fancy fucks

kaybee genji blade (quanemo bbuggin) #Eph0rtlessly

lyrics-
walk wit 5 clips innis bih 
u can call me a chef how I'm whipping dat shi
huh I got yo bitch omd
and I told dat hoe way 2much dip on her chip😭
most of these bitches b fake
tell all these niggas to just stay in dey place
she wanna go on a date🙄
told her b glad if u get chick-fil-a

I'm inna back wit my cutta🔪
I'm inna back wit my bruddas 
these hoes b lovin' each other
put his bitch ass in the gutter
I'm the one trappin this shi 
I'm the one trappin nd shi
nigga get jugged 4 shi
sippin on mud its pisssss
I b just swervin the whip bitch in 2x speed bitch in 2x speed
nigga b mad astf cs his bih on me
and his bih want me😭 (bleughhh)
bitch I b counting dat shi and
I'm smokin the shi dat u see on trees
and I ain't in cullinans bitch
bitch I got no keys swervin SRT's 
huh push dat bitch 2 start -x2
huh put dat bitch in park- x2

huh I get hella money
don't need no fuckin card
huh niggas hella moneys
they swingin offa bars
she don't understand the music
she don't understand this shi
I got sticks up in the car
don't get hit up wit dat shi
yo bitch she a fuckin star that hoe get hit up wit the dick
I'm sippin lean I'm fuckin parched and don't forget I got my stick

idontwannabhere

she wanna fuh prod.narcix

betrayal

FUCK bandlab and FUCK nettspend

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nowhere2go - earl sweatshirt remix

lyrics:

> “moneyyy”

look, and i get to the (moneyyy)
i get to the cash
dick ride—that shit not gon’ last
old heads focused on the past
but i’m still worried 'bout the fuckin' (moneyyyyy)

oh yeah, the guap, the guap
i don’t got time for the talk
i’m tryna get me a lot
fuck that—i’m tryna get me to the bank
i’m tryna point at my wrist like dame
fuck with my cash, you is insane
growing up fast—feel like usain
so excuse me if i change

you tryna use me? oh, you lame
my boys vamped up—we got fangs
i’m not passin’—i’m going for makes
quit actin’—you never had pain
there’s a lot of people that be lyin’
lot of bitches that be hidin’
my mama kept on cryin'
sound of that had me dyin’

so i’ll make it to the top
my so-called friends hoppin’ that i flop
but i do it for my mom—now you see why i need the guap
i need the guap, i need the guap, i need the guap
(moneyyy)

> \[beat drops back in]

i’m tryna point at my wrist like dame
fuck with my cash, you is insane
growing up fast—feel like usain
so excuse me if i change

you tryna use me? oh, you lame
my boys vamped up—we got fangs
i’m not passin’—i’m going for makes
quit actin’—you never had pain

there’s a lot of people that be lyin’
lot of bitches that be hidin’
my mama kept on cryin'
sound of that had me dyin’

so i’ll make it to the top
my so-called friends hoppin’ that i flop
but i do it for my mom—now you see why i need the guap
i need the guap, i need the guap, i need the guap
i need the guap.

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pleasegod transport tribute 
⛓️PROD.DEADPRAYER ⛓️

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jay

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