex
She, she don't want me back
That's okay cuz I'm up next huh
I'm really in my bag
Wake up, wake up just to
Wake up just to run it I'm countin these hunnids
Ah I already done it you don't need to run it
I'm smokin on honey, bad ho say she love me
Imma write some shit then turn it into money

They know what the fuck I'm on
Bad bitch said that I got red flags
And she still comin home
Ask that boy where is yo racks at
I'm like boy where they gone
Bad bitch send me on yo cash app
She bought some Saint Laurent 
Yeah she said Eddy you so evil you so cold
I said bih that's cuz my neck really on froze
Never trust a bitch I never trust a ho
That's why they hate me when they see me on the (road)

(Woah)
Yea in a Rari
I been doin what I can I'm not sayin sorry
(Yeah)
You can catch me at the after party
Give a fuck bout what you say
I just want your body

Yeah yeah uh
Wake up, wake up just uh huh
Wake up just to run the checks
Imma, Imma count them bands
Count em, count em for my ex
She, she don't want me back
That's okay cuz I'm up next huh
I'm really in my bag
Wake up, wake up just to
Wake up just to run it I'm countin these hunnids
Ah I already done it you don't need to run it
I'm smokin on honey, bad ho say she love me
Imma write some shit then turn it into money

Red Flags [prod. PetRan]

spend dat bag n made it back
i luv my bad hoe$
he wan smoke i call up gang n kick yo back door
i luv dat pack yuh
n dat cash flow
another day another mf bag ho

put a hole up innem jus like a bagel
i smoke dat gas bx i think im bouta k.o
came up on racks told my mom we'll be okay yuh
watch how i pour dis syrup in dis faygo

margiela margiela margiela all up on my body 
we knock u jus like fortnite
yo boy hadda pick yo body up
listen to dat money 
u cant tell me nothin
i aint had nobody
they gon leave u runnin bruh

im tryna smoke dat gas
dis dat new pack 
ian go to class
im not tryna do that
bx im tryna crash
we gon do em bad
see u flexin racks
u finna lose dat

we gon b alright
we gon b okay
nothin matters as long as we gettin paid (x2)

bx i sip dat scripture 
n i cut dat lil bx out da picture
wat u want from me bro u cant get nun
im tryn get rich, racks get sum

i cant show u love
if u wont show me nothin
bx i sip dat tussin
these racks u not touchin
bx i cannot trust shi
im off dem fckn drugs bx
o yea i fckn <3 it

another day prod iso & boolymon

Explicit.

7eddy - CLASSIC MF

prod. 1wayOut

LYRICS:

I'm really savage uh huh
I need a bad bitch uh huh
I don't want average uh huh yeah
I bought a new time piece uh huh
I'm with some fine shyt uh huh
She sit on my dick uh huh yeah

I'm a classic mf I'm the baddest
Brand new bag you bought my bitch already had it
Talkin shit that boy a fan yeah
They can't catch cuz them boys are really laggin
Huh huh yeah said bitch I'm a vet
I'm making that pussy to wet
I'm talkin bout diamond baguettes
I ain't fuckin with you, you a loser
Don't be talkin some shit you'll regret
What you talkin bout you got no shooters
I can fuck up your life that's a fact yeah

Yeah and nobody fuck with you
Yeah I dropped the bag that they runnin to
When I walk in the crib that's a W
When I fuck on yo bitch and she love it too
And you know Imma do what the money do
Comin in Imma move like a Russian
Brand new chain and you know that shit bussin
Why the fuck did you come you ain't clutchin
Fuck you bitches talking shit up on my name
I walk around and that bih wanna fuck on me
Cuz I got diamonds dancin off my chain
I know it's fake when they say they got love for me
That's how it really is up in this game
She hit my phone and she say that she done with me
You just a pussy bitch and you a lame
All you pussy boys are dead to me
Got about a thousand enemies
Remember everything they said to me
This shit gon make me catch a felony
Pushin five I'm the top tier
Shorty shake it tell her god damn
All my brothers got it locked down
I'mma make the pussy bow down

I'm really savage uh huh
I need a bad bitch uh huh
I don't want average uh huh yeah
I bought a new time piece uh huh
I'm with some fine shyt uh huh
She sit on my dick uh huh yeah

I'm a classic mf I'm the baddest
Brand new bag you bought my bitch already had it
Talkin shit that boy a fan yeah
They can't catch cuz them boys are really laggin
Huh huh yeah said bitch I'm a vet
I'm making that pussy to wet
I'm talkin bout diamond baguettes
I ain't fuckin with you, you a loser
Don't be talkin some shit you'll regret
What you talkin bout you got no shooters
I can fuck up your life that's a fact yeah

slayed

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