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Written and Performed by Omzijr

> Lyrics
Popping percs, shit fucking with my brain
I can touch the stars for real this shit got me insane
Model bitch stay on my dick for real we just don't move the same
Hold on bitch you tweaking, out your mind, talkin' bout Helmut Lang

Got these racks up in my name bitch so who am I to blame
This a Gen 5
Switch him
Switch you

Swiss cheese, blue cheese, nigga I got hella these
Dead faces, in my pockets, nigga I got hella greens
Broke bitch she on my dick I told that lil hoe bitch please
These niggas broke as a bitch and they ain't fucking with me these niggas ain't got no cheese

Made ten racks spent it all, and made that back
Chilling with slime, nigga I'm with my slat
Slat, slat, slat
Ain't made no bread off that song lil bitch that's whack
You can have that shit I don't want that shit I don't want that back

Popping percs, shit fucking with my brain
I can touch the stars for real this shit got me insane
Model bitch stay on my dick for real we just don't move the same
Hold on bitch you tweaking, out your mind, talkin' bout Helmut Lang

Balenciaga on the fit hoe
Chrome heart on my switch hoe
This a brand new blick, hoe
Wet 'em up like your hoe
Two Gens on me, Rambo
Hit 'em up its two packs in the air they ain't want no smoke
FRTTT

I don't want that bitch no more but she stay on my mind
I can't pop no percs today I'm just gon' end up dying
End up dying
Two Gen 5's we send 'em flying
Flying
556 'ah bust your mind

Swiss cheese, blue cheese, nigga I got hella these
Dead faces, in my pockets, nigga I got hella greens
Broke bitch she on my dick I told that lil hoe bitch please
These niggas broke as a bitch and they ain't fucking with me these niggas ain't got no cheese

Cheese! [p. 15drtt]

> Links
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Written and Performed by Omzijr

> Lyrics

Bitch black truck
Blat
Pop a perc and I get high lil bitch no I can't feel nun
Twin he pop out, out that cut with drac' he tryna kill sum
AP skelly on my wrist you try to reach bitch I'm gon' blitz sum
Swear to God no I don't want that bitch no more hoe you can keep her

Bitch back up
Step aside
Know my twin he keep that mac tuck
Hella bad hoes inside that whip inside that black truck
Money coming in, if you ain't making none then back up
And you said that that's yo slime but with that price he get you smacked up

What yo slime bout
Heard he talking crazy we gon' slide and get him slimed out
She said that I'm fine now
She wan' be my wife now
I keep drakey in my fucking whip hope feds don't find out
I just took a percocet
Don't know what she crying 'bout
All you niggas act tuff
I know what you lying 'bout
Push up in some geeked shit
You know got me flying now
Told them give me respect that's what these pussies dying 'bout

Back up
Step aside
Know my twin he keep that mac tuck
Hella bad hoes inside that whip inside that black truck
Money coming in, if you ain't making none then back up
And you said that that's yo slime but with that price he get you smacked up

Black Truck (prod. Tenshi) [ALL PLATS]

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Written and Performed by Omzijr

> Lyrics

Sh-sh-shitting on this shit
You thought I could rap
Bitch just wait until that D-D-Draco hit
Touching no bread I swear to God this shit got me fucking sick
She thinking I'm blasian that lil hoe been on my dick
She love the way that I sound when she get high
Hoe you can keep that bitch
Huh

And I spoil my wrist bitch
What's that? that's rick
Big Gen five, y'know I'm keeping that blick
He tryna diss boy that shit was so shit
Said she want a coat and she said she want mink
Huh I'm off the X so high I can't blink
If that boy want a feature then tell him tap in
Why they talking 'bout me man these bitches so fanned out
Been doing my shit and she seen how I'm moving she told me that I am the man now
I'm getting this money I'm up then a bitch what a pussy nigga gotta say now
These niggas talk shit no I don't even listen they watching me like I'm the main child
Flame on you can't put that flame out

