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pink (usaidbanko)

sick (fuctjin)

eye 4 eye

Vengeance ft. nioglory

prod. @leoproduced

lyrics: 
Rollin woods got my hands dirty
Yeah, Binary trigger and it hold a 30
Try and step up, shit gon get ugly
I don't want your bitch, but your bitch want me

Cop some LV 
Turning 16 
Yeah, shit been gettin real, I done seen some things 
you not in the field, you lil niggas phony
I be sippin dirty
New margiela on me

Yeah, nigga what
I jus want the bucks
Fill it up with runtz 
I jus poured a cup
We be pouring up 
I dont want your hoe, I jus want a nut

Rollin woods got my hands dirty
trigger binary, and it hold a 30
If he tryna step up, leave him messi

Rollin woods got my hands dirty
Yeah, Binary trigger and it hold a 30
Try and step up, shit gon get ugly
I don't want your bitch, but your bitch want me

Cop some LV 
Turning 16 
Yeah, shit been gettin real, I done seen some things 
You not in the field, you lil niggas phony
I be sippin dirty
New margiela on me

Yeah, nigga what
I jus want the bucks
Fill it up with runtz 
I jus poured a cup
We be pouring up 
I dont want your hoe, I jus want a nut

6teen

prod. sxprano

Lyrics: 
I been getting high, in this coupe 
When his brother died, what he do? 
When this bitch lie, hurt my feelings 
Money now stars on the ceiling 
Got a nigga high, penicillin
Bitch know that i wanna see you
I wanna see you 
Dont care what they do 
Money finna come thru 
I knew this bitch was bad news 
I’m not tryna hurt you 
I’m off a cart how i lose screws 
Niggas move how i move 
Yeah, niggas copy sounds what they doing? 
Yeah, you tryna bite my flow but you can’t do it 
Yeah, plug wont text me back im finna lose it 
Yeah, she know if she text my phone im finna bruise it yeah, 

I been getting high, in this coupe 
When his brother died, what he do? 
When this bitch lie, hurt my feelings 
Money now stars on the ceiling 
Got a nigga high, penicillin
Bitch know that i wanna see you
I wanna see you 
Dont care what they do 
Money finna come thru 
I knew this bitch was bad news 
I’m not tryna hurt you 
I’m off a cart how i lose screws 
Niggas move how i move , yeah 
Niggas move how i move , yeah

see you (money problems)

#CMM

Lyrics:
I be making songs for the trappers and scammers
Nigga ass unknown if we catch him we blam em 
He ain keep it P, still got put behind the slammer
Nigga sippin green, wonder why that boy cant stand up

Only fuck on fine shit
Think she playing mind games
Falling for my mind tricks 
She think ima cuff her
She must be a dumb bitch 
Niggas always cloning 
Lil boy find your own shit 
Niggas could not buy swag
I wouldn't even loan it

This that cash making music!!!
Buy designer bags get the pussy, I abuse it
She get mad when ion text back she gon lose it
In a widebody hellcat bitch we cruisin 

This that getting to the money music 
Yeah im sittin back getting to the money boolin 
Ain no dumb ass nigga who the fuck you foolin

Yeah im sittin back, and I watch that lil shit coming in
Nigga spin back, ima kill another one of your men 
Nigga stand back, nigga come up close he could get hit
Got a bad bitch she gon pull up she gon suck dis dick 

Ain no famine all my motherfuckin family fed
Got some bad shit, she tryn pull up play wit a nigga dreads
My lil brudda a bad jit, tell him to keep playing round gon end up dead

I go thru shit to, I jus do not let them know 
My lil brudda came thru trippin crackas knocking at my door
My young niggas in that field, call my niggas up dat score
I jus got a 100 round aim that shit at your afro
How da fuck do that shit sound? 
Bitch have anything you want
Caught that nigga outta bounds 
Now that nigga outta luck

I be making songs for the trappers and scammers
Nigga ass unknown if we catch him we blam em 
He ain keep it P, still got put behind the slammer
Nigga sippin green, wonder why that boy cant stand up

Only fuck on fine shit
Think she playing mind games
Falling for my mind tricks 
She think ima cuff her
She must be a dumb bitch 
Niggas always cloning 
Lil boy find your own shit 
Niggas could not buy swag
I wouldn't even loan it

This that cash making music!!!
Buy designer bags get the pussy, I abuse it
She get mad when ion text back she gon lose it
In a widebody hellcat bitch we cruisin 

This that getting to the money music 
(This that getting to the money music)

cash making music (@1fforeignss)

jailtime (wayvolt)

Lyrics: @marsaintk
Prod: @1clairr
Cover: @firedbrat

Lyrics:
I ain’t drop goddamn it’s been a minute (Monclairr)
No words to explain how i’m feeling 
Hanging round with the wrong crowd tryna fit in 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

Im in da back 
Like it’s x-men pull up all black 
Can’t let these hoes get me off track 
Niggas suck wont play yo tracks 
Ha, make more than ya nigga no bap 
Stay down they gon take you off da map 
Bih so bad and her ass so fat (so fat)
i’ll pass her to slime my slatt 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

Everyday i gotta put shit on, they like how i swag
They like how i walk, how i talk 
They wan get this bag 
They wan still my hoes cus they 10s yeah they fuckin bad 
If she shut her mouth play her part, she get brand new bag 

(She get brand new bag)
(Everyday)
(I’ll pop anything, I’ll pop anything) 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

(All black,
Off track, 
Yo tracks,
 No bap)

anything (monclairr)

KTS anthem 
prod kasket x bleed x roks 


LYRICS:

Brand new year, it’s some brand new clones 
Ian tryna hear dat shit, kill the bass turn it up
Kill the bass turn it up 
Zeir tryna spill sum, oh yea
He ain gonna shoot nun, hell na 
Hoe wanna get fucked, oh yea

Woo, send em up, send up, send em down 
I got cash the bih wanna fuck she see me now 
We gotta stay high, ain’t no coming down 
slatt, I’m out my mind, ain’t no coming down 

I want everything red no i’m not chopping shit up 
And I see everything dead and I feel like i’m in love 
KILLINSPEAKERZ, can’t love dat hoe don’t need her 
Can’t love that hoe don’t need her 
Can’t love that hoe don’t need her 

Brand new year, it’s some brand new clones 
Ian tryna hear dat shit, kill the bass turn it up
Kill the bass turn it up 
Zeir tryna spill sum, oh yea
He ain gonna shoot nun, hell na 
Hoe wanna get fucked, oh yea

Woo, send em up, send up, send em down 
I got cash the bih wanna fuck she see me now 
We gotta stay high, ain’t no coming down 
slatt, I’m out my mind, ain’t no coming down 

Yeah, KILLINSPEAKERZ, can’t love dat hoe don’t need her 
Can’t love that hoe don’t need her 
Can’t love that hoe don’t need her

marsaint

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