M4DE IT

(BBY$EX)

dnt tell on yaself,  uh- i kno u after my wealth (uh) for u enough is neva enough 

u gon leave when it get rough, but i thought we was in love 

she bout 2 throw dat ass back she wan fuk (yea)

shawty real real bad n she kno, (yea) im bouta throw a lil cash in hea (yea)

bae don’t move 2 fast in hea,(yea) im 2 hi i might crash da whip, shawty shaking ass n its lookn real plump

miniskirt on showin ha lovely lady lump

verse:
drinking all night she was onna bottle run, iced out my wrist ion rlly give a fuk

lil SEX, bitch im one of one she come skraight home, and eat me up

im in clayco, 2 phones like a nigga kevin gates tho, dis sht get tough gotta lay low, goin brazy i been ballin all day hoe

bitch im inna party, wit switch on me, plz don’t step on my g fazos 

but i kno wat u want lil baby, u jus on me cuz im next

u can do wat u want lil baby, but u gotta get outta my head

i been fukn ha fa hours she kno dat i got power

even hit it in da shower dat lil bitch get devoured, she threw in da towel iah dunk onna bitch like howard

said u was gon kill me when u seen me nigga now wat?

itz da villain blowin up he higher den a tower, i made my bitch mad at me she jus gon get sum flowers

hook:
uh- dnt tell on yaself, ahh 

i kno u after my wealth (i kno it) for u enough is neva enough 

but i thought we was in love 

she bout 2 throw dat ass back she wan fuk (yea)

shawty real real bad n she kno, im bouta throw a lil cash in hea

bae don’t move 2 fast in hea im 2 hi i might crash da whip, shawty shaking ass n its lookn real plump

miniskirt on showin ha lovely lady lump

DNT TELL ON YASELF

beanonx - thots (baby mexico)

@rickityyrackzz @onyepercy

no pills I’m still geekin up
no pills I’m still geekin up
white plug he look jus like trump 
white plug he look like, huh

bih callin im not picking up, 
after i fuck her i had get the fuck,
I paint a picture on her face like what?, 
I paint da lil bx face wit da nut
African bx and she got a big butt,
African boy living American, 
I heard dat boy live and die by the gun, 
his mother gon have to pick up her son, 
his mother gon have to pick up her son, 
his mother gon have to pick up her son,
I know a emo bx maleficent, 
I know a good girl she so cunt, yea
I know a hood girl she sell runts she’ll set up da play at the back of da bus,
dis lil bih give permission to shoot it in, open dat lil bitch and den I buss,
nigga keep sayin he was him like back in da day the nigga had fell off like Russ,
niggas be broke asf still working minimum wage dis nigga still riding da bus

I take the last shot fans screaming my name like haliburton in the clutch,
I’m off da loose leaf not no dutch

why dis bx playin im tryna fuck
why dis bx playin im tryna fuck 
nigga know it’s young Bansworld it’s us 
yea you know it’s young Bansworld it’s us 
when them hoes out it’s always a plus!
when them sharks out you bet grab yo slut 
when them sharks out you bet watch yo slut 
I’m tryna change dis bih lifestyle like what?,
she just went celine i was like what?
she just went issey i was like what!?
she just went number nine im like what!?
she say she tryna fuck me, say what?
she say she tryna fuck me, say less!

mm dese nigs ain’t talm bout nun, I tell da fuck ahh boy, saydat! 
tender ahh nigga gettin pressed bout buns, chop make da fuck ah boy back back!
Rickityyrackzz I’m the one saydat!
Puttin belt to dey ass like dem boys been bad,
rockin the gold feelin like Trinidad,
I just iso’d his hoe now dat lil nigga mad!,
I went bazoo and alyx for my wrist,
I went supreme drawls for da dick,
dis bx fell in love w my dick
dese niggas fallin in love with the bitches that be fallin in love w my dick 
say

#NOPILLS [onyepercy]

omertagoon ft. dellyvadova - threesixtyfive

V4L [Glory]

Tali Propaganda (Mixtchy)

AS I WANT (Prod. Noloove & Peace)

Kraze (Drewmfs, Jameson, Firemane)

Lyrics : 




I’m not at my highest yet 
I wanna go private jet 
Nah I gotta go Amg 
Nah Im probably doing adlibs, Ion even sleep 
I know you did, you wrong 
You tryna play like we kids, we grown 
Somewhere cooking up that’s where I be 
Transparent how you acting 
I see through it 
You came up off beamers 
Not used to no Buick

I showed you the proof now you tryna clueless
Just got a text say don’t stop making music 
Up in the bed, That’s just how I do it 
Up in the bed, She want me to do her 

That’s another check Nike I just do it 
Damn another bitch I’m putting out the door
Just hand me a bag pass that to my mom
Got a text from my dad say he like my songs
I’m the type nigga not checking no phone
Them all your decisions you know what you Doing 

I cannot stress about it
Keep on talking my shit eventually my shit go up North 
I took my glasses off
This bitch can’t control herself tryna jump on me 
Like we in Skyzone or some tryna flip on me 
This dope way too loud 
Throw that shit in the trunk 
I got shawty mad like I voted for Trump 
Tryna air this shit out, this bitch smell like a Skunk
Just stop all that talking, Okay thats enough 
You either gone do it or shut the fuck up
This shit gotta go up cause I feel like 

I’m not at my highest yet 
I wanna go private jet 
Nah I gotta go Amg 
Nah Im probably doing adlibs, Ion even sleep 
I know you did, you wrong 
You tryna play like we kids, we grown 
Somewhere cooking up that’s where I be 
Transparent how you acting 
I see through it 
You came up off beamers 
Not used to no Buick

I showed you the proof now you tryna clueless
Just got a text say don’t stop making music 
Up in the bed, That’s just how I do it 
Up in the bed, She want me to do her 

That’s another check Nike I just do it 
Damn another bitch I’m putting out the door
Just hand me a bag pass that to my mom
Got a text from my dad say he like my songs
I’m the type nigga not checking no phone
Them all your decisions you know what you Doing 

Ima just leave that up to you girl
You ain’t dumb, you know what you doing
You ain’t dumb, why you acting clueless
I’m not done Ima keep on moving past 

I’m not at my highest yet 
I wanna go private jet 
Nah I gotta go Amg 
Nah Im probably doing adlibs, Ion even sleep 
I know you did, you wrong 
You tryna play like we kids, we grown 
Somewhere cooking up that’s where I be 
Transparent how you acting 
I see through it 
You came up off beamers 
Not used to no Buick

I showed you the proof now you tryna clueless
Just got a text say don’t stop making music

beanonx - thots (baby mexico)

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