fiction

vocals by: treyy
mixed by: treyy
produced by: @zaioni
lyrics:

yuh, I love fucking clout
my opp pack too loud
niggas backdoor for that clout
yuh
in love wit my sound
my vocals profound, yea
she want me to pound, yea

huh, fuck

this bitch wan get in the mood, yuh
bitch niggas, want em to move, yuh
got m’s, I think about 2
bitch, I count up wit my nigga wuu, yuh
backdoorin, that shi do not suit ya
yo bitch is a bop and a gook, yuh
you beatin yo dick, u a goona
yo ass turn to capfood, yuh

I really just rap what I do, yuh
but I do not rat what I shoot, yuh
no I can’t be rattin’ like you, yuh
(don’t) give a fuck if I step on yo shoes
no we not cool, so don’t tag, yea
bitch know I don’t play bout my bag, yea
stop rappin bout a fuckin mag, yuh
I see right through yo shitty act, yuh

yuh, I love fucking clout
my opp pack too loud
niggas backdoor for that clout
like what that shi about?
this bitch in love wit my sound
fuck yo nigga, shoot him down
I’m lowkey, I don’t do crowds

fuck

th-this bitch wan get in the mood, yuh
bitch niggas, want em to move, yuh
got m’s, I think about 2
bitch, I count up wit my nigga wuu, yuh
backdoorin, that shi do not suit ya
stick to beatin that dick in yo room, yuh
stay the fuck off that porn, you a gooner
I ain’t tryna connect wit a loser

fuck

hella racks I’m thumbin’, yuh
sativa I’m puffin’, yuh
indica or nothin, yuh
hella racks I’m thumbin’, yuh
sativa I’m puffin’, yuh
all these drugs done fucked me up
yea

clout (zai)

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i get tha money 
tellem pushup get sumn from me
u laugh, whats funny 
goin out sad u broke n bummy
they fake its funny 
u not my mans did nun for me 
i ship the honey 
pack thru tha mail 
they got it frm me

youn want no problem w these killas 
they gon shoot u down
youn want no problems bitch
shoot u down hollows bitch
fuck u gon do, solve it bitch 
fatshame on my pockets bitch
plus size where my money is 
(plus size where my money is)

my rackiez dont go to the gym
dont ask me for handouts u trim
im ballin i shoot thru tha rim
im blowin these rack bout like 10
(hunnids, hunnids)(hunnids, hunnids) 

i feel the double cup in ma system
posted up ridin round w killas
you neva kno if hoes gon listen
thats why i always keep suspicion 
thats why i move tac on bro 
cus all these hatin bitches in ma zone
said she want(wanna) link 
i wont send the lo
want me for money 
told her leave me lone
i crash out bitch
money onna flo 
pull yo racks out bitch
a sad lil bitch
callin on ma phone 
told ha leave me lone
opps tryna get me gone
tryna go kill sumn 
tryna go drill sumn
just to go feel sumn

i know they hatin 
they cant understand 
that the picture we painted 
is bigger than this
hate from a distance 
they neva say shit to yo face
cus dem boys on sum internet shit 
if i ever die 
let my bro keep ahold of my stick
cus these boys keep on drillin n shit
u flexing dat car but u rented that shit
u hate from a distance 
you broke and a bitch

i get tha money 
tellem pushup get sumn from me
u laugh, whats funny 
goin out sad u broke n bummy
they fake its funny 
u not my mans did nun for me 
i ship the honey 
pack thru tha mail 
they got it frm me

nun funny

vocals by: evo
mixed by: evo
produced by: @tainiykick

lyrics:
yeah yeah yeah money on me
this bitch wanna fuck wit me yeah she a freak
got this hoe beggin and she all up on her knees
saying all this shit like damn, hoe please

yeah bitch im a money fein, money fein
stacking green bitch guapanese, guapanese 
gotcha hoe bitch on her knees
she tryna fuck wit me, like bitch pay a fee
yeah bitch you run up, your ass afraid of me
ima demon in the cup but you ain't slayin me
yeah haters in my ear like what you say to me
the only thing i'm hearing is fucking brokeanese 

yeah yeah yeah money on me
this bitch wanna fuck wit me yeah she a freak
got this hoe beggin and she all up on her knees
saying all this shit like damn, money on me
this bitch wanna fuck wit me yeah she a freak
got this hoe beggin and she all up on her knees
saying all this shit like damn, hoe please

yeah bitch i'm a money fein, money fein
stacking green bitch guapanese, guapanese 
gotcha hoe bitch on her knees
she tryna fuck wit me, like bitch pay a fee
yeah bitch you run up, your ass afraid of me
ima demon in the cup but you aint slayin me
yeah haters in my ear like what you say to me
the only thing i'm hearing is fucking brokeanese

money fein (tainiykick)

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[LYRICS]
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Hoe gon call up on my phone when im already goin up woah

Fatass choppa to my waist, point out shoot out slugs woah

I was talkin bout my neck when i send "s0cold"

What hoe, wouldnt leave my bro yeah thats my bro code

Cutthroat, talkin way too much we finna up pole

swerve up in a coupe, yeah we driving fast you so slow

dumb slow, point and laugh that boy is just a dumb troll

bankroll, walking out that bank and then i go home

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Wanna go and live my life not tryna stay home

Too much people talking behind me is what ive been told
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(okayyy)
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lil hoe wanna come right up this bih act bold

This hoe act what, i got way to much to spend alone
                  (repeated)
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Hoe where you goin now?
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           (Okayyyy)
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Knew itd be extreme didnt think itd be like this though

Swerve up in a coupe with who guess what its gon be yo hoe

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(Ya hoeee, Okayyy)

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money fein (tainiykick)

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