prod me ofc
lyrics:
(xkully)
“I’m glad u made it back”
ik u missed me  
cause im counting hella 
and they're all 50s
i luv poppin hella tabs 
cause i luv tripping
shes like- shes like
"whats the plan now?"
im tryna go for a ride 
take 2 pills my mouth too dry
(dry)
i think im tweaking out 
its getting hard to drive
running red lights 
we're seeing blue and red rights
that bitch calling up my phone 
i had to hang up twice
greened out a couple times
i wonder why
maybe cause i poured up 
a couple times today
that bitch said she missed me 
what if that bitch lying today
im tryna get hyped up
lets do a line today

(grave)
yea i got bitches on my phone 
and they gon lie to me
you piss me off 
you give me headache 
 yea you fryin me
and wtf you finna do bitch 
why you tryin me
and when yo nigga piss you off 
bitch do not cry to me

i fuck ha better 
she gon side with me
dat bitch so damn crazy 
she gon die fa me
so many bad bitches 
yeah they spyin me
i got too much swag 
you not fly as me

i ask that bitch 
like whatchu want
why tf you blow my phone 
dont piss me off
dat bitch ask 
can you please stop smokin weed 
and i say nah
im smokin weed yea 
i cant stop

(xkully)
i pop like 5 today
popped that shi like vitamins
i got some Vetements
they mix it up with “Vetements”
i got my penjimen
im smoking on my penjimen
u never been on 
nigga u fell off
nigga you're Ben Simons

the way i procrastinate i feel like, Mordechai
i feel like towely off the woods 
cause i be hella fried
it feels like craig in the creek 
when im with the guys
yea im sparking up a wood
in the woods 
getting super fried

“im glad u made it back”
ik u missed me  
cause im counting hella and 
they're all 50s
i luv poppin hella tabs 
cause i luv tripping
shes like- shes like
"whats the plan now?"
im tryna go for a ride 
take 2 pills my mouth too dry
(dry)
i think im tweaking out its getting hard to drive
running red lights 
we're seeing blue and red rights
that bitch calling up my phone 
i had to hang up twice
greened out a couple times
i wonder why
maybe cause i poured up a couple times today
that bitch said she missed me 
what if that bitch lying today
im tryna get hyped up
lets do a line today

444 + 333 (feat. grave)

Bonus track on "Nana"

Lyrics:

I miss my bitch, not ya
Im with my clique rocking #9
Can't make my mind up
Balenciaga striker
She told me to die young
she a psycho, I don't fucking mind yuh
This hoe on my mind, She said
"You should just go die alone"
Just go die alone (X3)
They talking shit fuck out my face
We know damn well 
you put nobody in a grave
That's prolly why they call you ..
I just killed this whole cart ina day

"Idols probably fried out his brain"
I was 14 when I caught a stain
Im 1 of 1 they cannot replicate
Put money to his face
Im smoking mary jane

Walked in with my clique 
That's who im leaving with
Im to fye ain't nobody to get even with
I got a ego bitch who im competing with

NANA DELUXE

shes psycho

shes a psycho (bonus)

zai - 4 Prod Me & Anngls

Love me as I Am [glockemoji]

yuke surfin og prod jaydes

I breathe your air You only can rescue me

If I go we go (huh,yeah)
If I go we go
I don't even got no ego X2
Nigga wanna try me like please don't
Red beam on dis bitch no scope


The li- The lil shit hit yo dome
Im better than you just cope
Im better- Im better than you just cope
Balenciaga the fur on my coat yeah
Tryna make a young nigga float (ye-yea) x2
I aim this shit at yo throat yeah
It blow yo shit you gone
Like 3 am im throwing up
Im listening to my song
I can't believe you aint show up yuh
Yo lil ass gotta get gone
And 23 my jersey, balling hard like Bron
I make this shit punch
I'm the- I'm thebomb.com
I make this shit punch X2
I got this big gun
Lightskin bih that's lunch
Put a lil hoe on my plate
I ate good today yea X2
In my hood today

In my hood? this tech, you dead
Im with slime he'll take yuh head
Murder, murder boy you dead
Bloody print it's bleeding red
I ain't hear nothing you said
I get gouda, I get bread
This hoe too much, I cant text
In this True Religion yea
I put bhudda on my chest
On god I put it to yo vest
Im on the top, why I advanced

buddha

tu sabes

Jace think he tough, he not like that in real life
Keep on telling fables, let’s go get the story right
I’m gon’ dump some info just to fucking get ‘em right
They say you adopted, is that lil story right? 
You in Indiana, you ain’t know no one from Chicago
This shit a 1 on 1, stop mentioning all them boys you still follow
He think he on one, just cause he gon’ do some no auto
He think he made some, everything you do, bitch, he follow
Stay on topic, bitch
I ain’t ever touch no kids
Shit was a troll and Rey admitted
You standing on some baseless shit
Prove that age, lil bitch, she did
Prove my innocence, bitch, I did 
Lil boy, you an image demon, you ain’t ever stand on shit
Talk about the situation, just don’t cap ‘bout it
Pillow talking, just to later go and cap ‘bout it
This shit really up in Chi Town, let’s see who 'bout it
Jace a lil fucking schizo boy, and I don’t doubt it
Yeah, dissing Suki, other day you wanted him back
Yeah, glazing Miylo in them DMs, I think you the fag
Yeah, don’t think I forgot how you pulled up right in them rags
Yeah, give a fuck if I can’t drive, I’ll call ya bitch a cab
Reconnected with Midnxght
Got nobody else by yo side
Found out you were begging for connections, that shit make me cry
Stand by this statement, all my life
Jace, you need to fucking die
Making up them lil statements cause you wanted out the life
Yeah, I ain’t ever touch no kids and you know that, yeah
The proof right in yo face bitch, you need to go back, yeah
There ain’t no more that I could say and you know that, yeah
How come they all gon’ take my side? Let me know that, yeah
He was capping ‘bout not knowing ‘bout what lifelessgarments did
Beefing with him, then a week later, you buying his lil shit
This little kid got some fake morals for the image
Mad as fuck, ‘cause we was clowning you for bumping Vicious 
Made his life a scrimmage
Egotistical and narcissistic, how this shit is
You say you bipolar, right?
Go take yo motherfucking meds
That lil boy whipping a shit box
Had to drive you to the pad
I put up $80, you did half
Just gon’ brag about that cash
Keep on bragging ‘bout how you just had that 2.5 in cash
So, where was that lil shit at?
Tell me, where that shit was at?
Ain’t show you the stick right in the trunk, cause you would flex it for the ‘Gram
Yeah, that shit you put right on your song my Master Track, yeah
And fuck them screenshots that you showing, shit don’t track
Yeah, kept on backtracking, only thing you know how to do
If it’s war you want, then keep on posting ‘bout me, dude
If it’s war that you want, then I’ll just call Azi now
Keep dissing all your prods that really fucking gave you your sound
Keep making new accounts to post up on your story right now

buddha

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