Yall so fake n phony
Bitch I run this shi like sony
Hoe quit actin like u know me
This hoe tryna fuckin blow me
I get money on my lonely
Bitch u do not ball like Kobe
Like a dog she wanna bone me
She wan ride me like a Pony
Bitch my pockets break the scale
Bitch I miss my fuckin dawg fr
This hoe yeah she gettin railed
This hoe wan know how I feel
Told this hoe I feel unreal
Told this hoe get out my head
I don't mean no Jordan Peele

Got this choppa on my fuckin hip
She wan know if I fuck wit her told he that I plead the fifth
This hoe wanna suck my dick
But I cannot fuckin trip
He got packed then he got flipped
Gat up on my fuckin hip
Yuh this hoe tryna take my soul
Bitch I'm slidin wit that pole
Hoes they pick n choose like oh
He got jumped on video
He got put on MP4
We gon leave him for the crows
Told this hoe don't hit my phone
I'm not gonna like your post

Yall so fake n phony
Bitch I run this shi like sony
Hoe quit actin like u know me
This hoe tryna fuckin blow me
I get money on my lonely
Bitch u do not ball like Kobe
Like a dog she wanna bone me
She wan ride me like a Pony
Bitch my pockets break the scale
Bitch I miss my fuckin dawg fr
This hoe yeah she gettin railed
This hoe wan know how I feel
Told this hoe I feel unreal
Told this hoe get out my head
I don't mean no Jordan Peele

(don't know twins lyrics)

Phony ft. B1angell (prod. Tjriverss)

One More Night! (ft. HIMSELFSAINT) [prod. Jacob Lincoln]

prod milanezie (prod of original song)

lyrics

im finna fly like an angel
he talking down we give him a halo
lightskin btch she do what i say so
im getting money im counting the payroll
im getting bands just look at the bankroll
he gettin mad he aint got pesos

you can pay for yo btch
i got a glock ima let it rip
yea money on me stackin the chips
baby i wanna hit then ima yea
she let me huh, she let me yea
ima go in and go like yea
she said "broke boys i cant mess with them"
fucking that btch and pullin her hair

reparations!

prod. bmud

lyrics, 

yeah
i get the cheese feta
i tote glocks got hella
might upgrade it to barretta
uh oh yeah
skurt off in that red eye
roll up he pray to allah
your hoe bad but my hoe badder
oh yeah
she take dick there ain’t no yelling
ain’t say shit she hellen keller 
but she shaped like cindarella 


huh oh yeah 
i play hoes don’t play with money 
just fucked me a lil snow bunny 
she suck dick until it’s gummy 
yeah
i rock vetements i can’t be bummy
said that lil boy want smoke he a dummy 
up the chop bet that shit leave him running
ghetto bitch she give head in a bonnet 
if he said i can’t take his bitch then i’m on it 
fucked that lil hoe she my nutty buddy 
yeah
i’m just keeping it a hunnid

cindarella

Back Around Again!

prod ayesean & josbar

ft       @kadn777

lyrics

cant see straight im nauseous
keep telling you, your love i want it
stop tryna treat me toxic
i got bands in, look at my wallet
no new friends, with the ones from the beginning
i keep seeing money comin in i know im winning
i just want you i dont want no other women

and i love you
know i love you
i’ll put anyone above you
its cuz i trust you
you that one i know you are
remember what i told you, oh
buy you birkin bag, baby
we could go into the mall
(and i give you my all)
i dont wanna lose you
i just wanna see it through

cant see straight im nauseous
keep telling you, your love i want it
stop tryna treat me toxic
i got bands in, look at my wallet
no new friends, with the ones from the beginning
i keep seeing money comin in i know im winnin
i just want you i dont want no other women

nauseaㅤㅤ ft. KAYDN!

pyrixx