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loser prod. solxmn

osamason - expensive steaks (skai & legiion)

Different

dnd prod kenzee *mv on insta*

scream prod mag

texas ranger ft rroxket prod boolymon

gold

softwalk

A$AP

HATE THE FEELING

Date Night Prod. Jxyy2k & Bstrxy

Worst Me Prod. Fleafriends

Game Day Prod. Malice

horses

osamason - horses

problem (prod miso)

i dont know (prod reklus1ve)

Music And Me (Prod OK)

i trip i fell n only meant well

gyaru girls prod meta

see me prod reklus1ve

lyrics (prod @reklus1ve)

face da blunt
ion wan fuck da cunt
and dese hoes on sum
a-and im not on nun

i feel like kobes son
(b-bitch im numba 1)
n-now u throwin up
(bleh)
its not really fun
why u on me d-
cus u aint bet on me
sh-shopping spree,
saks fifth smokin hella tree
they gon spray da febreeze
got ha on her knees
hoe wan fucc me in da trees
ion wanna be-
if that hoe b tweakin out
i tell ha pop a bean
o-or an adderall for me
im a fuccin fein

(blat blat ween)
bah bah trackhawk beam-
blat- i jus took the track- uh, n my beam-
(huh-beam)
u ride round in trackhawks cus u mean it
i jus copped dat trackhawk whatchu mean?

face da blunt
ion wan fuck da cunt
and dese hoes on sum
a-and im not on nun

i feel like kobes son
(b-bitch im numba 1)
n-now u throwin up
(bleh)
its not really fun
why u on me d-
cus u aint bet on me
sh-shopping spree,
saks fifth smokin hella tree
they gon spray da febreeze
got ha on her knees
hoe wan fucc me in da trees
ion wanna be-
if that hoe b tweakin out
i tell ha pop a bean
o-or an adderall for me
im a fuccin fein

face da blunt prod reklus1ve

lyrics (prod @you-got-it-mag)

bieber, justin bieber
body ice cold
g-got a fever
shes a liar
i wanna leave her
(leave her)

xanax in my dreams yah
i dont want u
i dont need yah
why do u hurt me
why do i feel numb
i smoke too much weed
so i dont feel yah
i pop an adderall, so i can do stuff
ur always on my mind, i cant forget yah
why did u hurt me
why do i feel numb
my bodys aching
now im nodding off
in the studio, why do i think of yah
pop a xanax, i fly like space x

we havin space sex
in da tesla x
why do u want ur ex
am i that bad at sex
ik u seen my text
f-fuckin nike tech
he wears a nike tech
at least im up-
at least im up next
u dont wanna get that text
u dont wanna get that text
u don wan g-
(get-dat-get-dat-get-dat-get-dat)

xanax in my dreams yah
i dont want u
i dont need yah
why do u hurt me
why do i feel numb
i smoke too much weed
so i dont feel yah
i pop an adderall, so i can do stuff
ur always on my mind, i cant forget yah

bieber prod mag

lyrics (prod @chr6me on instagram)

you a-
you a- lame
diamonds dancin in my fangs
i fade away, l-like im kobe in the paint
they like god damn prae u aint the same
u really changed
(i aint change u stayed a lame)
u betta pass dat ball
boy i shoot it like im dame
i got range
ion pass we aint the same
ba-ball hog baby only pass to ma gang
never change, never change up on my gang
ion fuck wit these hoes
cus the drugs aint hit the same
im in pain
why these percs aint hit the same
why u fuck with them hoes
prolly cus u od lame

stay in yo lane
lil prae imma swerve fast in my (du)rang
change huh? i ain ever fuckin change
hoes wan fuck but i cant cus they lame
(lame-)

you a-
you a- lame
diamonds dancin in my fangs
i fade away, l-like im kobe in the paint
they like god damn prae u aint the same
u really changed
(i aint change u stayed a lame)
u betta pass dat ball
boy i shoot it like im dame
i got range
ion pass we aint the same
ba-ball hog baby only pass to ma gang
never change, never change up on my gang
ion fuck wit these hoes
cus the drugs aint hit the same
im in pain
why these percs aint hit the same
why u fuck with them hoes
prolly cus u od lame

