below! - You and Me (prod. DTM)

below! - AN94 (feat. DeeKay)

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YO SHOUT OUT TO MY BOY ELYKS FOR FINISHING THIS SONG 😭 

LYRICS:

Thotties all up on me
While I'm stacking up my bands
Yeah shawty wanna top me
Grab my glizzy give me brain 
When we pull up to the scene
We got the guap the Benjamins
Aye shawty wanna fuck me
Gimme sloppy make it spin

Make it drop, bring it back
Lick me up, do me bad
She gon drop, call me dad
Got the cheddar in my bag
You keep talking Hella shit
I'll put a bullet in your man
Pussy mad because I'm better
Check the stats I'm making bank
(x2)



(yuh, aye, aye) 
Goth bitch witta phat ass, change the topic 
Mosh pit, pull up to the scene, with my mob clique
Bitch got dumpy and I'm finna make it clap (yeah)
Only want bitches and guap, where it at?

You gon pull up getting shot up in the back (yuh, yuh, yuh) 
Me and my bitch posted up we got the strap (aye, yuh)
Pussy boy you ain't about that shit yuh 
Lil boy gotta pay to hitta lick (aye, yuh) 

Bitch boy! Better get your rizz up 
Bad lil shawty, yeah fuck her with her tits up
Fully loaded mag; bouta make my AK ring 
make that pussy do a dance; shawty treat me like a king (aye, yuh)

Grippin' chrome berettas, yeah we droppin' then we zoomin' 
Yeah I do it for the cheddar, yeah we poppin then we shootin
If you really think you better then quit talkin' and just prove it aye
Boy return to sender, never stoppin', never losin' aye



Thotties all up on me
While I'm stacking up my bands
Yeah shawty wanna top me
Grab my glizzy give me brain 
When we pull up to the scene
We got the guap the Benjamins
Aye shawty wanna fuck me
Gimme sloppy make it spin

Make it drop, bring it back
Lick me up, do me bad
She gon drop, call me dad
Got the cheddar in my bag
You keep talking Hella shit
I'll put a bullet in your man
Pussy mad because I'm better
Check the stats I'm making bank
(x2)

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purge! - BEN 10 (feat. TH3 KXD) [prod. Lexay]

I've been on the come up lately 🏆

Lyrics: 
Yeah you better know your place, when I step into the room
Got my eyes upon yo bitch, yeah she say she love me too
Cannot ever let my guard down, cause they wanna make a fool
Printing racks like a machine bitch, Stack it with a stool
I’ve been on the come up lately, frontin’ cause I got my bands up
Why you acting friendly, why you tryna throw them hands up
I'm just tryna get my money, but y'all gotta make a damn fuss
So I stomp down on the pedal, I'm just tryna feel a damn rush

Huh?
Like what the fuck you mean, when you say I'm not like that
Keep up your facade, cause you know I'm coming right back
Right back for you bitches and you snakes, with my backpack
Now we crossing lines, like it’s tic-tac-toe
Getting all this guap, I be making all this dough
She been on my line, cause you know we bout to blow
Drippy like your faucet, yeah we iced out head to toe 
I don’t know, fuck it, one two three lets go

Told that bitch to know her place, it ain’t up for discussion
My new bitch drip me down, I treat her well up in this function
Bout to make some blue strips everytime I see a nosebleed
It’s 3am when someone’s fiance is tryna’ fuck on me
I just my let my bands talk, I’m rich plus I'm a pretty boy
She do what I say, cause I look stylish in some corduroys
I turned that bitch into a vamp, before she was a tomboy
Now she like a wednesday vibe, and that’s the type of chick I like
I heard you want the smoke, okay then tell me why you not outside
The fuck I look like beefin’ with you locals, when I'm worldwide
The fuck I look like trippin, when I know you sipping fluoride
Bitch I'm really from the west, I'm turnt’ up by the coastline
Bands in my pocket, I apple pay religiously
He just mad because he can’t keep up his identity
Fuck what they be talking bout, I'm rich as fuck respectfully
Now I'm in the hills with Qrystral, and we living lavishly

Yeah you better know your place, when I step into the room
Got my eyes upon yo bitch, yeah she say she love me too
Cannot ever let my guard down, cause they wanna make a fool
Printing racks like a machine bitch, Stack it with a stool
I’ve been on the come up lately, frontin’ cause I got my bands up
Why you acting friendly, why you tryna throw them hands up
I'm just tryna get my money, but y'all gotta make a damn fuss
So I stomp down on the pedal, I'm just tryna feel a damn rush

Yeah you better know your place, when I step into the room
Got my eyes upon yo bitch, yeah she say she love me too
Cannot ever let my guard down, cause they wanna make a fool
Printing racks like a machine bitch, Stack it with a stool
I’ve been on the come up lately, frontin’ cause I got my bands up
Why you acting friendly, why you tryna throw them hands up
I'm just tryna get my money, but y'all gotta make a damn fuss
So I stomp down on the pedal, I'm just tryna feel a damn rush

KNOW YOUR PLACE!

