Gimme Bucks (hbwtf)

yea lil junk jus walked inna building
can't fuck with no skank ho
i'm protecting all my feelings
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin

hey shawty ain't talk inna minute
not fuckin wit me? 
stay on that side it's cool, yea i get it
stop playin wit me
Comme Garcon on the kicks, yea i did it
i'm playing for keeps
no i can't fumble that ball
you don't know that feeling
i'm shootin from 3
XD put a whole 0 in chest, like Lillard
Plain Jane
let's hit up J. Dang
i want a Plain Jane
they servin white ho
at the party Lois Lane
she gave me narcos
don't slip nun in my drank

hey no
it's okay to say no
it's okay to be alone
take you where you can't go
tell me why is it so wrong
to feel this way though?
i'll fuck around and get gone
to a different place bro
new whip, hop out and vroom
these drugs takin me to the moon
that nigga my son and he know
ima show em his mom if he don't
that nigga can't fuck with me though
new Marni, Balenci the coat
Yulondia breakin the code
no i'm not stoppin, no no i'm not poppin
till they treating this shit like a cult


yea lil junk jus walked inna building
can't fuck with no skank ho
i'm protecting all my feelings
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin
yea lil junk jus walked inna building
can't fuck with no skank ho
i'm protecting all my feelings
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin
purple cup like Saints Row
my mom don't know i'm sinnin

SAINTS ROW

prod. t9xnickk

www.instagram.com/cdturnup/

Lyrics - 
Yeah
Yeah
Turn up the music, yeah
It's time to get fried
I'm like, baby, come and hop inside
Yeah
Freak bitch top me while I drive
3.5 in the blunt, spark, fly
Hashtag expensive, shit up on my mind
See me flexin, you mad as hell on my live

Two hands while she ride
I get too high, I might die
When you talk to me, baby, please do not lie
I can see everything through your eyes
She like"How you know that?"
Bitch, I read your mind
Big stick, blow that if you come and try
I'll still be making money if I die
It's all gon' be so funny when I sign

Yeah
Yeah
Turn up the music, yeah
It's time to get fried
I'm like, baby, come and hop inside
Yeah
Freak bitch top me while I drive
3.5 in the blunt, spark, fly
Hashtag expensive, shit up on my mind
See me flexin, you mad as hell on my live

turn it up

Booly No Doubt ft worsechild (Produced by Yo3vr)

lyrics

(Revived)
I want you to pick my brain
(Withyerr)
What- wh- what should we do today?
I told you sometimes I need my space 
But I want you anyway
It hurt me when we go back and forth
But you seem to love the pain
She said her ex is lame
But i'll buy her anything
BME you not part of the gang
Me and Mud in the club making this hoe rain
Matte black, matte range
In this bitch rockin' Hedi Slimane
I know- I know your life hurts you just wanna runaway
I know your heart burns you missin' me everyday
Jus- just call my phone we can talk about anything
Uh uh
Have you ever been to Spain? 
Cause I'll take you anywhere you want
I know you heard of me
I got lean in my arteries
Can you be my dream, your apart of me
(You're the biggest part of me)
I know it hurts give it all to me
I'll take it all away
I was just tryn' get off starting base
In the crib we listen to The Fray
Bumpin' my tracks in a Bentley Mulsanne
I get money like I did Squid Games
I'm not fair I don't play that way
In the range tryna crack my aim
Ooo, I bet she scream my name
But not you cause she wont scream lame
Because your name Lame
Becuase you a fucking lame
I went crazy off marijuana
I was hearing them voices mayn
You're not God, Imma do what i wanna
Took his chain, Boonk gang, John Gabbana
Fuck, fuck
I done drunk the whole bottle
Push the whip cause I fucked the whole throttle
I'm so sad I wont see you tommorow
I love you to the moon like Apollo
(I love you to the moon like Apollo)
I love you to the moon

I want you to pick my brain
What- wh- what should we do today?
I told you sometimes I need my space 
But I want you anyway
It hurt me when we go back and forth
But you seem to love the pain
She said her ex is lame
But i'll buy her anything
BME you not part of the gang
Me and Mud in the club making this hoe rain
Matte black, matte range
In this bitch rockin' Hedi Slimane
I know- I know your life hurts you just wanna runaway
I know your heart burns you missin' me everyday
Jus- just call my phone we can talk about anything
Uh uh
Have you ever been to Spain? 
Cause I'll take you anywhere you want
I know you heard of me
I got lean in my arteries
Can you be my dream, your apart of me
(You're the biggest part of me)
I know it hurts give it all to me
I'll take it all away
I was just tryn' get off starting base
In the crib we listen to The Fray
Bumpin' my tracks in a Bentley Mulsanne
I get money like I did Squid Games
I'm not fair I don't play that way
In the range tryna crack my aim
(In the range tryna crack my aim)
(In the range tryna crack my aim)

ouiyeh

Manifest