lame prod chr6me

lyrics (prod @chr6me on ig)

f-fuckin dat hoe she screamin my name-
you ain get no bread
you ain’t get no pape
you ain rockin desginer
u rockin all fake
yo lil hoe finer I might have to date
countin my money I’m countin my pape
feed that hoe tummy
put food on her plate
that boy lookin bummy
I ain’t gonna hate
bih bounce like a bunny
I’m countin my cake
that boy talkin funny
I might have to- aye
lil prae spend more den u make
fur coat on me mink ain’t fukkin fake
trackhawk in my garage aye
dat lil hoe hit me up like wassup
bih u smokin spray
hell no u can’t hit me on the low
that shit od lame
no ion wan fuck dat hoe
I said fuck the fame
dis a first class flight to soho
and we leave today
(hey hey hoe- ion fight u can’t fight lil prae)

adderall, just to keep me goin
that hoe on her knees
that hoe fucc me raw
I wan see u sin
I wan see it all
that lil hoe in awe
I never pass the ball-

f-fuckin dat hoe she screamin my name-
you ain get no bread
you ain’t get no pape
you ain rockin desginer
u rockin all fake
yo lil hoe finer I might have to date
countin my money I’m countin my pape
feed that hoe tummy
put food on her plate
that boy lookin bummy
I ain’t gonna hate
bih bounce like a bunny
I’m countin my cake
that boy talkin funny
I might have to- aye
lil prae spend more den u make
fur coat on me mink ain’t fukkin fake
trackhawk in my garage aye
dat lil hoe hit me up like wassup
bih u smokin spray
hell no u can’t hit me on the low
that shit od lame
no ion wan fuck dat hoe
I said fuck the fame
dis a first class flight to soho
and we leave today
(hey hey hoe- ion fight u can’t fight lil prae)

pape prod chr6me

lyrics (prod @mzso)

oh no they wan leave the show
go home go home
oh no oh no they all wan leave the show
no ion wan leave ion wanna-
(go-go-go-go)
thro- thro-
throw it throw it back if u fuckin throwed
popped one too many pills down my fuckin throat
he wan serve but i ain set
i ain ready tho
imma geek up and get sent 
she ain ready tho
bitches geekin off that fent i ain even kno
imma dj at the set they ain even know
count up to the fuckin sky imma count some more
ppl wanna see me die.. ion even kno-

imma lead the hoe-
imma lead the fuckin line like the leader hoe
imma shoot my shot like a free throw
u ain got no opps u a dweeb hoe
ion want that hoe she a freak tho
and yk im sendin shots to yo freak hoe
and ik im on here mind like a yo-yo
like its yin-yang hoe, we belong tho
imma fly u first class down to SoHo
imma smash and break the glass cus im mad bro
and im tryna tap that like its bang bros
swear we was never friends we was always foes

go home go home go home go
go home go home they want you to go
we was never fuckin friends we was always foes
too many too many drugs im fuckin throwed
throwin up on the floor
they want u to go home
go home go home they want u to go home
im too im too 2-2 fuckin throwed
im so lost in this world, dk where to go
ion kno where to go, dk where my home
they all want u to leave, im like where i go
go go ion- uh ion even kno
ion even know...

never friends, always foes prod miso

prettifun - hurt prod filthygenes

lyrics (prod @chr6me on ig)

you in philly
you in philly town

pipe down,
spark dat blunt
we get high now
put a hunnid down-
dont roll the dice,
u gon die now,
u in philly town
ride or die, or you die now
and we ride around
new balance cus we rep the town
u said tune it down
tune it down u 2 fuckin loud
and we smoke on loud
weed get me high i ain goin down-
cloud 9 in the sky neva comin down-
kobe bryant-
(yah)
kobe bryant from my fuckin town
rest in peace
spark dat blunt up for kobe now-

