DIWALI (prod. oshu)

BLUE [PRODUCED BY BKSAUC3] :/

Forza

lyrics:

Yeah my pockets be filled with the fetty
Shawty wanna come over she ready
In the coupe and we moving too steady
VVS's on me, yeah I'm heavy
Told my bro, chill out, don't sweat it
Got that bands on me, I got the lettuce
Diamonds on me I'm flexin' I'm petty
She got WAP I ain't talkin' bout Fetty

When I walk in I'm feelin' so sketchy
New lil' vibe on me she finna neck me
Ghostface niggas I got a machete
That's your girl? How she left you already?
Bad lil thing and she thick like a betty
SRT and I'm pushin' this daily
Smokin' gas I ain't talkin' bout Chevy
Sippin' drank and I chase it with Pepsi

I don't chase beef yeah I just let that go
If it ain't money, not talking lil' bro
She want move fast yeah we got take it slow
I was down bad on my dick had to glow, up

This is the life that I chose
Heart getting cold but I just had to grow
I got the gang everywhere that I go
Don't need, GPS, I'm up on the road
They never show love now they wanna fold
I never back down I'm staying ten toes
Talking so tough but that pussy got rolled
When I get up on the beat I explode

Niggas be fiends for some coke in they nose
Niggas be hatin' everywhere I go
She like to talk about me on her notes
They be like, "Qwaully when are you gon' blow?"

Yeah my pockets be filled with the fetty
Shawty wanna come over she ready
In the coupe and we moving too steady
VVS's on me, yeah I'm heavy
Told my bro, chill out, don't sweat it
Got that bands on me, I got the lettuce
Diamonds on me I'm flexin' I'm petty
She got WAP I ain't talkin' bout Fetty

She wanna vibe one more time
Wrist too bright cant read the time
Hop in the coupe I don't got signs
I got this tone I'm with my slime
I got the blue bills I got the shine
I got the blue bills, stackin' it high
Whole gang up we never decline
Shawty too bad I had make her mine
Talkin' too slick best stay in line
Jump in the mosh, they gonna climb
Turbo the whip, I don't got fines
I don't chase hoes, that's waste of time
Stars in the ceiling, I live in my prime
Whole new swag everyday I design
I'm on the way to the top, yea I climb

Yeah my pockets be filled with the fetty
Shawty wanna come over she ready
In the coupe and we moving too steady
VVS's on me, yeah I'm heavy
Told my bro, chill out, don't sweat it
Got that bands on me, I got the lettuce
Diamonds on me I'm flexin' I'm petty
She got WAP I ain't talkin' bout Fetty

Yeah my pockets be filled with the fetty
Shawty wanna come over she ready
In the coupe and we moving too steady
VVS's on me, yeah I'm heavy
Told my bro, chill out, don't sweat it
Got that bands on me, I got the lettuce

fetti

renegade

lyrics: 

I don't really feel them niggas, I don't like them, nah
I ain't never lacking, bitch, I'm always with the squad
Bitch, I went and cut my dreads, restarted the locs
Then I get a flip, triple it, then I count it up

Boy, you ain't on shit, you ain't shit, you a talker, boy
Glocky on my body, 19 on my hip, yeah I'm bout it, boy
We made hella money, now we got the chance to make the toys
If we ain't talkin' money, nigga, why the fuck we talkin, boy

I don't like you, bitch just hit the door
Bitch, I'm with my niggas taking in that Ventador
Why this bitch think I'm a cuff her? I ain't never slow
But she like to touch me, yeah, she like to take my soul, yeah

Shit, one, two, three, bitch, I been counting green, shit
Ooh, I got a mean bitch, your team's full of leeches
I knew that bitch was scheming, my brother tryna beam shit
He pull up with that green click

One, two, three, bitch, yeah, I'm counting green, shit
Ooh, I got a mean bitch, your team's full of leeches
I knew that they scheming, bitch, I'm with my brother
Man, he tryna beam shit

2026 my year, I swear I'm takin' over
I got my bitch in Balenci, you got her Fashionova
It's been a couple of years since a lil' nigga was sober
And why this bitch be talkin' to me, I don't even know ya

Ooh, you thought this shit was over
If you wanna go talk up crazy, nigga, better do your homework
I will not collab with this lil' ho, cause I don't even know her
But I kinda like this girl, like, how she movin' cause she older (skrt)

She a freak and a fiend, off that X pill
Said she don't remember, but she know the sex real
When she get upset, she throw the meanest neck yeah

I don't really feel them niggas, I don't like them, nah
I ain't never lacking, bitch, I'm always with the squad
Bitch, I went and cut my dreads, restarted the locs
Then I get a flip, triple it, then I count it up
I don't really feel them niggas, I don't like them, nah
I don't really feel them niggas, I don't like them, nah

team* prod viko

Violence prod. claystonee & whatswrongchase

i’m just tryna fly on em, wild on em 
i done done a lot for em, lot for em 
hop out the cut on em, cut on em 
don’t run up
baby hold up 
don’t get done up 
stone cold stunner 
bro, that’s a bummer 
man i really love her 
but i don’t trust her 
don’t trust her 

ice cold, like lemonade ya
i blow, just like grenade bra
like my demons, ima face ya
bae you feining, i need some space girl 
you a roadblock, get out the way ya 
it’s a fatality, so say your grace bra
i ain’t gambling, but set the wager 
i’m so tired of you i need a different flavor 

i don’t wanna talk about no money dawg 
she’ll do anything for a hundred ball 
you don’t get no props, you don’t get no applause 
i’m jumping out the gym like a leap frog 
i’m finna find his lo, he get ddos’d 
i’m going schizo, going retard 
she said she wanna know what we are, we are

watch me hit the floor 
i don’t wanna know 
what you gotta show 
watch me take off ima go 
don’t try you could get exposed 
i know you like me on the low
if you get locked up, you’ll probably drop the soap
you don’t want all of me, you’ll probably overdose 
i know i’m insane, i’m od throwed 
we coulda made it far, but you sold 
it’s no more darkness, i’m in my glo
i’m dripping like a faucet, from head to toe 
ima keep it going, im riding on a horse 
like ralph lauren 
i don’t even know man 
i’ll be ya jb, be my selena gomez 
i be off the grid, like i’m a nomad 
we all take l’s you just gotta hold that 
take back what you said, who you finna blow at
you get stepped on, just like a door mat 
stop it with the cap, we know you ain’t onnat 

i’m just tryna fly on em, wild on em 
i done done a lot for em, lot for em 
hop out the cut on em, cut on em 
don’t run up
baby hold up 
don’t get done up 
stone cold stunner 
bro, that’s a bummer 
man i really love her 
but i don’t trust her 
don’t trust her 

(wesley)

team* prod viko

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