Sh-sh-shitting on this shit
You thought I could rap
Bitch just wait until that Draco hit
Touching no bread I swear to God this shit got me fucking sick
She thinking I'm blasian that lil hoe been on my dick
She love the way that I sound when she get high
Hoe you can keep that bitch

We got sticks on sticks on sticks on sticks and blicks on blicks on blicks to use
Four five, Gen5, bullets make a tune for you
Draco spit, hella tunes, Miley Cyrus
I'm off shrooms
Ecstasy and red and blue pills I can't even snooze
Is you really gon' die bout that lame ass shit you said lil bro better take that back
Hollow tip gon' rip right through his bones and break that shit just like KitKat
Had a bitch ass nigga on my phone talkin' bout some shit, give a fuck bout that
If it ain't about money I promise I don't give a fuck no no Imma stand on that

Go

DRACODRACODRACO! (15drtt)

> Links
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Written and Performed by Omzijr

> Lyrics

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch
Bitch
We tryna chop your head off
Hunned thousand miles that's what I did watch how I sped off
You stand on that cliff and if you play bitch we gon knock you off
My niggas move tact bitch
No you can not knock us off
Told that bitch to move militant you better not piss me off

Yellow diamonds they pissy as fuck
You ain't talkin no money then get out my dms lil bitch no I don't give a fuck
And that nigga my son
He a whole bitch why he talking like that lil bitch wassup
Bitch that nigga switched up
Talking bout blicks up
Moving like he really fucking gon flip sumn
I see straight through the lies bitch
You know you can't hide bitch
ARP got drum and it got scope we buss your eye bitch
That bitch gon be your demise bitch
No bitch you can't have shit
No bitch you can't touch this shit
Rocks so cold I hate this shit

We tryna chop your head off
Hunned thousand miles that's what I did watch how I sped off
You stand on that cliff and if you play bitch we gon knock you off
My niggas move tact bitch
No you can not knock us off
Told that bitch to move militant you better not piss me off

I just popped an XO pill I got so high can't feel my face
Hit my J that's in your dreams this big ass blunt you can not face
He smoking black and mild
Bitch your nigga is a bum we pay no mind
Hella money signs in my fucking mind bitch
Swear I hate that hoe but she stay on my mind bitch
I might just text that hoe this shit might be a sign bitch
You can't be my hoe but you can be my side bitch
When she seen the dick she eat up like wasabi
Asking questions bitch but bitch you know where I be
Blat blat blat

Fuck that nigga Void bro

Black N Mild! (prod.tenshi)

sprinter (eman32x, JUCXEE)

mans gone (p. aloa)

ALL PLATS

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

I ain't been broke in a minute
Ran up these racks did it all in a minute
Tell all my sons to stop all that trolling shit
Now I'm up man these fuck niggas finished
Got in my bag lil bitch can't relate
Lil bitch you so broke so I cant even hate
Bitch I want it all I ain't sharing no plates
Now I'm blasting that shit I'm the face of the state
Tell you a fact most these fuck niggas broke
I could never ever beef bout a hoe
He ain't toting shit why he talkin' bout poles
New rocks bitch
They so cold
Saks fifth where I took my hoe
I don't want you round me bitch you not my bro
If he tote gen 5 leave a fuck nigga cold
Moncler season that's my coat lil bitch
Know I been making this money
I stack it up till the top lil broke lil bitch
Most of these broke bitches funny
I cant even look they way 'cause they make me sick
This Draco it came with extended clip
Like its gymnastics make a fuck nigga flip
You a bitch tryna beef 'bout a bitch like a bitch
I stay all to myself lil nigga fuck a clique
I been doing this way too long I really forget I can mother fuckin' rap
You said you got hella bands coming by the mail but nigga that's cap
I know crips nigga I know bloods I know a couple niggas they don't fuck with C
Know a bad bitch from the south I think she a model she stay on my D
I was swerving that bitch through the highway
Think I left that bitch on E
Bad bitch she coming my way
She said she want F me
Yeah that's my twin
We too locked in
Bitch yeah that's my G
Bad bitch
She in H town
She said boy come see
I hit that J I ain't passing that bitch
You a whole bitch nigga fuck yo clique
Hogging the ball then I'm shooting that bitch
Counting hella points nigga like six
My niggas really tryna slide on that bitch
We got hella sticks nigga hella blits
Bitch get off my dick I'm just working this shit
When I walk in the spot niggas take hella pics

