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made this high asl in my room.

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4roggy4r33styl3. (prod.venti)

dröwnn. (prod.668)

2 guys getting a lil silly.

Lyrics: ono4L
girl please dont talk (uhhuhh)
girl but please dont talk (uhhuhh)
wich doin
dont tell a lie(uhhuhh)
smoke runts on the side

girl dont talk to me im runnin this shit up prolly(huh)
me an my twin got it in a bag jus like robbery(heh)
there ain no stopin me 
there ain no stopin us 
whatchu gon do...
when you see that truck

i got new shit new bitches 
i got new shit new riches 
i got a same gang new women
its a different typa fight fuck nigga issa scrimmage
i said baby dont tell me that you love me
its gon only make it worse make it ugly (ahhhh)(uh)
idgaf if you playin wit mine we sendin shots(ahhh) up at his mind
idgaf break down hah spine
yea she look good but ion got the time(aghhhhh)

Cosac:
yea she bad what im(dam) sippin 
she got ass(dam) big ole tiddes(dam) (lol)
i get ass in my mentions
she get mad(dam) when im flexin(daymm)
amin that glock at a different direction(daymm)
she give me top and that shit was aggressive
dming hah friend yk that im hittin(daymm)
givin me dome that shit was a blessin (yuh)
girl dont talk to me (ewww)
i make that money monopoly
please stop stalking me 
ik u think imma prophecy
plugg gon hit my phone im textin em probably
she gon hit my phone but ain nobody as hot as me

i got a glock an you know that im blastin
she gave me dome and that shit was imagine
hearin her scream ik its attractive
hit from the back an leave her in the past tense

fwm u get killed
poppin that boy like a pill
said he want smoke its a drill
i do this shit for the thrill

damn im in luv shawty u bad
i might skrt off inna jag
leave ya boyfriend in the past
he ain neva hit me back

Ono4L x Cosac :
she gon walk to me(yes this gets its own line)*it was layered
Ono4L:
ok 
she gon walk to who
that nigga ain een ya mans baby (huh)
im tryna see how you move
baby you too fine
baby you knew my(huh) (yea)
name was 4
i got this swag on me
an this bag on me
lil bitch yea i gotta go(uh) (uh) 
lil bitch i gotta go(uh)(uh)
lil bitch i gotta jet

on 4s ft. cosac (prod.hoodrixh) [lyrics in des]

huh 
yea i walk up in tha club an im fukd up 
uh walk up in tha club an now im fukd up
uh walk up in tha club an now im fukd up 
all my niggas walk up in tha club we fuked up 
yea we fukd up bitch yea we fukd up
i had a styrofoam in tha club bra
in tha club bra in tha club bra
in tha club bra in tha club bra
alr took 2 sips in tha club bra 
in tha club bra in tha club bra
in tha club bra in tha club bra
2 yt chicks in tha mf club bra (ew ew)
in tha club bra in tha club bra
in tha club bra in tha club bra
bitch im fukd up in tha god damn vip 
i jus took a sip 
i jus took a sip 
tryna undress me in tha god damn vip 
bitch u got no morals an im off these fukin scripts 
bitch im leanin in tha club 
pregame widda stryofoam cup bitch im turnt up 
pretty nigga 40 slap 4 tha cut 
u can see in this bitch rollin in tha club 
throw a 4 throw a 4 throw a dub 
gave up on tha song so im boutta break down stuff 
bitch i got hella runtz
she throwin ass in tha club 
tryna fw 4 bih 4 been goin up 
i donttttt give a fukkkkk about dis songgggg
screamin in tha mic grabbin on hah thong 
its like ya niggas tryin way 2 hard jus let it flow 
like een if im off beat im still in my mode bitch 
idgaf 4 got ha wet like ocean
bitch im off that drank off dat paint off dat potion 
if dey start pattin down boddies im like oh shit 
niggas startin 2 move like bitches all they care bout is motion 
keep it on my body i cant go out like no hoe den 
y u hang out wit em when u know they not 10 toes damn 
vocals aint layerin right now im gettin pissed 
fuk dis song bitch im endin this shit

fukd up /idagf [lyrics in desc] (prod.jj1da)

ig@fuk4ell

i said how u got no racks pussy nigga i put on 4 me

i-i-i i been gettin cash lil bitch what u want from me 

bitch i’m steady in tha trap an im screamin out fuk police 

nigga whatchu mean 

i fuk that bitch she on my team 

she throwin 4s she fuk wimme 

i get that gas an smoke that green (runitback)

