wack a mole

(Huh?)(Yo)(Huh?)(Huh)
(That bitch ain’t talking bout shit)
(Bitch ain’t talking bout nothing)
(You ain’t talking bout nothing)
(Ain’t talking bout shit)
(Turn this shit up, turn this shit up)
(Let’s go)

I got your bitch, sipping me up like sippy cup 
I do this shit, no bitch I do not give a fuck 
Flooded my wrist, walk in the spot and I turn it up
Stand up guy yeah I stand it up
I keep my fire, bitch I’m fed up

Mama told me “Make the bed up”
Ever since then yeah I made the damn bed up
Mama told me “Keep your head up” 
Ever since then yeah I kept my damn head up
Life hit hard like a sit up 
Life hit hard, gotta heal up
You gotta stand up, if your man down yeah pick your damn man up 

(Uh, uh, uh, yo)

I keep the fire up on a shelf 
Just me and myself, nobody else 
I made it this far never needed your help
Young nigga stick by yourself 
Don’t need nobody else 
On top of this shit like stairs
Niggas copy me, I get stares 

Pretty lil bitch, pull her hair 
Pretty lil bitch, I can’t share 
My bitch she a witch just like Blair
I burn up the beat like some nair 
(Uh huh) 
She sit on dick like a chair
Im choosing that bitch like a dare 
Hugging that bitch like a bear 
She liking my fit, what I wear 

I got your bitch, sipping me up like sippy cup 
I do this shit, no bitch I do not give a fuck 
Flooded my wrist, walk in the spot and I turn it up
Stand up guy yeah I stand it up
I keep my fire, bitch I’m fed up

Yaya and Wick, we making hits we ain’t missing none
Inside your bitch, I see that hoe and I’m fucking some 
Im tryna fuck from the back, shawty got a fat ass don’t put your damn legs up (Hey) 
Twin told me keep my damn head up 
Don’t chase a bitch like she tryna give you a heads up

How much money I got? Hella 
I spend a bag on Margiela 
That was my hoe up in August, she fucked the bro in September 
Chiefing on dope, can’t remember shit
I’m in the stars, interstellar 
High with the stars, interstellar
(Hey) 
Hoe want me to get behind and rail her 
Up that fire I give him Hell, yeah 
Baby wanna fuck me I say “Hell yeah” 
In this bitch with 3li I say “Kyeah”

Kyeah (Kyeah) 
That nigga want a handout, bitch I do not care, I don’t give a fuck 
If you want a feat better pay up (Pay up) 
Your bitch tryna pull up and lay up (Lay up) 
Lil niggas please come pick your bae up (Please) 
Cause why this bitch think imma save her? 
I got diamonds on me, water like sailor
And i been balling out feeling like Baylor 
(Uh, yeah) 
When I walk in it’s a real nigga alert (Uh)
Im with your bitch, WWE, imma take her under (Uh,yeah)
Striking shit like lightning, nigga call me thunder (Uh, yeah)

Im so underground nigga like a bunker (Uh, yeah)
Nigga, stank, smoking gas smell like skunker (Uh, yeah)
And I’m kicking shit, nigga feel like soccer (Uh, yeah)
Breaking bad, dig your grave up just like Tucker (Uh, yeah)
And I’m slime as the fuck, feel like Thugger (Slatt)

I don’t give a fuck what you talking bout nigga 
My niggas pull up with AR pistols 
They gonna shoot at your head, they won’t miss you 
Your bitch was sucking my dick, don’t kiss her 
(Yeah)
These niggas hoes, bitches 
(Yeah)
They act like my lil sister 
I don’t even got no lil sister 

I got your bitch, sipping me up like sippy cup 
I do this shit, no bitch I do not give a fuck 
Flooded my wrist, walk in the spot and I turn it up
Stand up guy yeah I stand it up
I keep my fire, bitch I’m fed up

Mama told me “Make the bed up”
Ever since then yeah I made the damn bed up
Mama told me “Keep your head up” 
Ever since then yeah I kept my damn head up
Life hit hard like a sit up 
Life hit hard, gotta heal up
You gotta stand up, if your man down yeah pick your damn man up

IDNGAF Ft. Wickalas & Yaya (Teenslug)

No lie

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grimful - im off (rb808)

can’t believe this song is really droppin but here we go. my first official r&b record “drugssex” produced by my brudda @kiymadeit. 

i was high asf when i made this song. moral of the story i was seeing this girl and we both know we wasn’t supposed to be with each other but one thing bout love it’ll have do sum shitt u can’t understand or explain.

she was wrong. i was wrong. 2 wrongs don’t make it right.

we both wanted to reach the climax n the rest is history.

my album is near. the calm b4 the storm. can’t wait.

merry xmas.

❤️🌩️

So lost

Noname

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