I ain't been broke in a minute
I ain't been broke in a minute
Bitch I ain't been broke in a minute
I ain't been broke in a minute
Bitch my niggas spin like a fidget
I ain't been broke in a minute
I ain't been broke in a minute
I ain't been broke in a minute

Bitch my niggas spin like a
Eugh
My niggas spin like a fidget
Bitch
Fucking that bitch and she
Eugh eugh
Fucking that bitch and she spitting
Bitch
Bitch I'm really tryna slide on that bitch and then fuck on that bitch and then hit on her friend
She wanna take a picture but I can't cause her man gon' be mad that hoe she a fan

Bitch I ain't been broke in a
I ain't been broke in a minute
I ain't been broke in a
I ain't been broke in a minute eugh
I ain't been broke in a
I ain't been broke in a minute eugh
I ain't been broke in a

Slat

IN A MINUTE! (SNVTCH)

ALL PLATS

>Lyrics

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

Bitch
I'm tryna slide kick the bitch out the whip
15 minutes to make me a hit song
Bitch you know yeah I'm doing that shit
Your bitch said she love my song
But no I don't want that bitch

No I don't want that bitch though
She suck dick she start to choke
She said she love my song she love my voice she want my sons
Most of these niggas be bitchy for real
Most of these niggas be clones they my sons
Walk in that bitch and she fein for a picture
That bitch pop a titty she want me to sign her

20K
Blew it all on the wrist
Swear to God boutta change my bitch
Imma switch out that hoe like a fit
Beat his ass I don't need no blick
Draco it came like a stick
Bullets hit em they turned that boy stitchy
Diamonds they yellow as shit
Like they pissed off these fuckers pissy
No I ain't passing the ball imma score on the bitch
Imma dunk on the bitch like Jordan
Stupid bitch
Stay on my dick
She tryna fuck
She said she horny
Yeah I got your text but I ain't text back cause you ain't say nun important
Gotta switch my bitch up now cause this lil stupid bitch too boring
Swear to God she so messy
She gon' play with my balls like she Messi yuh
This shit too easy to me
I be making these hits on the regular who gon' stand up
Your hoe too easy to me I wont fuck on that bitch no more imma play in her guts
Spent 20 bands in the mall and I'm fresh as fuck that shit easy to me like what

I just switched my swag up cause bitch I got my bag up
Bitch I get high like NASA
What you bring to the table? Nada
She call me her papa
Bullets hit his top eugh
This bitch nasty as fuck like eugh
Comme des garcons what I put on the hood

Fuck a hook I don't need that shit
Bitch you know I'm still running this shit up
I ain't ever gon' tweak bout a bitch
All these bitches some mother fuckin' treeshas
I ain't know I could make me a hit
Imma slide through that bitch let that bitch off
I don't know why that boy tryna fit in
You too broke don't get me pissed off

X X X I'm off X
I'm too booted up
Sex sex sex she want sex
Told her toot it up
Me you and Hennessey I swear to God that's all I see
Omzijr did this
Did that
Prophecy
You tryna fucking die
Stupid bitch
Mock me
I just found out that your hoe a slut like tell her block me

X X X I'm off X
Bitch booted up
Sex sex sex she want sex
I told her toot it up
X X X X
Sex sex sex
I told her

X X X ! (SNVTCH)