nigga whatchu mean 

i fuk that bitch she on my team 

she throwin 4s she fuk wimme 

i get that gas an smoke that green 

ni-nigga whatchu mean (awe fuk)

newbies on my feet 

truey on my jeans 

if a nigga talk wrong bitch i’m knocking out yo teeth 

big gas on me 

she wan sip tha 40 

i pour that shit on me 

yuh why she always tryna od 

now it chrome hearts on my jeans 


now these bitches wanna fuk me but i’m rollin up dis green 

bitch this bread bussin out tha fukin jeans 

trappin juggin nigga i was born wit it in my genes 

pretty nigga fukin on tha bitches that be all up in yo dreams 

that bitch broken hearted i jus roll up smoke my fukin green 

bitch i ball like harden 

nigga im knockin outcha fukin teeth 

i’m not a vet nigga i still keep them stripes on my sleeve 

i’m makin checks nigga im thumbin while u snore an u sleep 

fuk ha in tha pontiac now she call me ddg 

got no swag nigga u still rockin fukin cdg 

i can’t trust no fukin thot man she gotta rock wimme 

real vamp shit bite tha bitch gotta make hah bleed 

i might throw a 4 up in that cup nigga das dat le-

she wanna fuk wit 4ell throw that shit up on my sleeve 

badbackin ￼slammin super hard gettin g’s 

i cant fuk wit ya niggas ya police 

y she goin crazy offa fukin vid offa tweet 

i been touchin fukin racks while u pussy niggas sleep 

get ya weight up y u waiting nigga hit tha streets 

uhhh goin crazy off dis fukin bean 

an she want 4ell i cant go back 2 tha streets 

an she want me back up in tha south not 4 free 

when i left 407 told myself find a way 2 get involved wit ya dreams 

now these niggas want sum fts now i’m gettin 2 tha cheese 

ah 4 


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swagonnahoe [4ellmixx] (ells) prod.madaphet [lyrics in des]

real rap


i cant find tha prod currently looking for it

wasitallcap/blus ft oxynevadies

call me ells but im winnin (winnin)
i want keep tha peace but im trippin (trippin)
baggy clothes up on my body she think im hot (hotttt)
my shit exxtend release yuh yo shi not (its not not)


woo aye 3 hoes tryna fuk all three of em (3)
i pour 3 4s i pour 3 of em (3)
bih we cuttin up big ahh truck big ahh truck (vroom)
how tf u gon start a trap bitch youn gotta front (brr brr)
yuh woah im in dat store front (come on)
he thought this shiii was a game till we got his bro touched (pfft)
mhhm how u mad that ya hoe fukd
yea i wan me a chain but not a gold one 
my city dead but if i throw a show its gon be fun (jump)
i snuck in now im passin percs up in tha club (hol on)
she said that im thirsty im tryna sip yo cup 
tol hah she cant do that she gon get 2 stuck (ayeee)
i tol hah im not a thuuugggg
bad hoe bad hoe ik she in luv (go go)
she gon txt my phone mhmm like im tha pluggg (mmm)
i could put on all black i could put on 1of1s (1of1s)
i could put on all dat (all dat) i could tell em get tf (get tf)
ion want that thot back i jus think she want tha ugh 


aye yuh 3 hoes tryna fuk all 3 of em 
i pour 3 4s i pour 3 of emmmm
bih we cuttin up (skrrrrrrttt) big ahh truck big ahh truck 
how tf youn gon start a trap bitch youn gotta front (bow)
yuh where im at im in dat store front 
he thought this shit was a game till his ahh got poked up 
yea yea bih im offa old oneeee
i could tell by tha way u talk u no one
oouu she sending throwbacks 2 me (2 me)
she said she miss me tol hah ahh go back 2 sleep yea yuh

hymtyhf? [lyrics in desc] (prod.kade)

whatiwantwitu (prod.xon!)

yk where u at 

i get locked in 
u get locked up 

i get locked in 
u get locked up 

yea ughhh
imma pop it 
i jus bought one 

mind playing tricks on me keep my eyes shut 
im smokin wit sum zos an rastas wagwan 
i cant do tha back an forth yall love gossip 

ughhhhh

i said yall love drama 
im posed 2 be tha calm one but yall got me on hot stuff 
i cant trust tha boul he neva pop nun 
yea u wanna live like dis das tuff 
ion een wanna live like dis its jus tha way it was 

trap gon flip yea its gon jump 
trap gon jump but im throwin tha funds 
4 yea spend it get it back fuk its way 2 fun 
yea bnb wit yo crush 
yeaaa bnb wit tha baddest 
yt hoe shakin ass she wan me 2 catch it 
yea hmm boul jus left his fye imma boutta grab it 
she talkin bout fuckin 4 so long now its gettin nasty 
bae u took long link now im alr past it 
pourin drugs up wit my bad bitch 

