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Hurt.

Lyrics:

She want another round I got stamina

She want another round I got stamina
I keep a weapon on me imma pack him up
She dont fuck with you nigga cause you too regular
Bitch i got that choppa, nigga better back up
Back up, Nigga better back up
Bitch I got that choppa, nigga better back up
Back up, Nigga better back up
Bitch I got that choppa, nigga better back up

If she fuck with the gang, I might slap her
We can turn you to a ghost just like casper
Im sipping hella drank yeah in my bladder
You talk on the gang nigga you get stabbed up

I just smoked a strain now im high as hell
She said she want sex man i might aswell
Free MB in the wock man he'll never tell
Free MB in the wock he still in the cell

Bitch im from the block, nigga you should know this
We got hella cars we swerve in a lotus
Bitch im way too high, baby i cant focus
We got hella glocks nigga that we're toting 

She want another round I got stamina
I keep a weapon on me imma pack him up
She dont fuck with you nigga cause you too regular
Bitch i got that choppa, nigga better back up
Back up, Nigga better back up
Bitch I got that choppa, nigga better back up
Back up, Nigga better back up
Bitch I got that choppa, nigga better back up

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Lyrics:

Lucii got the Soss 

I got choppas by my side boy
You dont wanna try it boy
We can take your life boy
My shooters ready to take it
I was with her for one minute
now she already naked

My blick my fire
Got the chop' by my side
Got fours in my lean 
That i pour im too high
And the gang we outside
And my bitch we inside
And the opps they hide
She bad, She fine

Lemme pour up Fiiii 
We'll be high when i show up
Deep up in her throat she might throw up
She leaning on me, on my shoulder

Ok, the choppa might blast you into space
I dont know where
She wanna fuck with me Yeah yeah yeah
Out of no where
I heard the opps outside so yeah i might bring my pole there

I got choppas by my side boy
You dont wanna try it boy
We can take your life boy
My shooters ready to take it
I was with her for one minute
now she already naked

My blick my fire
Got the chop' by my side
Got fours in my lean 
That i pour im too high
And the gang we outside
And my bitch we inside
And the opps they hide
She bad, She fine

myside

Lyrics:

I spill lean on my jeans
I Just wan' fuck on my queen 
Im too high im too geeked
Im on some ecstacy
Im tryna fuck her for free
She already know how it be
She already know how it be

Who the fuck is that knocking on my door
Im in her cat tryna make that pussy roar
Free my nigga yeah he bout' to go to court
You see my cup bitch im bout' to pour some fours

She like what i do
She wan' fuck with me
She aint fuckin' you
You aint even shit nigga
You aint even fuckin' poop
Diamonds, man you see the jewels
Bitch I always keep my tool
Like im tryna fix a pipe

Oops we made a puddle man 
Put the wet floor sign
We in a rush shawty 
Hell nah we aint got no time
16, I was with my niggas doing hella crimes
We got nitties on the trap phone calling up the line

I just turn up
Bitch i got my choppa, yeah my burner
He didnt learn his lesson, turn him to a learner
Yeah she eat it up like a motherfuckin' burger 

I dont even know like
Shawty is, is you feelin me
Im feeling you like
Whatchu tryna do
Im tryna, Im tryna go in there
Im tryna go crazy, Im tryna go brazy

Can you see, look at the sky
all this time with me

Do you feel, Do you feel romantic when you with me outside
Im with the gang shawty yeah i got mob ties

I spill lean on my jeans
I Just wan' fuck on my queen 
Im too high im too geeked
Im on some ecstacy
Im tryna fuck her for free
She already know how it be
She already know how it be

Who the fuck is that knocking on my door
Im in her cat tryna make that pussy roar
Free my nigga yeah he bout' to go to court
You see my cup bitch im bout' to pour some fours

knockdown

Lyrics:

Huh, WOCKHARDT

Im thinkin bout' everything
Im thinkin bout' everything
Might get this hoe a wedding ring
Purple Drank thats my favourite drink
Pour the wock Pour my drank
Im in the sky, Im in space

Im in pluto, Im in mars
Bitch im higher than the stars
Bad bitches, Fancy cars
She gotta fat pussy, it make it hard
Use my aim like im throwin' darts
Bitch i got some black hearts
Bitch i got a black car
Bitch we taking hella narc's

Told my bro to pour up
Sip too much might throw up
She tryna get lower so we getting lower
Diamonds make me colder
Codiene my soda, Codiene my soda
Codiene my soda

Im tryna go greece shawty
I'll take you to greece shawty
I got wock shawty i got hella lean shawty
I got percs shawty i got hella beans shawty

I got drugs for ya',  I got drugs yeah
She wan' fuck now Yeah tell her fuck yeah
Im counting my cash shawty I'll keep it a buck yeah
Bitch i wanna fuck yeah, Bitch i wanna fuck yeah

Huh, WOCKHARDT

Im thinkin bout' everything
Im thinkin bout' everything
Might get this hoe a wedding ring
Purple Drank thats my favourite drink
Pour the wock Pour my drank
Im in the sky, Im in space