ALL PLATS 

Lyrics

I'm tryna slide up on her
Masion Margiela I put on my feet lil bitch I see hella numbers
Bitch if you clap we gon clap back it sound like thunder
Got his lo off of Snapchat, you can't be dumber
Bitch so thick gotta hit from the side when I'm fucking that bitch she fuck back
Glock on my lap
Up that bitch and blow, no Rugrat
Spent like hunned thousand like stupid bitch yeah I been that
Did that, stupid bitch, step back
He upping his voice up this Drac' bet he gon feel that

Niggas be broke and they bummy
Nun these niggas gon step for shit
Niggas start moving so funny they seeing I'm up tell 'em get off my dick
No I could never ever ever tweak bout the bitch she just make me sick
No I could never ever ever go bout that shit put 'em in his place
Give 'em plenty face shots
Walk in that bitch and I see hella thots
Bitch my eyes close I got hella thoughts
All these fuck niggas clones all these fuck niggas bots
Bitch I got hella hoes bitch I got hella thots
All my niggas tryna run it up no second thoughts
If you play with the gang get put in a box

Keep my circle small like an ecstasy
Bitch I'm off this X nigga I can't see
Hotbox in the whip nigga I can't breathe
Told 'em I can't walk around without a glee
Hunned sum shots nigga they can't flee
And you said that's your bitch why she picking me
Twenty sum minutes and I'm making heat
Got hella bread slide with hella cheese
Nigga I got red bottoms on my feet

I'm tryna slide up on her
Masion Margiela I put on my feet lil bitch I see hella numbers
Bitch if you clap we gon clap back it sound like thunder
Got his lo off of Snapchat, you can't be dumber
Bitch so thick gotta hit from the side when I'm fucking that bitch she fuck back
Glock on my lap
Up that bitch and blow, no Rugrat
Spent like hunned thousand like stupid bitch yeah I been that
Did that, stupid bitch, step back
He upping his voice up this Drac' bet he gon feel that

Lil nigga step to me
Bitch I killed that
I'm finna load my nine
And cock this steel back
Y'all niggas on that fake shit
I smoke real packs
Bitch go up that fye
I got a real drac
Why these pussy niggas hatin
They be some real capper
Me twin slide to the spot
We finna wreak havoc
I swear I'm always geek
Bitch ima geek addict, geek habits
Talk on my shit I'm gon see about it

Like bitch I'm slidin in
Ok ok
Like bitch I'm slidin in

Four doors up on the road
I'm in a Maybach truck I'm gone
Big body al capone
I'm finna shoot at yo top get low
Ridin in that cat I'm tearin up the road
Stars in my ceiling
I think I'm in a rolls
I be switchin countries bitch
Like Demar darozen
But I ball out on the court
Like I'm Derick rose bitch

I'm tryna slide up on her
Masion Margiela I put on my feet lil bitch I see hella numbers
Bitch if you clap we gon clap back it sound like thunder
Got his lo off of Snapchat, you can't be dumber
Bitch so thick gotta hit from the side when I'm fucking that bitch she fuck back
Glock on my lap
Up that bitch and blow, no Rugrat
Spent like hunned thousand like stupid bitch yeah I been that
Did that, stupid bitch, step back
He upping his voice up this Drac' bet he gon feel that

FEEL THAT! (SNVTCH)

Lyrics 

I'm tryna slide in a brand new coupe
Hop in the booth bitch I stay in the stu
808's be so loud bitch they jump out the roof
These niggas never was really my slime bitch don't show me your music nigga that shit poo
Pop out the cut with a brand new fye nigga aim at his head and that shit went poof

