maajins - lie [prod. hydro] [babykay + slump audios exclusive]

wanna

Produced by Vuko

(oh yea)
Every time i talk my shit
I let them know that they can't compete
They wish they where fire like this
High like this
Shut up
I'm in a hotel suite
Cooking beats
Fucked up
And i know my worth you can't tell me nothing
I'm stargazing i look at the moon
Imma get rich you can't tell me nothing
Ok we broke but i make it look good
I just wanna make sure you doing ok imma call in a minute or two
Ok i relay on bullshit
Step out clean make bitch say uh shit
(yea)
Took some time to focus i did not went ghost
What you mean with that
My life too pretty to be that sad
Bitch so pretty she don't fuck with rap
White boy from the I make jump your trap
I'm in the session boy give me a sec
Sit back and listen to the lecture
I was geeked up fell asleep in a Lexus
Ok bitch may god bless you
You so mad may god bless you
Rockstar shit got the heavy metal
I'm in your city turn up at the venue
Look at me im blessed make me feel so special
Do your thing baby i would never forget you yea
That's the same stories they be telling
That's the same people who don't get it
Know the guys in the I understand it
Know the kids in the I understand it
Tried to took my down but you see i'm still standing
I tried to put my trust in you but don't get it
Move me the fuck out i'm so mad at this city
(oh yea)
Every time i talk my shit
I let them know that they can't compete
They wish they where fire like this
High like this
Shut up
I'm in a hotel suite
Cooking beats
Fucked up
And i know my worth you can't tell me nothing
I'm stargazing i look at the moon
Imma get rich you can't tell me nothing
Ok we broke but i make it look good
I just wanna make sure you doing ok imma call in a minute or two
Ok i relay on bullshit
Step out clean make bitch say uh shit
(early stage popstars)

Life Too Pretty

Produced by Vuko & nm Rem

(yea)
(early stage popstars)
(i must be dreaming)
(popstars)
(early stage popstars)
(its Remmy season turn it up gang)
(Last day)
Yea early stage early stage popstars
Fuck this instrumental early stage pornstars
My name rem she calls me nichi when im deep in her guts
Yeye yea
Yeye yea
Eyes wide open
Wide open
Let me show you something you never seen before
Or what
And i could be sad but lately i been on (wait)
We changed up the world
Changed the country
I'm just trying to slide thru
She she likes my voice in her ears when i rap
Ok oh yea
And i'm whit all this shit
All my demons cooling
Work this shit we moving
Put on shit and my jeans (n)ine
(n)ine (n)ine
(n)ine (n)ine
Number (n)ine
Or what
Yea
Yea
Told that bitch stop lying
They nintendo-switching sides
Told their ass i do that shit they can't believe i'm right
We turn up the cinematic bitch this shit a movie
On the beat and i go manic we fucked up the studio
Im petty bitch fuck an excuse
No Armstrong damn i'm on the moon
Sixteen i saw the money move
Yea yea
(wait)
Yea early stage early stage popstars
Fuck this instrumental early stage pornstars
My name rem she calls me nichi when im deep in her guts
Yeye yea
Yeye yea
Eyes wide open
Wide open
Let me show you something you never seen before
Or what
And i could be sad but lately i been on (wait)
We changed up the world
Changed the country
(yea)
(bitch who you thought i was)
(who you thought i was)
(who you thought i am)
(who you thought i was)
(yea yea)
(early stage Popstars)
(early stage pop)
(yea)
(make they heart drop)
(yea)
(oh yea)
(turn the fuck up)
(or what)
(or what bitch)
(thats the tape)

Never Seen Before

Produced by Omarduro
@whitegirlwastedd

step in the club with drank
step in the club with drank
the girls want a boy like me
the boys want to be like me
she was tryna
let the girl on seen
they know white girl too mean
they-they-they-they-they know white girl too mean
don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t give a fuck what they saying
for this life that we live they been praying
when i fuck make the bed rock
when i fuck make the bed rock
run up get stained
run up get stained
run up get stained yea
we won’t leave you the same 
won’t leave you the same
you you
you you
new jeans not fitting
same bitch same bity
i’m coming thru you don’t get it
when ill get bands ill give back to the city
what the fuck did he say
can’t fuck with us you got sick to the brain
said that he emo the stick gave him pain
said that he emo the stick gave him pain
huh huh
huh huh
dior denim on my dick when i step out
2010 swag on my beats made me rock out
huh huh huh huh
huh huh huh huh
drop the blunt lil bitch and i’ll tweak out
i got too wasted white girl i get tweaked out
tweak t-t-tweak
lower your tone when you talk to me bitch
walk in the club and they playing my hit
undercover number (n)ine on the jeans
woo
waa 
woo
woo
woo
yea
woo
huh wow
i’m in the sky and i talk to the moon
eya 
eya 
eya 
(or what bitch)
pretty bitch look like Sailor Moon
but she not from here
but she not from here
bitch i’m not right here 
i need the world in my hands 
i thought i never needed help
now they fuck with nm rem
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what
eya or what 
eya or what
whitegirlwasted, nm rem we fuck this shit up
don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t give a fuck what they saying
for this life that we live they been praying
when i fuck make the bed rock
when i fuck make the bed rock
run up get stained
run up get stained
run up get stained yea
we won’t leave you the same 
won’t leave you the same
you you
you you
you you
you you
you you