Im in pluto, Im in mars
Bitch im higher than the stars
Bad bitches, Fancy cars
She gotta fat pussy, it make it hard
Use my aim like im throwin' darts
Bitch i got some black hearts
Bitch i got a black car
Bitch we taking hella narc's

soover

Lyrics:

Yeah
My shawty got chromehearts on her nails
I was born bitch to win not fail
Free MB yeah yeah he in jail
Free MB yeah he still locked in his cell
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah

Police on my block think they got a problem
They dont like us winning but nigga we got no option
We puttin' opps in coffins
Bitch we in Croydon
GOTHAM
Ok
Theres no cap in this shit
Niggas keep rapping n' shit
I dont like when they speak
Me and my shawty we geeked
We the Twin Freaks
We the Twin Freaks, she like when she fuck me

My shawty got chromehearts on her nails
I was born bitch to win not fail
Free MB yeah yeah he in jail
Free MB yeah he still locked in his cell
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah
Free MB yeah yeah

chromeheartz

Lyrics:

Ok we got hella percs and drank
We got hella guns and things
Nigga we be shankin things
We be running from the feds
Nigga try me hit your head
Free my bro he locked in pen
She like how i represent (the gang!)

I dont need your fuckin' friends
I dont need your fucking crew
Bitch im from the avenue
If you fuckin with the opps 
Just know my niggas stabbin you
And they also getting them
You cant even be their friends

Watch who you chill with nigga
You can get hit quick
Like Lil Yachty give us One Night
And we gon' hit that lick
Feds on the block they caught us on some stupid shit
They took the handcuffs off cause they didnt find my weapon

My niggas stepping steppin
Whatchu you reppin
You rep the opps
Send em right to heaven
Or right to hell 
Free MB still in the cell
Im so comfy in my hood 
I dont know about them

Ok we got hella percs and drank
We got hella guns and things
Nigga we be shankin things
We be running from the feds
Nigga try me hit your head
Free my bro he locked in pen
She like how i represent (the gang!)

Ok we got hella percs and drank
We got hella guns and things
Nigga we be shankin things
We be running from the feds
Nigga try me hit your head
Free my bro he locked in pen
She like how i represent (the gang!)


Its the fact everytime i think about you
Its like theres a smile on my face 
Like how can i even 
How can i beat the
How can i beat the allegations

wock.

Lyrics:

So whens the, like the deluxe 
Or next album dropping
Play track 2

Yeah, Yeah
She fucking with me cause i told her lets go (go, go)
(blah,yeah,blah)
She fucking with me cause i told her lets go (go, go)
(blah,yeah,blah)
Yeah bitch i got a bean, bitch im about to pop 2
Nigga talking all that shit bitch we bout' to pop you
Bitch we bout' to pop him 
Bitch we bout' to blow a fuse

Then we put him on the news just like carti
Im too physical im feeling on her body
My bro shooting all them shots just like kyrie
He was talking we gon' make a nigga sorry

Say that, Say that
She fucking with me cause a nigga really laid back
He try rob my nigga so we got pay back
I heard a nigga owe me so he gotta pay back
Pay back 
Pay that money back lil' nigga you aint running
I got whole lotta guns we be thuggin
I got whole lotta weapons that the police tryna find

Yeah my shawty really fine not kinda
And I swear ill buy her all the designer
We both from Africa, Yeah Yeah Wakanda
And my shooter shoot just like Mo Bamba

Yeah, Yeah
She fucking with me cause i told her lets go (go, go)
(blah,yeah,blah)
She fucking with me cause i told her lets go (go, go)
(blah,yeah,blah)
Yeah bitch i got a bean, bitch im about to pop 2
Nigga talking all that shit bitch we bout' to pop you
Bitch we bout' to pop him 
Bitch we bout' to blow a fuse

Then we put him on the news just like carti
Im too physical im feeling on her body
My bro shooting all them shots just like kyrie
He was talking we gon' make a nigga sorry

lyrics:

My cup pink 
Bitch im sipping red
Blick by my side, Imma leave them dead
I been on some different shit, I cant comprehend
She fallin' in love, we be holding hands

My cup pink 
Bitch im sipping red
Blick by my side, Imma leave them dead
I been on some different shit, I cant comprehend
She fallin' in love, we be holding hands

Ok We got poles but this not a strip club
I was southside selling crack, drug dealer
Shawty ill get it across, yeah i feel ya'
(Blah Blah)
We killing the opps now
We smoking the opps now
He talking about gang 
But he not really gang now
Have to have my choppa 
By my side, we gon' take him out
(Yeah, Yeah)
Take him out he cant come back
We got choppas in the back
We dont really fuck with rats

My cup pink 
Bitch im sipping red
Blick by my side, Imma leave them dead
I been on some different shit, I cant comprehend
She fallin' in love, we be holding hands

My cup pink 
Bitch im sipping red
Blick by my side, Imma leave them dead
I been on some different shit, I cant comprehend
She fallin' in love, we be holding hands

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