get to the bag thats a hustle
pockets green like muscle
cant fight cant do no tussle
i got hands like knuckles
stuff racks in gucci duffle
bb on my buckle
u fell outta love hoe
i might jus fuck on a stud
countin bread dont got enough
oxy got me paranoid 
he not bout it call his bluff
percs and xans to heal the void
withdrawals got me fucked up

get hella cheddar boy
got beef cant settle boy
block hot like kettle boy
rari not rental boy
sum wrong wit yo mental boy
he tryna slide he mental boy
i got beans like senzu boy
cross him out like pencil boy
bitch gimme yo dental
taste da gen5 jus like skittle
drop x in da drank it fizzle
keep drake by my side no drizzle
trap gon jump malcolm in the middle
im tryna hump but her booty little
u not wit the mob my twin he go mental
draco grah get hit w this metal
im finna slide wit a ak
gettin bands so thats y they hate me
otp wit yo hoe she like “baby”
“can u hop in that ghost n come save me”
told dat lil bitch “maybe”
like the army im rockin navy
he dissin gang he crazy
shots 2 his brain his memory hazy
goin up cant b lazy
that boy broke he waitin on payday
whip a nigga den i naenae
chop cook his ass jus like a buffet
semi auto nigga ion pump fake
geek bar smoke him den i puff vape
me n yo bitch relationship love hate
arp footlong like subway

get to the bag thats a hustle
pockets green like muscle
cant fight cant do no tussle
i got hands like knuckles
stuff racks in gucci duffle
bb on my buckle
u fell outta love hoe
i might jus fuck on a stud
countin bread dont got enough
oxy got me paranoid 
he not bout it call his bluff
percs and xans to heal the void
withdrawals got me fucked up

fucked up
try gang he fucked up
shots to yo mother
n yo lil brother
got sticks n guns yea
smoke him, doja
smokin rolls yea
smokin bowls yea

f*cked up

prod. @fukkmirrr

perkys be callin my name 
this ho keep begging me to change 
finna spark this blunt i flame 
i got dis gen5 boy wanna play get sparked, lil nga get flamed yuh 
cant help but to spit propane 
gotta boatload of hoes like duwap kaine @tafkaine
got hella hoes, hoes, like santa she eat me like candy cane 
she said she want me for xmas, top of the list, spadecutta be wrapped in ha brain 

wrapped in ha brain... brain, brain, brain 
chiefkeef sosa nigga like bang bang 
whole time cant recall ha name 
but this hoe keep tryna play the same game 
think issa game? 
hoe im spades
you a rookie 
im the ace
yea this hoe think she playing me but she den made my day
im bouta go head nd run up my pape 
throw hella racks in ya face
talkin hot den you get faced 
like a 3.5 rolled up, you get faced
im bout to romanticize the k, you can get kissed wit the k
you can facetime the glock, if you pick up, i got the glock saying hey

aye wsp, aye wsg
spadecutta, in the hood
tryna make the money yeah he should 
finna blow up yeah a nga could..

perkys be calling my name
perkys be calling my name
perkys be calling my name
perkys be calling my name 
perkys be calling my name
perkys be calling my name 
perkys be calling my name
perkys be calling my..

Perkys Callin' #sstep

Shpillaveli. [Produced By Keji]

Amen. [Produced By Keji]

chekksean ⇀ geek up (prod. rem + kurt)

Produced by Murfee
Lyrics & Vocals by Reign
Mixed & Mastered by Reign

connect with reign : solo.to/imreigning

Lyrics :

niggas dont know my name, I wish em well, nooo
niggas think this shit a joke, I aint chapelle
diamonds all on my neck, shit wet like a whale, yea
im sorry, that was yo bitch? I couldnt even tell
outside sending shells, give a nigga hell, til that nigga fell woah
anything is possible
everything is plausible
money comin in, that shit rubberband, anything is palpable 
niggas hop on trends, they aint make amends, not everything solvable
I was pourin 10, buy a perc 10 that shit really soluble
yea and my bands all blue like a slurpee
hop on the beat one time, this shit prod murfee
had to put in that pain, these niggas they tryna hurt me
had to put in that pain for niggas, they show no mercy
yea outside, beg god for mercy
nigga wanna run up on me, leave him in a hearse yeaa
im boutta start hitting niggas where that shit hurt gang
niggas tried to hit up my line, like they deserve a thing
fame come with money, money come with fame
sometimes you gon lose, but you gotta play that fuckin game
I got everything to lose, so im tryna make myself a name
slidin with a stick, all black coupe in the rain

niggas dont know my name, I wish em well, nooo
niggas think this shit a joke, I aint chapelle
diamonds all on my neck, shit wet like a whale, yea
im sorry, that was yo bitch? I couldnt even tell
outside sending shells, give a nigga hell, til that nigga fell woah
anything is possible
everything is plausible
money comin in, that shit rubberband, anything is palpable 
niggas hop on trends, they aint make amends, not everything solvable
I was pourin 10, buy a perc 10 that shit really soluble
yea and my bands all blue like a slurpee
hop on the beat one time, this shit prod murfee
had to put in that pain, these niggas they tryna hurt me
had to put in that pain for niggas, they show no mercy
yea outside, beg god for mercy
nigga wanna run up on me, leave him in a hearse yeaa
im boutta start hitting niggas where that shit hurt gang
niggas tried to hit up my line, like they deserve a thing
fame come with money, money come with fame
sometimes you gon lose, but you gotta play that fuckin game
I got everything to lose, so im tryna make myself a name
slidin with a stick, all black coupe in the rain

mercy

bedrock

baked prod twovrt boolymon marrgielaa

Lyrics
(yeah) she just want my cash
see my run that bag
now she want me back
yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
she just want my cash
see my run that bag
now she want me back

i cant fucking change for dis
i cant fucking stay for dis
just blew up both my writst lil bitch 
I mix this shit like scientist
Girl pull up like what you waiting on
my ice running thin my patient hanging on
I rock ysl I’m rocking Laint Laurent 
I step high as he’ll cause necks I’m stepping on

Yeah you next
Pussy boy you next
She like oso you so good 
yeah you might just be up next
Like i might just read yo text
You mess up i redirect 
Get in line lil bitch get checked
He hate on my that boy get tech
Get tech yeah
Yeah he out the game that boy eject
Eject fly in private plane
I fly in jet In jet yuh
Fly in private plane i fly in jet yuh 

(yeah) she just want my cash
see my run that bag
now she want me back
yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
she just want my cash
see my run that bag
now she want me back

i cant fucking change for dis
i cant fucking stay for dis
just blew up both my writst lil bitch 
I mix this shit like scientist
Girl pull up like what you waiting on
my ice running thin my patient hanging on
I rock ysl I’m rocking Laint Laurent 
I step high as he’ll cause necks I’m stepping on

Yeah you next
Pussy boy you next
She like oso you so good 
yeah you might just be up next
Like i might just read yo text
You mess up i redirect 
Get in line lil bitch get checked
He hate on my that boy get tech
Get tech yeah
Yeah he out the game that boy eject
Eject fly in private plane
I fly in jet In jet yuh
Fly in private plane i fly in jet yuh

chekksean ⇀ geek up (prod. rem + kurt)

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