Bad bitch seen her ass in the gram, she hit my line said she wanna be muuts
Bitch I'm spazzing like hold on
I be so hot like the mother fuckin' sun up
That boy a fan he talk shit on a burner
Stop asking lil bitch imma drop when I wanna
My slime slide with sticks and he tryna blow shit up
These niggas pussy as shit they be tuff on the gram tell a stupid fuck nigga to run up
Heard your hoe was a groupie lil bitch she just sucked on my dick tryna fuck on my brother
Twin gon pop out the cut with a kutta
Think he better than me imma leave em in a gutter
Just like Subway Surfers turn a nigga to a runner
Hella bands
Coming in
She want a pic 'cause that lil bitch a fan
Rolls Royce
Cullinan
Stars in the roof this a mother fucking ship

I'm tryna slide in a brand new coupe
Hop in the booth bitch I stay in the stu
808's be so loud bitch they jump out the roof
These niggas never was really my slime bitch don't show me your music nigga that shit poo
Pop out the cut with a brand new fye nigga aim at his head and that shit went poof

Hop on the gram and I post me a fit pic
Bad lil bitch tryna go on a picnic
Big ass drac put away that lil blick
Brand new flow niggas ain't ever seen this
I got niggas telling me that I'm crazy
White hoes black hoes I ain't racist
Speed on that highway like bitch is we racing
She on my dick cause she thinking I'm blasian
No I ain't rex but I'm just tryna make it

I'm tryna slide in a brand new coupe
Hop in the booth bitch I stay in the stu
808's be so loud bitch they jump out the roof
These niggas never was really my slime bitch don't show me your music nigga that shit poo
Pop out the cut with a brand new fye nigga aim at his head and that shit went poof
I'm tryna slide in a brand new coupe
Hop in the booth bitch I stay in the stu
808's be so loud bitch they jump out the roof
These niggas never was really my slime bitch don't show me your music nigga that shit poo
Pop out the cut with a brand new fye nigga aim at his head and that shit went poof

POPOUT! (SNVTCH)

Lyrics

Bitch I'm tryna slide and get 'em flipped
Two gens right on my hip
Spent 50 on my wrist
Hunned thou bitch I'm sending that hit
Hunned thou bitch we sending them blits
Tell that broke bitch to shut that shit up
Nigga really tryna slide with them glicks

Bitch I'm tryna see what you been on
She like my fits said I put that shit on
Bitch when I drop better turn that shit on
I just told that bitch come put it on me
If we go out it's on me
I'm tryna make this shit jump
All black attire bitch on me
They say I dress like a punk
Walk in that bitch his bitch stay on me
Like no bitch I ain't tryna fuck with you
She love my swag she said I'm cute
What's on my feet that's Jimmy Choo
This ain't no comp ain't me and you
Just get on beats and then I groove
Boy take that off your fit so poo
Like 20 grand that's what I blew
They said I'm crip cause I got blues but my pockets got greens too
You hit me up like who is you
Your bitch a fan she want my goo
She hit me up she begging for this
She tryna be my boo
She said she tryna link in summer
Told that bitch mind if I groove

You get it? Bitch yeah my pockets stay ready
You want a feature lil bitch come four pockets full like lil baby come bready
They said I'm the golden child bitch
Don't want that bitch she childish
Was cooling with my twin and got so high we touched the stars bitch

I'm tryna run this shit up
I'm tryna make this lil bitch jump
Racks I fuck this bitch up
Spent hella bands don't give no fucks
I'm tryna run this shit up
I'm tryna make this lil bitch jump
Racks I fuck this bitch up
Spent hella bands don't give no fucks

JUMP! (tenshi)

Lyrics 

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

Niggas ain't touching no bread they not for real
ARP, Glock 19, bitch I'm tryna kill shit
Twin shit
Locked in
Pill shit
Geeked up
Nigga we so fucked up
No bitch we can't feel shit
And I'm too locked in with this shit
Thinking bout the shit we could've been bitch
Now all I could do is stare up at some flicks
They ain't no fix to this
They ain't no fix to that like

Money virus
Evil bands hella bands bitch
Miley cyrus
Glock 40 ah spazz and make you dance bitch
Just made five gon flip that bitch to 10 stack on yo head bitch
Call him Mr.TalkAlot we know he ain't gon flip shit

