MY POCKETSS FAT LIKE LAGYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Mixed by Rare
Vocals and Lyrics by Caleb Juarez
Helped by Zai

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[Lyrics]
(Intro)
What's going on

(Verse)
What’s inside yo head (Da, da, da, da)
Don’t you think I got you read (Da, da, da, da)
Every time I feel so fed up with these problems

Time ain’t by yo side
Do you think I’m on yo mind
I be thinkin’ every night
“I’m so fuckin’ done”

(Pre-Chorus)
I feel fatal
Your arms are so cold (Ooh)
Bridge ain’t stable
Don’t let all this go (Ooh)

All This fake shit
Walk it out the door
But my patience is thrown (Duh, duh)

(Chorus)
We ain’t got our lives in check
I see you in bed
With no one with you
I put our love in a hold
Cause where would I go if we were chasin’ love

(Verse Two)
What’s inside yo brain
I been feelin’ all this pain
Now I don’t wanna wake up to the morning sun (Umm)
(Ahh)

Damn
Been broken up just way too much
Like now (Just a bit too much)
(Bit too much!)
This shit go on and on and on like-

(Pre-Chorus)
I feel fatal
Your arms are so cold (Ooh)
Bridge ain’t stable
Don’t let all this go (Ooh)

All This fake shit (Ooh)
Walk it out the door (Ooh)
But my patience is thrown (Duh, duh)

(Chorus)
We ain’t got our lives in check
I see you in bed
With no one with you
I put our love in a hold
Cause where would I go if we were chasin’ love

(Bridge)
I feel fatal
Your arms are so cold (Your arms are too cold)
Bridge ain’t stable (Ooh)
Don’t let all this go (Ooh)

All This fake shit (Ooh)
Walk it out the door (Don't walk out the door now)
But my patience is thrown (Ooh)

(Chorus)
We ain’t got our lives in check
I see you in bed
With no one with you
I put our love in a hold
Cause where would I go if we were chasin’ love

(Outro)
I feel fatal
Your arms are so cold (Your arms are so cold)
Bridge ain’t stable (Stable)
Don’t let all this go￼

Patience

i prod jersey and part after

mixed by @raresptna

lyrics:

Verse 1:
Boy, you talkin’ crazy, he don’t even matter, huh
Whip you back in shape, feel like a fuckin’ Massa
Blicky' on my bod’, she give brain graduate with masters
Do it faster, the choppa finna get me bags

Click, click
Body drop, I catch a nigga at the spot
Hold that fuckin’ rod
Don’t sip wock
All these niggas talk, they ain't off the rocks

(Brr, reh)
She wanna link
But I'm fixated on my mouse, huh
Don't care if you on timing
(I just need a bitch to come and fix my drought)

I ain't waste no time on hoes
I rather cook up a session, uh
Up on Sunday, it get scary
Finna slice you, Coryxkenshin, uh
Drill bounce got a nigga tweakin’
I might go fuck on yo’ hoe for the weekend, yeah
My flow too cold, switch the season
Move like Use' Bolt bitch I'm speeding
(bitch, I'm speeding)

Verse 2:
Woke up to these bands, it was a crazy story (crazy story)
I'm gon' hit my dance, I'm tweaking feel like Cory (feel like cory)
Yeah, my choppa on Diego
Think I'm finna do exploring, huh
I don't sip wock, I sip on that faygo
If you take drank, you boring

Could've took yo hoe, nigga
She a pick and roll, nigga
I'm like Bruce lee fuck with a kick
You finna be kissin' the floor, nigga

I'm lightning fast, feel like Izanagi (yeah)
Tiny nigga built like Benibachi
Put a nigga in a hot pot
I'm gon' slap shot bitch, like it's fuckin' hockey

You do not get no paper, got a ugly taper
Send you to you to your maker, like damn!
I'ma dip see you later, stop you fuckin' hater
Oh, you thought I'd date her? Goddamn

You fat as fuck, some old news
Need to go eat good, shop at some whole foods, yeah
She wanna link up at nobu, shorty wan' fuck I'm like
(Nah, you a 02)

Bitch, I'm finna get you gone
Finna get x'd out just like you Gon
I ain't no drill rapper but if you tapped in
I could still clap you wit my drum

(brrr)
I got too drippy, they don't wanna roll wit me (they don't wanna roll wit' me)
Too much pictures, I might knock ya boy out cold hit me, yeah
Hit me first, I'ma show you how I throw buddy (how I throw my hands)
I do a verse as long as all you niggas got money (huh, yeah)

(As long as y'all got bands)
(I'll slide, ha-ha-ha)
(Just make sure y'all hit me online)
(Buh, I ain't doin no features for 9.85)
(Why you talkin' to me? My nigga I am Zai)
(I'm out)

CORY! (prod. ilyruken + zai)

prod sir leo

dat boy talkin tough he think he finna be talkin tough online
when i pull out my chop, the ruger gon be on his mind 
if i blow his brains out, shit finna turn into a crime
jordan how i caught you, lil bro dis the third time
back to back, brazil back in they prime
if i couldve turned back time i would
i know she hatin me,it be the younger me
but this my season shi finna turn out good

call me madrid the way that i got 14
like shooters at max
if she do not say she love 13
my bro gon tell me to relax
i know it finna take bout 12 minutes 
for that hoe to reach a climax
11 seconds im finna give you to dip out the spot
10 for yo bro, start if you aint wanna rot
9 for blick dat i carry
fatherless, like his mother is marry
you gon need to give me bout 8 reasons why i should keep carin