KNOW YOUR PLACE! (ft. Cutty Vibez)

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~ lyrics ~
they tryna fuck with my mood
but they don't know that i be banging threes
pistol packing
say you bout that action
till you meeting me
stephen curry
finna chef a flurry of them 223s
make em worried
why you in a hurry
tryna run from me
im based out
la finna show you how we pack out
smoke up on me hitting 
its a mission not to green out
i cop a couple dutches
need my touches when the gas out
pass it round
rollie on me glisten
bet it got the clown

bezel on it
chillin' w the bro i mix the gin n tonic
britney spears what im pouring up i make a lil toxic
power up my ice
and my fit fire
but that isn't shocking
10k on receipts
if you ask
don't know what im rocking

shoutout to the chain
cause it got me pulling all the hoes
green up in my pockets
it get gross when i leave the door
pussies wanna shoot the shit
until i turn em into to ghosts
kid cudi man up on the moon
that's how my diamonds froze


walk around with cheetos
got the bag n my chips
shawty bad then i hit
i slide the gram then i dip

triple 6
don't hit the rim because im fly as a bitch
they tryna bug for my bands
i don't slide for that shit

keep a iron on my hip
like im billy the kid
want it cold on my wrist
so i drip it out n spend a bunch

cop me an ounce
of that gas hybrid
bitch i move too rich
why you think that i give a fuck

SMOKING W/ MY SAMURAI W/ PROD. ACCULBED

lyrics: 

money on my mind
i gotta have it 
4 5 strap to neck 
in case a nigga want static 
blue strips come automatic 
same witcho yo bitch 
for this dick she gone turn into addict
x2 

i love a freak hoe 
type to get bread and give deep throat 
hands on the wall bitch 
dance witcho knees low
u love the fans 
i scam 
we the cheat codes 
pull up for a play
now they stuck on the east coast 

can’t do the lease no 
slide me pinks hoe
pull off on task 
good luck wit this reach tho 
fuck the blue lights
we don’t see them 
when we go ghost 
i do em like danny 
in the rolls Royce phantoms 

ima rockstar 
just check my closet 
yes those diamonds on my cartier glasses 
yes those are bapestas 
i used to rock kostons 
now i’m big steppin 
i show you who ballin 

i go dum duh duh dum dum 
when we in the hamptons 
the molly kicked in 
now im geekin at a hundun
play wit us bitch
i might just hit u wit the new drum 
had to shoot first cause i ain’t dying from a broke bum 

money on my mind
i gotta have it 
4 5 strap to neck 
in case a nigga want static 
blue strips come automatic 
same witcho yo bitch 
for this dick she gone turn into addict
x2 

yea 
24 clips got me bussin wit this automatic 
imma make you disappear 
lil bitch this ain’t no fucking magic
hit you wit that 4 5 if you want some static
yea im fucking on your bitch while she’s lookin back at it uhhh

fentanyl diamonds 
see em dancing when they bling
got a brand new trackhawk
supercharged sing yea
pussy wanna try me?
imma give that a boy a set of wings
lights, camera, action imma put him on a big screen

brand new matte black caddy
had a lil money 
pussy boy what’s happening?
yea 
took your bitch can’t stand it
brand new patek
let this chopper get to dancing uhhh
brand new matte black caddy
had a lil money 
pussy boy what’s happening?
yea
took your bitch can’t stand it
brand new patek
case this nigga want static uhhh

money on my mind
i gotta have it 
4 5 strap to neck 
in case a nigga want static 
blue strips come automatic 
same witcho yo bitch 
for this dick she gone turn into addict
x2

STATIC X reap (Prod. by Cutty Vibez)

DON'T COME BACK TO ME (feat. sheluvsj)
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Lyrics:
Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Uh, hold up
Let me fill up my cup
I can't do shit when I'm not getting stuck
Like fuck
Like I can't do it sober
Some bitch came up to my girl
Said that I know her
Like fuck out my face
You said you need closure
It don't make sense
Cause we just getting closer
Uh, it's a tragedy
Lil bitch, don't come back to me

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Damn, I don't make friends
Same crew, same gang
No loose ends
Fuck the opps
But it's always on two tens
Fuck the snakes in my life
I can lose them
Damn
But it's never enough
Runnin' through yo block
With the 22's tucked
Like uh
Someone grab a cup
Two liter in four
Bitch I'm gonna get stuck

Bitch don't fuck around
Had our fun just being friends
So damn hard to keep you down
Bitch we done, you can't pretend
See you pourin' up a round
You get drunk and hit my texts
Actin' dumb, you a clown
Go move on to the next
I don't want you hoe
I just wanna get my guap
Hit my phone sayin' shit 'bout
You just wanna talk
Don't you ever gotta go?
Blocked your number, won't you stop?
I can't go down to your low
Too damn desperate, don't respond

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

DON'T COME BACK TO ME (feat. sheluvsj)

Nick Docks