Maf Teeski Catch A B (BASS BOOTED😝)

lancey

working on dying music video:
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working on dying

Rule 60k - bandit (prod ECC3NTRIC)

BABY DRAC

FLEXR

No Hope

my slime known to stack them bricks up like jenga, huh
bitch i'm rolling up good weed i smoke topanga, huh 
nigga you bet not slide i got the choppa 
imma flame him up, niggas stay talking on soulja 
you better stay in ya lane, huh, huh
walk wit a couple lieutenants they quick to put you in a frame, yuh yuh
still keep my left pocket full so why did you say that i changed, yuh yuh, huh
bitch i salute game nd then i go put in sum pain, yuh yuh huh

huh, new bitch get kicked out the spot 
bitch i'm the man i made this shit pop 
i'm wit some hoes we up on a yacht 
i was wit ron tryn put up a shot 
i pass the ball and he shot off the clock 
lil soulja boiling he gettin hot 
want me slide just send me the dot 

how the fuck you gone tell me what i'm not 
i'm going presidential with the watch 
i'm going up nd watchin niggas flop
young nigga cookin crack i stir the pot 
i'm wit s4hron and sama be the squad 
pulled up wit raw we smokin on a lot 
these niggas faking i see the facade 
tell dat hoe turn around give me the twat
i'm in his pockets like bitch what you got 
these niggas trash go buy you some bots 
i'm sliding, i'm sliding on fuck niggas dat just be hating
on me cause i rap and they not 
i'm wit my slime we catch a fuck nigga off guard 
and then we push em off the block
that's one thing you can never say about me when i'm toting
i'm gone shoot my glock 
(i'm gone shoot my glock, i shoot up the block)

shoot my glock p. BASYWOW

honestly i ain't mad
heart broke once now i chase bag
yea i tote my gun run shit like dad
Bo-Dean run the block
don't be scared shit get hot
lil junk, i'm on top
goofy ho, kick the rock
yea my pock, filled with knot
she like "junk when you drop?
fine shit on her knees
pray to me, i'm yo God
pussy boy, play with me
the whole Yu finna pop
all black Symbiote
fill my heart, Peter Parker
i just hit my baby mommas
"why these niggas be my son?"
i'm insane, Chris Mclane
glock gon shoot, do no drama

dirty cup, lean up
they tryna fw me now
back then i wasn't shit 
but you believe in me now
all that cap, shit talk
you don't have a clean mouth
what you say? take your blade
and cut me off
real punk, real rock
i don't wanna pill pop
but i wanna feel sum
going numb, Link Park
In The End, ima stand tall
ima be the one
got a Bullet For My Valentine
she gon bleed out
bleed out
Valentine, bleed out
bleed out

honestly i ain't mad
heart broke once now i chase bag
yea i tote my gun run shit like dad
Bo-Dean run the block
don't be scared shit get hot
lil junk, i'm on top
goofy ho, kick the rock
yea my pock, filled with knot
she like "junk when you drop?
fine shit on her knees
pray to me, i'm yo God
pussy boy, play with me
the whole Yu finna pop
all black Symbiote
fill my heart, Peter Parker
i just hit my baby mommas
"why these niggas be my son?"
i'm insane, Chris Mclane
glock gon shoot, do no drama

THE BLAKK SYMBIOTE

peter parker

prod: @rakkstarr
More SERV: https://guns.lol/yehserv
mixing & lyrics by SERV

Lyrics:
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Bitch im feanin for dat blood 

Know dat luh bitch finna suck-suck
Sippin wokey, fallin to my gut-gut 
Told dat bitch to pull up and suck me suoyt-suoyt
Ahh, huh, bitch i run around tote my chop
I been in my bag nigga gettin guap 
Boy i know you sad, you aint getting no-

Yeah dat big bag nigga hold the glock, boy i hold chop nigga on yo block 
Know dat nigga fake - Know dat nigga fake
Boy i got a chop nigga geting baked 
I dont fuck wit thot nigga chasing cake

I-i been goin up
Know dat bitch wanna make some porn yah
Know my slatty nigga finna pour up

(ooooyaaah)
B-ballhoge bitch on in dat court 
M-make her dances cuz she my whore 
W-wanna fuck bitch close dat door 

Love the oxy cuz i love the drugz
Been takin drugz bitch dont want your love 
Pour up some mud love it in my cup
P-Pour up some mud love it in my cup
P-Pour up some mud love it in my cup

I been getting bandz yes a nigga getting band quick
I jus fucked yo friend yes luh baby fucked yo fren bitch
I jus jugged dat nigga ran of on the plug got bandz bitch
Huh, give fuck wha you sayin bitch
Huh, like fortnite i spam bricks 
Huh, put fye on yo man bitch 
Hu-huh im counting like te-
Hu-huh im counting like te-
Hu-huh im counting like te-

Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Im tellin my shooter to fye-fye, huh
Dat nigga run up then he die-die, huh
I roll up nigga trynna get high-high, uhha
Bitch im feanin for dat blood 

Know dat luh bitch finna suck-suck
Sippin wokey, fallin to my gut-gut 
Told dat bitch to pull up and suck me suoyt-suoyt
Ahh, huh, bitch i run around tote my chop
I been in my bag nigga gettin guap 
Boy i know you sad, you aint getting no-

Yeah dat big bag nigga hold the glock, boy i hold chop nigga on yo block 
Know dat nigga fake - Know dat nigga fake
Boy i got a chop nigga geting baked

BAKED

winner

all red

prod: @rakkstarrr
More SERV: guns.lol/yehserv
mixing & lyrics by SERV

Lyrics:
Bitch my drugz came from el cha-cha
Fuck dat salsa i get gua-gua
Bi-bitch in mi casa give me top-top
Bih gon suck my soul, jugg me i cant go-go
Bad bih suck my sou-sou

I jus been goin up racks to the top-top
How you a trap nga aint got no glock 
How you a trap nga catchin the flu-flu
Im getting band but they comin blue-blue
Nga so mad im stackin up blue 
Say i got blue but you aint got no clue-clue
Yo bih she walkin, she do not want you-you

Imma go sip wok mhmm
Told her top me mh-mhmmm
Cut his head off run like chicken
Clean dat boy like washin dis-dis
I want top dont give me kis-kis
Bitch want me to make her ms-ms
Is dat yo bitch boy get yo bitch

Know i been fucked up but dont give asf
Freaky luh bih want my thumb in her butt
Droppin dem songs nga go only up
Im makin pape not given a fu-fu
Im makin guap bih bank bank bank
Dat nga said he not makin no change 
Not makin change but he thinkin the same 
I told my bih to put the drac in her bag-bag
Ngas all tall an dat shi so sad-sad
I give asf bitch im makin them mad 

I give af bih who, huaau know i cant fuck wit dat true
Huaau, luh bih she know my swag is brand new 
Huaau, tuck dat glock boy in my shoe 
h- Huaau, monkey nga in dat zoo
h-Huaau nga know i jus passed u 
h-Huaau who tf is dat-da


Bitch my drugz came from el cha-cha
Fuck dat salsa i get gua-gua
Bi-bitch in mi casa give me top-top
Bih gon suck my soul, jugg me i cant go-go
Bad bih suck my sou-sou

I jus been goin up racks to the top-top
How you a trap nga aint got no glock 
How you a trap nga catchin the flu-flu
Im getting band but they comin blue-blue
Nga so mad im stackin up blue 
Say i got blue but you aint got no clue-clue
Yo bih she walkin, she do not want you-you

Imma go sip wok mhmm
Told her top me mh-mhmmm

BABY DRAC

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