Allen I-(Iverson)
ballin out like im Allen I(verson)
bitches lie, bitches cry but we ballin out
you gon die- y-y-you gon die if you in my town
no dont talk
no dont talk pls just shut your mouth
you gon die
y-y-y-you gon die if u in my town-

pipe down, spark dat blunt
we get high now
put a hunnid down-
dont roll the dice,
u gon die now,
u in philly town
ride or die, or you die now
and we ride around
new balance cus we rep the town
u said tune it down
tune it down u 2 fuckin loud
and we smoke on loud
weed get me high i ain goin down-
cloud 9 in the sky neva comin down-
kobe bryant-
(yah)
kobe bryant from my fuckin town
rest in peace
spark dat blunt up for kobe now-

Allen I-(Iverson)
ballin out like im Allen I(verson)
bitches lie, bitches cry but we ballin out
you gon die- y-y-you gon die if you in my town
no dont talk
no dont talk pls just shut your mouth
you gon die
y-y-y-you gon die if u in my town-

philly my town prod chr6me

lyrics (prod @chr6me on ig) 

pray, y-you ain say my name
pray pray pray
snort it up, snort that k
snort snort that ketamine
you gon be okay
and we party all night long
party long til the day ends
hit dat hit dat bong
hit dat bong we get faded
bad model hoe 
and she walk London Jaded
bad hoe hit dat hit dat bong
she hit dat bong she get faded
fried she too gone
she too gone n she hate it
ride like a racist
fake hoe on sum fake shit
you so fake n i hate it-

hate hate
I just want the money man I hate shit
when I sell my soul
sell my soul outta hate-
I jus hate shit man
all this shit out of hatred-

hey hey hey
and that party pushed to 8
no it’s never too late
but the party still 2 late
n we stay up all night long
all night long, u 2 lazy..
(pray pray pray)
pop dat pill
money to yo face

dolla dolla bill
want a mil in that field
I just popped an X pill
I got sticks, I got stills
no don’t ever stop
never stop that party
never stop or yield

pills pills pills
are they fake are they real?
tryn tryn touch a mil
u ain’t ever touch a mil
u ain’t ever pop no pill
stack it up stack my bills
run run run it up
run it up in dat field
(Hunnid Mil)

field field field
throw that ball in dat field
touchdown make a mil
make a mil in dat field
I want bread I want guap
I want stacks I want bills
I want bad hoes tryn fuck
tryn fuck off a pill

partygirl od prod chr6me

lyrics (prod @twovrt) afterimage album soon.. <3

i got glitches
bitch full fully automatic
let da stick hang on my hip like a hammock
we drive srts, we dont do fomatics
im pourin up wit yo bitch it was simplematic
bra yo bitch a fein yo bitch a fanatic
yuh
all dat bs i wont have it
ridin thru the city keep 2 sticks im in traffic
bih bih
i might just fuckin jugg a car off of turo yuh
im smokin big blunts like a churro yuh
dis bitch bad af, imma stop her like a hero yuh
pockets fat asf, yo pockets got $0

I got racks all up on me
im a real life zombie
adderall its a 30
an dat hoe she so dirty
she gon suck up on me
ketamine my nose runny
thinkin ts fun
is not fun, its not funny
they say prae what u say?
i say pray pray pray
and i pray like everyday
i put i put
20 racks on my fuckin mother
brother want some pape
and i stack it up like fuckin butter
he ain got no pay
they say go to the church and pray
like every fuckin day
and my brother fried he too gone
off that mary jane
racks racks in the rain
feel like shaq in the paint
why u dont pass dat fuckin ball
shoot that shit, and its green
off da oxycodone im a fein
i got racks in my christmas tree
trackhawk, no dis not no beam
baby, no dis not no beam
shoot dat ball n its green
why she left me on the seen
why she left me on da read
i run it up against yo team

glitches ft jugnino prod twovrt

glitches ft jugnino prod twovrt

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