Yeah, yeah
Se-se-seven (7) reasons, why a nigga mad
You done lied more than 6 times
Now its 5 bullets for (4) your nigga head
Bounty on a gang, for nothing 
He gon' make assumptions, "why 3 of his niggas dead?" 
I read the rubric, 2 cars pulled up, history do not end 

It’s 1 cycle of niggas dying, we keep trying to put up facades 
Think I’m better off alone
I ain’t givin' no bitch my peace of mind
Why the baddest shorties always hoes?
I cant keep a bitch for a month, cuz' I love em' too much 
I tired I can't cope 
I'm still stuck up on a-, uh
Stuck on the last bitch, think I might've lost my soul

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoes done did me wrong, I cant’ play games no more (okay, okay)
Lemme say it straight, it's all your blame, fasho (brr, brr) 
I’m on my own timing she cant hang no more (brr)
She tryn' get payroll I cant let bang, fasho (yeah, yeah)

I know you still miss yo' ex 
Every time you talk about this nigga, screaming "fuck yo' text" 
I could run his pockets, and his wallet for a fucking check 
You should just be happy I ain't with you, you don't want the rest

related to goats like im jimmy butler
hit a 3, then i hit another
blick on me, i chris tucker
ill bet you anythin to find a better rapper but its needless
to say that im the goat
stay on it like the pope
bitch on dick she want coat	

dis aint no trailer this like the whole cut
you gettin cut off the roaster like shogun
aint pull the trigger he owe one
you made a mistake like logan
finna fade em up get a low cut
he thought i said please bro dont tote guns
i dont tote guns i hold guns yo

i get da cash im up now
been makin music im all out
sike bitch im not even done now
glocky gay how it come out 
the closet
you behind like amish
aint get a bite
he famish

14 (ft. Zai)

:)

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produced by redondo kid

mixed and mastered by (@raresptna)

lyrics: (https://genius.com/Zai-me-and-u-lyrics)

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me and u!

starring the sexiest ppl on earf, mannyily, lagy, rare, bunni below, lyfelxss, midsxmmer & batya belle :))

more music soon!

TRENDS!

dream girl pt.1 (worth it)

君の名は。[your name?] (feat. Lagy & RainingLol)

lyrics -

intro
met a lil shawty texting her every day and night
stuck up in my brain baby youve been stuck up in my mind
yea we can take it slow one step at a time
yea baby were alright uh girl yea we'll be fine

hook
ima get yo love baby girl no matter what
yea yo mans got a new girl oh baby that sucks
i can not trust these hos they dont love
so baby can you tell me if im doing enough

so baby can you stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh

purple drank up in my cup
baby we getting fucked up
i just want yo love
tell me baby why you stuck
ive been getting to the bands
got these bands up in my mind
baby yea true love is the only thing im tryna find

verse
only thing I want in life is not to be the side piece
I gotta act like I do not know her
(Who the fuck was that)
I do not know her
too many people I know in the same setting
if one of them see me it’ll be upsetting
so fed up with the bullshit
I wanna be in your presence
me n u could be a lethal weapon
not talking bout the chick with the septum
you should know who you are and if you don’t then that’s a problem
shout out Mary Jane yea bitch I only love my ganja
(I only love my ganja)

hook
ima get yo love baby girl no matter what
yea yo mans got a new girl oh baby that sucks
i can not trust these hos they dont love
so baby can you tell me if im doing enough

so baby can you stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh
stop ignoring me ay yuh yuh

purple drank up in my cup
baby we getting fucked up
i just want yo love
tell me baby why you stuck
ive been getting to the bands
got these bands up in my mind
baby yea true love is the only thing im tryna find

stop ignoring me! 2 (feat. idkfatal) [p.jayysoul]

A lil overdue 

Prod 8een 

Mixed by @justvigi

Lyrics:
Yuh, I’m still workin' on the bag im flippin'
Thinkin' of the pack, we in it
Movin’ crazy, activision
Only you stay sane, I'm trippin'

Crazy, how the world we live in
Stay evolvin’, no disinterest
Needin’ this to work, because if it don’t
Then my life gon’ trip it’s

Sad, how I can’t be in my bag, huh
No worries, I can find another girl
If that’s how you wanna act (yuh)
I can say that right now, but I know
It's finna keep comin’ back, yuh
I’m too tied down right now
But soon I'm finna react, yuh

Girl, I got withdrawals, on top of missed calls
Where my fam at? I think I miss y’all
Got my pockets fat, like I’m Rick Ross
Got my green up, got the fuckin moss

Girl I’m traversing on top, like a fuckin thot
Feelin’ rich wit the rod, in a fuckin' box
You stay up on my dick. on my cock
Hope you don’t fuck wit SG, the goddamn mob
“Lil nigga I tol-”

Yeah, hah, take a look through my lens
This a new year new me, I’m finna take off
Girl, I’m finna' go drive in bendz
If you gon' leave me alone, you left me off broken
It’s okay, I’m getting cheques
Not gonna deny your token, of why I’m broke and
You still livin’ in my head, yuh

Yeah, you still live in my head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you still live in my
fah, fah, fah

Withdrawals (prod. 8een)

w zai, rare, raininglol, lagy, n bunni
more shit soon hopefully cause we jus added astrovsthewrld

JUDO!

i dont wanna lose you baby

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