No Time 2 Waste (Intro)

Bloodline [Prod. DB!]

BUMMY $WAG

I.B.I.M.B

Met This Boy

LYRICS:
Ouweee damn I’m so fabulous
Bitch I’m paid in full ‘cause Muni Ace is never halfin it
I’ll Kill Ciaga and all you other fags too
Mere Mere who the fairest and damn for sure ain’t you 
Yes I’m necksteppa
Go get the Timberland 
Bigo girls say they better, maybe in never-land
In my Wayne era ‘cause you hoes got me wheezing 
They asked me what’s my time zone 
Mother fucking demon
Wait ain’t you dropping on her date?, mm, hell yeah
All her disses really got you ate?, tuh, hell nah
Hold on I’m finna dial the flyest bitch, hold on why I get the phone call?
And all you other hoes blacklisted 
All that shit talking gonna get you back fisted black bitches
And I just got my hair done, that’s another damn reason I ain’t fucking with you cap bitches


Tryna go toe to toe with Muni Ace, I’on think you can afford to
Talking ‘bout nobody can be you, hm, I’on think nobody want to
He said his dick was a school shooter so I put the pussy on lockdown
Over here tryna swim in this lake
Better get to skipping like rocks now
I call the shots bitch referee
Go dumb dumb like Jeffery
I heard my ex still check for me
All up on my balls like Steph Curry
Give a fuck ‘bout a bum bitch
Use that piece, drum stick
Ouuuu, mm, mm, mm, mm mm


God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn

Last Word (Freestyle)

LYRICS:
Ayo, stay yo ass put don’t make me tell you again
They be hot like for one day, think they melting again 
The nigga was just Slydin now he kneeling to me
Yo music give ear infections
You ain’t hear it from me
Stop the yelling on them panels, yo music wouldn’t be as terrible
Spreading all them tales like sea creatures and Ariel 
Flow be on Katrina could wipe you out and ya area
Wrist got hella stars but foreigns not from America


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a issue
Tell these whores press the issue


These hoes ain't saying shit lyrics be on sim
Yell, “PBN muhfucka!” when I ride on SLM
I was just be being real, why you get so seri?
How to get up out the booth?, you could just ask siri
And I know a team of 6 will put that stick up to your forehead
Bitch we ain’t the same you gotta pay niggas for head
New fur coat, put the bear on me
Freddy Krueger necksteppa putting Baron sleep
You bitches barely making noise, ASMR
Ion do a lot of ki I'm in that push to start
Yes I swing on hoes, also swing on polls
Number 1 spot I always do my thing on polls
And yes I’m know to get down like a bitch without her wheelchair
Body bags on body bags
Bryan know that I body fags
Get my corn bread then I spread that shit like Diva hole, you a silly ho
Ass fatter than usual and I get more D than urinals
Known to put it down, ask Brandy
Told these whores they can kiss my nuts and my ass cheeks, Sandy
Touching on my thrown, other week he was just fanning
Yo shit old, better pack it up, fanny
Gloss on my lips, check the face, check the waist 
Tryna screenshot my style here’s a kiss, kissy face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Heard these bitches wanna problem, problem
I’ma be the one to come 
& solve it, solve it
Money tall & Braulick
Fades, I come & call it
I’m steady shitting on 
these bitches while these bitches stalling
Bitch you is a wannabe 
I’m a who they wanna be
Hop up in that big body
Whip out a whole colony
If that was yo nigga 
why you nigga keep calling me
Fall like Kobe Bryant
If you think you gonna ball on me
Ayo muni, i heard bitches going ROUGE
You be with the rookies, while i’m chilling with the pros
This Cavalli head to toe
But I guess you wouldn’t know
Can I get in PBN, I told you bitches “NO!”
All that chirping for the birds 
you get street bread
These niggas biting off my style like where my streetcred 
& I be better than these niggas fuck what he said
Told muni, It’s to many sons 
I need nieces 
Pass me the keys 
& I hop in speeding
I’m such a deadbeat
I’m never feeding
I’m steady hearing all these disses 
i dont feed in
You not my son
You a peasant 
Take this beating
Yo nigga said he wanna taste
So i hit him back with a heart, kissey face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue

Kisses To My Wannabes (feat. BRYXN) (prod. Luiz Perry)

YUNG TAT & FILESP - THE PIMP [PROD. FILESP]

I got what I need 
Lotta weed
Spark it up and feel relief 
Bitch I chief 
On the keef
Lay me right back in my dreams 
Underneath 
All my sheets
Phantom boy through me you see 
Shining bright 
Can’t you see 
I look like some jewellery 
Bitch I’m true 
To the game 
Lame you do it all for fame 
What’s it take 
You a fake 
What’s at stake 
Authenticity 
I can’t help but hate 
Is there love in the vicinity
Fuckin hate this place
Blast off outta here infinity 
Beyond 
Behold 
Me I got my steeze on 
Too high don’t take me home 
Passed the sky 
In the stars like Elon

SpaceX420

Execution Day

MOSHPIT (p. devilship)

Mother/hate-train era





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BUMMY $WAG

Mère

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