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$wifty - 🔥🔥🔥💨🎧🎙️

AUXILIARY

Blessed, I Guess

A.M. Flights (feat. Toosii)

Life of a DON

Smoke (feat. HVN & SoFaygo)

Under Investigation 3

Free Squeeze

DJ E.nyce Killn It On Da 1s & 2s " Y NOT "

DJ E.NYCE MERENGUE MAMBO,BACHATA,SALSA, DOMINICAN PALO MIXEAO

Drip Harder

Business Is Business

Don Q - "Everlasting"

fortnite rap battle> ian dior

waterfalls was here.

@ianndior - molly feat. bernard jabs (prod. nick mira)

Sueños

Otro Trago

Download Now! 

https://Empire.lnk.to/unluccy

Feel Ah Way

Hold My Glock - Single

Hold My Glock

Hold My Glock [Prod. @9kdagoat_]

Lil Baby- Wild Child Feat Noodah05 (unreleased Music)

Prod. By $wifty

If I got he got it
Big bro he toting a rocket
Way that I walk it I talk it
If I want it then I cop it
Ion give a fuck bout a lame nigga
We hit his bitch he afraid of us
I stay down with the same niggas
It's a shame you can't hang with us
If I got he got it
Big bro he toting a rocket
Way that I walk it I talk it
If I want it then I cop it
Ion give a fuck bout a lame nigga
We hit his bitch he afraid of us
I stay down with the same niggas
It's a shame you can't hang with us

It's a shame shame shame shame
That ain't your bitch nigga no it ain't
All these hoes they the same
All they want is a nigga bank
I can't break down no bank
I can't break off no change 
I can't give you no ring
I can't change your last name
I'm with my slimes
Doing that grime
It's my year
So I'm finna shine
Blowing her spine in pull her tracks
Blowing that cash and get the bag
I got bitches on my jack
Call me back call me back
My goal in life yeah to make it stack
I got them hoes yeah they running back
That bitch she crying tell that hoe relax
Push that hoe to the max yeah
Push the gas to the max
Pedal down to the floor
Spend it fast make it back
Spend it fast make it back
Everything I got gave it to my bros
Everything I got gave it to my woes
Pray to god lord knows 
Pray to god lord knows
I ain't going out sad nah nah nah, not no more
Me and my guys knocking down them doors, down them doors

If I got he got it
Big bro he toting a rocket
Way that I walk it I talk it
If I want it then I cop it
Ion give a fuck bout a lame nigga
We hit his bitch he afraid of us
I stay down with the same niggas
It's a shame you can't hang with us
If I got he got it
Big bro he toting a rocket
Way that I walk it I talk it
If I want it then I cop it
Ion give a fuck bout a lame nigga
We hit his bitch he afraid of us
I stay down with the same niggas
It's a shame you can't hang with us

World Tour

Rocket

Prod. By $wifty

Counting big ol guap yeah
Count them big ol knots yeah 
Niggas swear they hot we gon show em how we rock yeah
Yeah I need the guap yeah
This shit ain't gon stop yeah
Niggas swear they poppin we gon show em how to pop yeah
Niggas they all talk yeah
We don't like to talk yeah
I like talking money that's all I be talking
She put on a front yeah
Yeah she tryna fuck yeah
No this shit ain't funny only want the bucks yeah

All of these bitches they want me 
Only want the bucks yeah
All of these bitches they love me 
Only love the bucks yeah
Begging baby can you fund me
You can't get my bucks yeah
Asking baby do you love me
Bitch you out of luck yeah
I don't got love for no hoe
Only got love for the dough
Nigga you broke that's a no
Show you the way let's go
We can get right to the racks
Bitch I been stuck in the back
Now that I'm up in the front
All these hoes wanting me back
Cannot kick shit with you lame lil niggas
Stay with my bro that's the same old niggas
None of this fame gonna change a nigga 
Only thing change is the number of figures
We ain't the same I'm coming so different
Changing the game they tune in and listen
Pop at your brain we pull up with missles
Lil bro he shooting that boy on a mission
That boy he shooting that boy he ain't missing
Watch your mouth yeah watch how you dissing
Cooking shit yeah we stuck in the kitchen
Been broke yeah I show you how to get it

Counting big ol guap yeah
Count them big ol knots yeah 
Niggas swear they hot we gon show em how we rock yeah
Yeah I need the guap yeah
This shit ain't gon stop yeah
Niggas swear they poppin we gon show em how to pop yeah
Niggas they all talk yeah
We don't like to talk yeah
I like talking money that's all I be talking
She put on a front yeah
Yeah she tryna fuck yeah
No this shit ain't funny only want the bucks yeah

50-50

Prod. By $wifty

Yea my baby do it better
Yea she hold it down that's through whatever
I won't leave your side no I won't ever
Promise that we'll always be together
Yeah you made a nigga fall in love
Yeah we got them wishing they was us
If a nigga touch you he get touched 
Got my heart moving in a rush

I'm all yours and you know that
Move forward don't go back
No I don't ever wanna go back
Left a mark where my heart at
I got all this love don't show that
My heart is all yours and you know that
We gon hit them stores and we gon blow that
Yeah we picture perfect like it's Kodak
Working for the future babe I'm trying
Baby wipe your tears why you crying
I'm not playing games I ain't lying
Without you by my side feel like I'm dying
Babe you know I try
Yeah you know I'm trying 
You can see it in my eyes

Yea my baby do it better
Yea she hold it down that's through whatever
I won't leave your side no I won't ever
Promise that we'll always be together
Yeah you made a nigga fall in love
Yeah we got them wishing they was us
If a nigga touch you he get touched 
Got my heart moving in a rush

Do It Better

Prod. By $wifty

Niggas they can't touch this nigga wish they had what I have
Give a fuck bout the price whatchu want baby I'm popping the tag
Yeah you look so good that's why you got all these lil bitches out here mad
Yeah she gon do what she do my bitch ain't broke she got her own bag
Niggas they can't touch this nigga wish they had what I have
Give a fuck bout the price whatchu want baby I'm popping the tag
Yeah you look so good that's why you got all these lil bitches out here mad
Yeah she gon do what she do my bitch ain't broke she got her own bag

I cannot fuck with a bitch with no cash
I cannot fuck with a bitch with no bag
My bitch a boss yeah she got her own 
That's why these hoes always so mad
Tell that pussy boy watch his tone if he try my bitch then he gone
I ain't even wanna do it to em but I promise yeah we get em gone 
Middle finger to the coppers 
Tell them niggas come and stop us
Popping out they gon spot us
Talking down cause they not us
In discussion with these broke niggas yeah I had to go and change the topic
Out of town with a foreign whip my bitch whip big bodies  
If I got it then I got us
Love it when you wanna ride it 
Love feeling on your body
My bitch bad she exotic 
One of kind
You can't top this shit
I ain't even gon waste my time
I don't want no thot lil bitch 
Yea I promise she all mine
I don't wanna share that shit
Can't help it she fine
Might have to take that risk 
Boy do not step out of line 
We gon get you hit
I wanna blow out her spine
Yeah she be loving this dick

Niggas they can't touch this nigga wish they had what I have
Give a fuck bout the price whatchu want baby I'm popping the tag
Yeah you look so good that's why you got all these lil bitches out here mad
Yeah she gon do what she do my bitch ain't broke she got her own bag
Niggas they can't touch this nigga wish they had what I have
Give a fuck bout the price whatchu want baby I'm popping the tag
Yeah you look so good that's why you got all these lil bitches out here mad
Yeah she gon do what she do my bitch ain't broke she got her own bag