She ain't giving head
Tell that slut hoe she dismissed
Ten on my watch broke bitch you can't flip this
Time is money
Watch named Benjamins
I'm a rich bitch
Clock ain't moving
You ain't making money
You'se a broke bitch

I swear I can't stand these niggas
These niggas I can't stand 'em we gon get up on 'em
Treat his ass like KKK the way we got up on and blat
And my twin he tryna walk out with that K and let shit splat

Money virus
Evil bands hella bands bitch
Miley cyrus
Glock 40 ah spazz and make you dance bitch
Just made five gon flip that bitch to 10 stack on yo head bitch
Call him Mr.TalkAlot we know he ain't gon flip shit

EVILBANDZ! (15drtt)

Lyrics

My nigga trim
Like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Nigga play bitch we shooting up the party
Bitch I'm finna spend racks on a carti
That's yo bitch why she stay on my body
I don't know these niggas they nobodies
I took a X now I'm geeked in the party
Just like Dex racks jump out the gym
Tryna talk down but lil bitch you know I'm him
Bitch I'm with the sharks imma teach you how to swim
Model hoe told me that she tryna make a film
Bitch I spent racks on a mother fuckin bag then I double C Chanelly her fucking waist
Double B Balenci my fucking face
Pop out the cut with a drac watch him race
762s what he mother fuckin taste

Trim trim
Trim trim
Trim trim huh
Trim huh trim huh

My nigga trim like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Fuck that bitch and I'm pulling her bonnet off
Yeah lil bitch yeah I love when that money call
In the bank imma pull out a hunned ball
Got so much no I can't even spend it all
Bitch I walk in that store and I buy it all
Here she go with this shit think she fancy
I been making some hits they all classics lil bitch
To the Gods that I pray hope I make it lil bitch
In the stu cooking up bitch I'm making this shit
She told me she in love but I'm dogging the bitch

Hop out the whip
Spark at the bitch
Bitch please don't be dumb if you run up get hit
Twenty five out the bank imma spend it on the blick
She too easy I heard I can't fuck with that bitch
What I said to myself these niggas weird as shit
The way these niggas so broke I swear it make me sick
Said she love my voice she get wet as shit
Bitch I'm with the gang nigga you can't fit

Trim trim
Trim trim
Trim trim huh
Trim huh trim huh

My nigga trim like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Fuck that bitch and I'm pulling her bonnet off
Yeah lil bitch yeah I love when that money call
In the bank imma pull out a hunned ball
Got so much no I can't even spend it all
Bitch I walk in that store and I buy it all
Here she go with this shit think she fancy
I been making some hits they all classics lil bitch
To the Gods that I pray hope I make it lil bitch
In the stu cooking up bitch I'm making this shit
She told me she in love but I'm dogging the bitch

TRIM! (SNVTCH)

RESENT! (SNVTCH)

Lyrics

Tryna fuck with that bitch she too bogus for me
Bitch I'm shooting my shot and you knowing it's green
That nigga try he get put on a screen
I'm off X lil bitch no teen
No bitch you not part of my team
Its 350 that's the tag of the tee
I ran it up bitch she told me that's tea

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

Bitch
What's the tag on that
Bitch I spent me a bag on a mother fucking cat
Hellcat jump
Brand new scat
Hellpup jump
Brand new blat
Niggas try run up we leaving 'em flat
Bitches slip when it's hot that's the sign on my gat
Niggas watching like the mother fuckin cinema
Bitches talking they can't give you the minimal

Bitch who want smoke just let me know
My shooter he on go
We got bullets for your hoe and kids
Bitch yeah we want smoke
Bitch my shooter leave 'em stank
They wont ever know
So much bread I broke the bank bitch
Give a fuck bout a hoe

Give a fuck what a lil hoe said
Stupid bitch needa stay on her meds
I done ran this shit up like a mother fuckin jew if it ain't about money its dead
Give a fuck what a lil hoe said
Stupid bitch needa stay on her meds
I done ran this shit up like a mother fuckin jew if it ain't about money its dead