Like Me feat. Whitegirlwasted

Produced by Vang4rd

Yea (Popstars)
All this paper on my mind it did some shit to my brain
Nah it ain't the same hold on
Nah it ain't the same yea
Nah it ain't the same
Nah it ain't the same yea
Yea i keep it coming
Yea keep it coming
Yea keep it pushing, pushing
I'm not that person
Tryna keep it different
2018 i've been lit
Since a teen i'd get this
Bitch tell me stay out the mix
Go up and talk your shit forever
Every since a kid i was so special
All the swag you got on you don't means you are precious
It don't means you are precious
It don't
It don't means you are precious
In the session yea
You in danger damn
Can't get my mind off the fucking payment
I keep thinking bout marble pavements
Keep thinking bout putting my bros in vetements
How do you get rid of stupid bitches?
How do you get rid of stupid digits
How the fuck i get out of this city
If you say you with me better mean it
Yea
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same hold on)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
Yea
All this paper on my mind it did some shit to my brain
Nah it ain't the same hold on
Nah it ain't the same yea
Nah it ain't the same
Nah it ain't the same yea
Yea i keep it coming
Yea keep it coming
Yea keep it pushing, pushing
I'm not that person
Tryna keep it different
2018 i've been lit
Since a teen i'd get this
Bitch tell me stay out the mix
Go up and talk your shit forever
Every since a kid i was so special
All the swag you got on you don't means you are precious
It don't means you are precious
It don't
It don't means you are precious

Out The Mix

PRODUCED WRITTEN MIXED BY SKELLYYY
@SKELLYYY1

RUNNING OUT

Lyrics- 

Yeah, yo, c'mon, slat , let’s do it
Me and Twin gon' spin your block
We put box on Glock oh yah
You and your gang got my dot

If you want some smoke, come knock
Me and Twin don’t fuck with bops
SRT gon' spin your block
Black truck 

Spinnin' fast as fuck ,boy  get your back up
Yeah, if you see the bullet flying , better back up
No I won’t bash her
Why he get no cash, boy get your racks up

It's so sad, bruh
You act up the bros in the back
I like drugs, I like money
I like hoes, love the trap 

I got bands and they come in
Rubber bands hold a stack
Not In band but  my brother
Marching band up in sax

And I get tired of these ass niggas
Makin' all that trash
I count bankroll, bankroll
Hunnids in that stash 

Shit, bitch, I'm on your ass
Hey, this bih way too bad 
Bitch, your shit slow like lag
Yeah, two bands in my bag

Yo, this hoe call me daddy
Hoe , I'm not your father
Bitch, yes, I stack up bread
Yes, I stack up gwalla 

Huh, bitch, I don't want you or your friend
I want your mama
It's not Fortnite, but I'll take your fuckin' loot just like a llama
He say, he say he get paid, but I don't see no fuckin' commas

Yuh,  if this hoe got problems, call my sister
Yo, I say, if this hoe got problems, call my sister
I don't do no drama
Call my favorite eater

She gon' swallow, she gon' fuckin' gobble
I can't fuck with cheetahs
Clutch my heater, yeah, you know that song 
We make that boy racks

Disappear, what the hell
I got ten partners up inside that cell
Pay that bail
And I do this for my mama

No, I cannot fuckin' sell
With the bros every night and day
We say, causing hell
She like, “ baby, what is c2a? “

Oh, that's just the clan
Drums, I got hella fuckin' drums like a band
If that bitch, she talk down on my gang
On God, she get the ban

Getting bread like Mr. Krabs
Yeah, that money, I demand
Slat
Leh do it

Me and Twin gon' spin your block
We put box on Glock oh yuh
You and your gang got my dot
If you want some smoke, come knock

Me and Twin don't fuck with bops
SRT gon' spin your block