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MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/3emOVQwZeqo
crash hope i don't fall
too far way to gone
too lost in my thoughts
can't wait 'till i drop
i take win, don't take no loss
they like how we rock
when i got yo bitch up in my crib,
i hit her raw
tryna get rich or nah?
you staying wit or nah?
she throwing fits oh ya,
i just throw fits on yuh
she wan take pics oh yea,
we can't take pictures nah (yaoowww)
hit it n split oh yea yuh
uber i dip oh yuhh
don't get hit in yo shit oh yea yuh,
fucking wit us
for i gotta call my hittas huh,
for you get ripped up
yea she know i'm the shit yea,
bitch know i'm dat nigga
yea they know it's my year,
know i'm gon win yea, (know imma win yea)

i'm tryn win ya over
you n yo friends yea bring em over
we in da club no soda,
just champagne, bottles need more
she tryna sleep on my sofa, 
like lil hoe you out da door
i'm still in the 6 lil hoe yea,
running wit all my woes
walking like a king lil hoe yea,
stepping on they toes
(why u step right out my life)
gone so soon?
(thought we was close)
gave you the moon but then you froze
i thought we grew, but then life goes
stuck on you, not all these hoes, hoes
and i get high when i'm low
man i'm tired of being alone

wait yo turn
sit n learn
find yo purpose
i hope she burn
she get curved,
but she got curves 
so i might spin like what's the word
for me she yearn
throw bread i earned
for me she turn, round

crash hope i don't fall
too far way to gone
too lost in my thoughts
can't wait 'till i drop
i take win, don't take no loss
they like how we rock
when i got yo bitch up in my crib,
i hit her raw
tryna get rich or nah?
you staying wit or nah?
she throwing fits oh ya,
i just throw fits on yuh
she wan take pics oh yea,
we can't take pictures nah (yaoowww)
hit it n split oh yea yuh
uber i dip oh yuhh
don't get hit in yo shit oh yea yuh,
fucking wit us
for i gotta call my hittas huh,
for you get ripped up
yea she know i'm the shit yea,
bitch know i'm dat nigga
yea they know it's my year,
know i'm gon win yea, (know imma win yea)

i'm tryn win ya over
you n yo friends yea bring em over
we in da club no soda,
just champagne, bottles need more
she tryna sleep on my sofa, 
like lil hoe you out da door
i'm still in the 6 lil hoe yea,
running wit all my woes

Hold Me Down (prod. frustration) VID IN BIO

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Rip you bro I wish I had the time to fill this page up. Love you forever dawg ts forever ongo🚦

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never dropping so i might as well drop it for him, this was an open but it serves as a full song in my opinion

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vlorich - crashin (full song)

@duulic

lyrics:

walk out with that pump
i got tool, i’ll send you up
i’m off drank, can’t give no fuck
you not going up cause you butt
you not going up cause you buns
up new drac, let's have some fun
with Split, he slide, you done
she wanna kick shit, she get punt yeah
she can’t kick she not my bitch
i spent 10 racks on my wrist 
i get racks that shit legit
and your shit be counterfeit 
i call Juuv, get you hit
i call Racs, he get you split 
and this beat just prod. by Split
but my twin gone catch assist
fuck a 4, i pour a 6
like what? i’m rich
your bitch tryn’ show me tits
with my dog, told ‘em sit
count racks on racks on racks 
in the club, it’s too damn packed 
and my pockets too damn fat
you ain’t going up cause you wack
got a lil white hoe throwing up crack 
with my slime, call ‘em Slatt
want that feat, you slide with racks
and my twin just ship through packs 
he gone slide, not make it back
heat ‘em up like candle wax
these niggas gay, get off my sack
i run shit up like it’s track
mp5, shit on my back 
slime you out like how ‘bout that, damn

legit (split)

p mvtthww

(skrt skrt skrt skrt)
put a fn right in your face.
you ain’t on nothin nigga stay in your place.
had a whole plan man i had my ways.
just went out copped a brand new drac.
just went out had to make my play.
bad lil bitch wanna come to my place.
tell the boy speak up can’t what hear what you say.
all year hit gas i ain’t have no breaks.
niggas be trappin and don’t even make nun.
still here with my day ones.
caught up don’t even say nothing.
we finna go up when that day come.
baby ass stick lil boy just spray some.
cross me? boy you dead wrong.
wake up count my money with my gang then  make a new song.
nigga they pulled up and you ain’t do nothing.
pulled up watch his ass run.
stick sound like a big ass drum.
you ain’t like me, why you ain’t say nothing?
boy your ass dumb.
watch me blast him.
watch me trash him.
got my mask on. 
i ain’t beefing with no random.
fuck my bitch she like “you handsome”.
flip flip flip that nigga.
i see that boy we get that nigga.
ain’t stealing swag i been that nigga.
say my name i’ll get up with you.
this shit bout me i’m in the picture.
that’s your bro? you going with him.
talk your shit don’t know what hit him.
ain’t up with me no i can’t feel him.
aye, this shit bout me. 
shit always been bout me.
thot hoe wanna stay with me.
this your bitch? wanna lay on me.
hop in that whip i ain’t need no key.
better rethink life don’t play with me.
told you too many times don’t play with me.
get off your ass, i’m tryna eat.
(skrt skrt skrt skrt)
put a fn right in your face.
you ain’t on nothin nigga stay in your place.
had a whole plan man i had my ways.
just went out copped a brand new drac.
just went out had to make my play.
bad lil bitch wanna come to my place.
tell the boy speak up can’t what hear what you say.
all year hit gas i ain’t have no breaks.
niggas be trappin and don’t even make nun.
still here with my day ones.
caught up don’t even say nothing.
we finna go up when that day come.
baby ass stick lil boy just spray some.
cross me? boy you dead wrong.
wake up count my money with my gang then  make a new song.

niggas be trappin don’t even make.
niggas be trappin don’t even make.
niggas be trappin don’t even make. 
niggas be trappin don’t even make 
niggas be trappin and don’t even make nun.

Baker 3

@duulic

lyrics:

he wan talk that shit, leave his whole body flat
bitch i’m poppin’ pills, sippin’ act, i’m so used to that
and i’m getting bands so i got these broke niggas mad
bitch i’m too advanced, bitch i got a scope and a mag
talk that shit like run it back
i got too much bands in my fucking hand, like can you handle that?
i got too much red in my fucking cup, i don’t know how to act
niggas fed, try to move in silence, we get you niggas spread 
gone leave you dead
whole team got some racks, okay go get some bread 
just give me head, like fuck your sex, i’m not tryna fuck
tryn’ run it up, tryn’ get some bucks
OG pints come in clutch
just wan fuck, i don’t want no love
‘cause the niggas ain’t show me none
i get geeked off them runtz
i get high, like fuck my lungs
she think she can kick free
nah bitch, you get punt
let’s get racks, let’s run it up
model groupie hoes wan fuck
off them pints, i’m fucking stuck
just get high, i’m facing blunts
i’m with Cuh, can’t 1 on 1
you can’t clone, i’m 1 of 1

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