ahhh yea 
shi get slimy boul u need a napkin 
crush this hoe one time now she bragging 
im jus tryna catch a kill like assassin (boom) ugh

pfft pfft 
yea drugs they numb me they dont feel tha same no more 
uppers an downers feel tha same im bored 
like uppers an tha downers tol em bring em more
bring em more 
bring em more 
uhhhh
i got bouls that move so slimy throw dat 4 
throw dat 4 
i got bouls that move so slimy kick dat door 
kick that door 
walk in take everything that u own

locked in [lyrics in des] (prod.analog princess)

screaming inside :)





i can’t tell if she actually cares man

@the edge (prod.jeudis)

ouuuu

ouuuu

ouuuu 

i rather get dis money den lay down wit u 

yea it feel it good outside what i look like trustin u 

yea it feel good outside i cant feel my face 

im off perc n drank ouuu ayy 

when u by my side i feel so damn safe 

u know im paranoid i cant be 2 safe  

yea keep on clutchin u cant be 2 safe  

im pour 4s on 4s das alot of drank 

i ain mean 2 make u feel dat way its jus hard 2 change 

it been hard for me 2 record i been in my brain 

ouu i wanna trust u but it sound so fake 

ouuu lemme take u out lets go do sumn things

ouu i pop percys cause tha pain 

yea he pop percys cause he lame 

yea u was fukin wit my head sumn had 2 change 

yea he keep tha cash on em he dont trust tha bank 

yea thats easy play i jus gotta change 

c'mere i was down bad on my dik try make sumn shake 

yeaa do dat shii dolo dey run dey mouth 

ouu 2016 in dat polo walk inside yo house 

i been poppin pills since 2016 still ain take me out 

ok 2016 in all black fukin up my town 

ouu dissa coupe not no scat hoe its easy 2 jumpout

dontbe2safe [lyrics in desc] (prod.Xylon)

(bro idk why the beat is like in yo left ear im sorry fr but i like this song)

till the world stop spinning (headphones recommend)

(ells)

ayyy 

aughhh-

ahhh

mmm yea i get high 2 much that all i know 

mmm yea new frames on my face she wanna fuk but i shit 2 do at home 

yea new frames on my face she wanna fuck but i don’t know 

huh ells 

she did hah body where hah waist went 

i’m wit unc scaling it out smoke dope in the basement 

yea she said i move 2 fast she said i’m moving crazy woah 

bury me in money you ain’t gotta go cremate me god damn 

i’m tryna roll this blunt up baby why ur hands inside my pants 

i’m tryna hit every state den fly out 2 japan or maybe france 

shii up in my lap baby i can’t go out like dem 

i got bruddas das gon kick ya lil doe in for a xan 

she look good wit that sew in bae i want be more den friends 

(cosac)

I been way too fried blacking out I'm 
with my twin

G19 go with i leave u floating in the wind

Talking shi up on the gang I stomp him when I'm in timbs

Idk what he be on 762

I done popped too many percs and now im sliding w the crew

Yea i love my mama need open up her eyes

I just took another perc I ain't tryna die

Why u hating on the kid if u play both sides

I was out here off the pack I was

I was out here off the pack I was super fried

(ells) 

yeaaa i’m wit twin 2 geeked up 2 damn high 

yea mmm i jus popped a mhmm den im popped outside 

pill inside my pop baby ion need no line 

yea i’m tryna stack this pape 2 the sky im not jus tryna get by

newframes ft cosac prod.cosac (lyrics in desc)

yeah fleugh fleugh fleugh ugh 

she want me 2 get sober told her i don’t care 

i got shit 2 do tn but don’t know what 2 wear 

u see me inside that forest boy u betta help da bear 

i’m in pacsun blowin pape don’t got a budget don’t een care 

i got shit u can’t een find or buy man this shit is rare 

she told me keep hittin that spot (why) she said she almost there 

(ouu) pockets full of knots wtf dey got in there’s  

i’m soba outside makin plays id rather be aware 

when i get home boy i geek up geek up 

rollin up with a bad bitch wit my feet up (ughh)

i bought that bag myself i don’t split on the reup 

family guy im tryna bring that bag home like i’m peter 

boy u talk 2 hot up on the net 2 jus get beat up (boop boop boop) 

told myself today when i woke imma be sumn (i did)

put the pills down don’t feel like i need em (i don’t) 