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

Think I spent too much today
Everyday like a holiday
Ballhog, shoot that shit, made that shit, hit parlays
No I ain't passing the ball bitch
Spent like 10 racks in the mall bitch
I'm going up I cant fall bitch
I'm getting put on that wall

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

BOGUS! (SNVTCH)

SLIDE! (SNVTCH)

OUTTHABANK! (SNVTCH)

NOT RIGHT! (SNVTCH)

18! (xpreeseason, prodbybogge)

>lyrics

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word
Just wanna fuck, I don't wanna flirt

I'm sorry if yo fuckin feelings got hurt
When I drop, lil niggas act like they ain't heard 
I'm on top, lil bitch I'm the king of this earth
Whip so fast, I pulled off and left in a blur 

Yeah, left that lil boy in a hearse 
Hm, yeah, yeah
Mm, aye
She want me sing to her
Yeag, yeah yeah

From the start, I knew I'd go up
Niggas hated, they ain't show no love
I sent bread to get him packed up
My team fed, we ain't givin up

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word

She like wassup
Girl let's go put in work
Tryn' leave lil bitch you can
My feelings they ain't hurt
If he talk down put him in a hearse
Bitch I'm out of town in that V reverse
Better come bready if you want a verse
Bitch I'm in that scatpack it gon burst
Binary the glock it's a three round burst
Never come in last bitch I come in first
Why these hoes they stay on me
Bad lil vibe from the south side she just wan' eat me
When I'm in that bitch I start to count down nigga like 1 2 3
Nigga I meant 3 2 1 
Can't call me no clone I'm the one
Bad bitch she tryna have my son
Play with my feelings lil bitch I'm done
I said wassup girl
She like wa- (she said wassup)

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word

Huh in that club bitch she too drunk
All black fit might be a punk
I'm too high smoking on runts
Bitch what I smoke my lungs they punch
This big ass blunt you can not touch
Huh uhh huhhh
I'm going far
She play with my bone
She said I'm a dog

Wassup wassup girl (yeah, yeah,)
Uh huh uhh (y-yeah, y-yeah)
Wassup wassup girl (yeah, yeah)
Wassup wa- just say wassup
She like wassup
Huh huh uh huh uh

lullaby (xpreeseason)

Mona Lisa w/ greatestredefined (aloa) [ALL PLATS]

lyrics:

Upside down tryna leave this shit gone
Look at my face upside down smile
No i do not fuck with none of these hoes
I swear to God they all wasting my time
Why the lil hoe try to play in my face like her best friend ain’t really here on my line
I’m tryna slide to the crib and then beat down then dip out I ain’t wasting no time

Tell you I love you lil bitch I done lied to you
If I give you my heart what it mean to you
I can’t wait till i get in that crowd niggas singing my songs all my dreams come true 
Stars in the roof in the no resent
T-T-Touch down touch down this shit was meant
B-B-Bussdown bussdown wrist start to melt
Bring them guns out guns out pussy nigga better
Duck now
Watch out
You can’t be in my life you gone now
Oh you popping yo shi oh wow 
Ex bitch in my phone said she proud of me
Check came in imma Prada me
Momma said she proud I’m a prodigy
Blunt season fall it got hella leaves in it
Bitch I get high as the trees

Slide to the crib
I got some shit on my pants
Think i’m rocking Denim Tears
Bitch think i’m crazy
She tried to play in my face
Why the fuck she shedding tears
They said i’m crazy
I won’t be the judge of that but I know i’m better than my peers
Gotta make my momma proud 
I ain’t being in the studio just to waste my years

Upside down tryna leave this sh- hm hm
L-L-Look at my face upside down
N-N-No i do not fuck with none of these H-H-Hoes
I-I swear to God they all wasting my t-t-time
Why the lil hoe try to play in my face like her best friend ain’t really here on my
I-I-I’m tryna slide c-c-crib and then beat down then dip out I ain’t wasting no t-t-t-time

