Weeks

wont go back empty handed! [prod.cereo + youngpreme]

sad holidays

for a minute interlude (prod. chubbs)

2CLOSE

2 SEATER  (VENNY + ORITY + SODA)

give me nun prod playfulljay

Need her! ( Ft.Pradap4k )

DANCING IN THE RAIN

##LONS
otw

dis jus da warmup tape btw

DJ Flugazy
##foreverrollen

prods

chief keef
kaye
pilot
shoon
trapmoneybiggie
plaqueboymax
smllslikekurtt
kontraband
maliqihateu
pnkhrtgld
grezzo
evan moitoso
antyde
drazdid
corazonn
clay10
xanlxrd
luhzerg
yokhalxl
aiden lair
ajay beatz
trapkay
trizz

##D2R6L




UZI ft. MRV Dev + KODO

Floating through the sky in turbo mode.
“Jet Fuel” — a whole new level of drip and energy.
Melodies on autopilot. Pressure in every bar.
This ain’t regular fuel — this that premium.

Produced by [Ysl Mula]
Mixed by [Ghostanni]

Turn it up. Let it take you higher.

#JetFuel #SkyboxDrip #NewWave #TrapVibes

Lyrics:

(Hook)
Red coupe slide like a dancer (skrrt)
Whole gang lit, no manners (woo)
Ice on my neck, got cancer (bling)
Hop out the whip, no answer (yeah)

Poppin’ my shh, panoramic (woah)
Top off the top, Titanic (splash)
New chain sink like an anchor (bling)
Talk outta line, get handled (grrt bow)

Verse 1
Poppin’ tags, new designer bags, (bags)
Wrist on freeze, can’t feel my hands (ice)
Shorty too bad, she don’t need no man (nah)
Took her to the spot, now she in my plans (yeah)

Big dawg status, I’m off that leash,
Drape my neck like Christmas trees,
Fly like a jet, no AirBnb,
Shawty gon’ ride like a BMX (skrrt skrrt)

Money too long, can’t fold it,
Bands on bands, can’t hold it,
Twelve come through, ain’t foldin’,
Still pop shh like I’m chosen (yeaahhh)
I’m in the skybox, dreamin’, schemin’ (yeah)
Money so tall, got the angels peekin’ 
Drop top screamin’, tires still bleedin’ (brr)
Countin’ my demons, pray I don’t meet ’em 
Im in the skybox leanin, geekin, talkin to da stars got a lil meanin frozen my heart can’t let em freeze me whole a lotta scars for a lot of reasons Flexed up, dipped in Dior,
Jet lagged, slept on the tour,
Gold fangs bite like a sword,
Money dance all on the floor,
I talk to the sky, I get answers,
She wanna vibe, I’m a dancer,
Shawty too bad, I can’t chance her,
I got racks stuffed so deep in my pampers blowin out clouds out of reach diamonds got frostbite they don’t speak, new coupe red boutta bleed life too fast cant hit the breaks ice in my veins bet im drippin (hm lets go, yea)

I got a plane to catch (4-5)
I got a chain to match (yeaa)
I put the pain in rap, still gotta stain for dat
(Still)
Went to the opps funeral (fuck em) 
Still got the whole plate from that (vroom)
Fuck is you talkin bout?, 
You never seen a rack (woah)

Jet Fuel

Weeks

Medici

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