smoke tha za 2 the face lungs gettin beat up 

push up inna crv tryna push up inna beemer 

u showed who u was that was way more den one reason 

brand new book bag on my back preem backpack 

i was tryna move tha percs round den got banned on snapchat 

u want me take steps back(ughh) but i’m pass that 

i’m movin way 2 fast(ayooo) i jus got banned on cash app (ahhh)

help da bear prod.gassouljah & onehotnife (lyrics in desc)

long nights longer days everyday im tryna get paid go (wahh)

cant get trapped inside the trap had 2 change my ways 

yea u supposed 2 my twin i call ya phone u acting strange 

but its cool its okay im pacsun blowin pape 

got that check im moving fast blew that shit up inna day (big spender)

i put me first now im watchin shit just fall in place (ong)

i put me first n all that shit jus start 2 change (boy it did)

hah lvld up my bitch i was paranoid inside the crib flushed away the scripts

ahhhh boul go make a move stop talm bout what ya did 

keep my head down n jus grind in time we gon be big (yuhhh)

a couple weeks it took sumn time a couple weeks i changed the way i live 

u wasnt wimme when i was down u cant get inside this whip (yah ouuu)

u gps im outiside alot i was jus outside drawln now i got me a job 

u could say what u want im still outside getting guap 

u could think what u want boy im jus tryna get alot 

yuh yuh car no key bih yeaaa u cant catch in dat im always speeding 

i ain een like throwing back back den i thought needed it 

dis hoe like how i live my life she mad she cant afford it 

i quit the xan n perc n got tha pape that xtra shit was corny 

but i still have my have my days i still wan pop sumn 

i be spending dont een check the price this shit dont cost nun 

neva lease nvr rented i got it i bought em

no days off prod.wywery (lyrics in desc)

yo yo woah yuh woahhh 

spend shit get shit back 

woahhh 

ditch the designer im wearing outside poppin shit movin 2 fast (2 fast)

popped a g ain tryna go 2 sleep know a place we could walk thru da back 

(hot) hotbox the coupe 2 days ago ts still reek it smell like gas 

im on my 5th one popped out true religion i might have 2 get christians (dior)

fuked up fried play notes on key board 

my hoes bad could never be yours

(ughh) doc was stingy wit the script i told that my knees sore  

outside takin cuts they lost asf i took a couple detours (wahh)

got me a colombia jacket but i need me a gortex 

why tf he think he safe we jus aint swing his door yet (mhmm)

break the bags down inna different state (state state)

i got the i got the cause i got plays 2 make plays 2 make (playsss) 

i got the keys 2 the lock box keys 2 the vault keys 2 the bank (i got wat bih) 

(yeaaa) i got the keys 2 the safe got me a key picked dropped it off same day 

push up wiit poke cause my brudda got aim (trueee)

told my brudda if he chill in the trap he gon age 

my brudda rather jumpout den jump offa stage i get that money both ways 

mixing the upper n the downers im feeling insane bitch im breakin my brain 

put my hand inside the bag (ughh) (frrr) (wah)

bih pull out a 8th roll me a 8th face me a 8th (brrrrr) 

yea im smacked den a bih (wahhh)

my bruuda wan button dont let him find switch (frr frr frrr woooo)

she ask what im doin i told her dont trip (dont trip)

(lil bih) we boutta take a trip

she said she dont like me when im offa script (dat script)

woah im offa dat script rn 

car no key take off up in dat whip (go!) we jus fukin (go!) bipped

had 2 boss up now we push up in shit we all push up shi look lika fleet 

she wan sumn prada i bought hah celine 

im puttin grabba n za all in the leaf (go! go! go!)

she like TMZ take photos 

dat boy not gon crash but if he do he gon be totaled (come on) (skkrrrahhhh)

wont crash bout nun (wahhh) wont crash bout shii (wahhh)

freaky hoe wan fuk so imma crack hah on bed (wahh)

i got 2 much in my head (ong) 

i jus quit the meds (wooooo) 

bnb she all on me she keep on droppin head (ahh)

ex bih keep on calling me dont know why she on dik (ahh)

cause im up rn thats jus the way this life shit is 

i want that tracky (skrrrr) dont want no damn benz 

want that gaup dont care bout no new friends (yea go!)

spend that shit and get it back it jus the way i live 

in my bag break down bags remember day mamma dukes was sad 

im so up rn i go back home n give ma dukes sumn cash (yeaaa)

why u worried bout what u had (ahhh)

lemme know bout whatchu got (ok)

im smokin on good gas dem boys be smokin on rocks

ono4L (@fuk4ell)

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