O-Oh my God Omar you a low life ass b-b-bitch

@@upsidedown! (easterpink, whoisriqo, 2c)

lyrics:

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass b-b-b-bitch

Walk in the spot we ain’t taking no photos
My niggas riding in coupes fuck a four door
Eugh, don’t want that bitch cuz she nasty
E-E-Eugh, put this shit on bitch i’m fancy
M-M-Mason Margiela I put on her feet
I might fuck on that bitch and then move to the next bitch
Bitch I’m balling fuck about an ex bitch
Why you tweaking I ain’t seen yo text bitch
Nigga try to run up he get blat 
Huh nigga try to run up he get splat bitch 
I’m in the car with the stars on the roof it go vroom vroom vroom better watch ya hoe 
We turn a nigga to stars in this bitch we go boom boom boom at ya fucking door 
D-D-Draco it kick like a mother fucking horse
Put a broom on the stick nigga sweep at the floor
I heard these niggas was cloning these niggas was copy and paste better watch that flow

No I don’t want that bitch she too nasty for me
Took a thou out the bank imma spend it on me
How im spreading this money I got a disease
Nigga stay on my dick nigga go get some P’s
Wanna work stupid bitch it’s gon come with a fee
I-I-I been killing these beats tell me who stopping me
I ain’t miss in a minute it’s easy for me
That’s yo bitch why the fuck is she feening for me

Niggas ain’t break no bank
Swear to God all these fuck niggas broke
Niggas ain’t make no crank
Swear to God these fuck niggas jokes
Nigga, you needa slow down
Hit my phone they like “you needa drop now”
Bitch I’m running this shit like its ghost town
Get it
These niggas dead like fetty 
Hit his eye turn a fuck nigga fetty 
They like how many hoes i’m like many
She like how many poles i’m like plenty
Stupid bitch you can’t get you a penny
Model bitch and she look just like Demi Lovato 
Damn bitch no that ain’t many
Bad bitch tryna blick sum she think she latto
She want me to slide in her panties
25 hunned what i spent on the rich nigga bottle
Bitch better eat my kids
Bad bitch on the gram nigga yeah I slid with full throttle
Green fn nigga I did
Said i’m washed stupid bitch yeah wassup now
I could rap from the sun up to sun down
Not my bro so lil bitch better watch out 
I know niggas that’s bringing them cliques out

We tryna slide in a two door coupe
Four blicks gon hop out that bitch
I ain’t tryna hear your song that shit poo
Nigga really better wrap that shit
Wiping that nose cuz that boy got a flu
Nigga really better watch out bitch
Going too fast for these fuck niggas too
Niggas better try to catch up bitch

2 Door Coupe!

TOO BAD! w/kxiden (xpreeseason, charleew)

prod. kitabeatz

lyrics:

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give the nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

1 or 2 bitches tryna suck this dick
3 or 4 niggas tryna up a blick
5 or 6 songs nigga they all hits
8 or 9 times bitch I made a hit
I-I-I'm it, Bitch I'm him
Niggas can't even step in my room
You a bitch, that's on God
Why the fuck would I wanna be you
Nigga I'm a goat, in my own lane, fuck is these niggas gon do
You can't ride my wave, you gon need a boat tryna do the shit that I fucking do

Man I love talking bout the money that I ran up
I would hate me too if I could never run these bands up
And you fucked up bad bitch you got your chance fucked
I could never look back to these niggas hell nah
5R bitch you know that we running shit
I cant fuck with that hoe she a scrawny bitch
Turned 18 then I start running shit
We too locked in never argue bout a bitch
With my twin we still getting that cheddar
Pockets heavy, yours light as a feather
Walk past a group I ain't checking the weather
I pass the blick he gon blow at whoever

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give a nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

Omzijr

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