(F1 GOOK MIXXXX) NIGGA PT 2 feat. Kollezo [PROD MFK MARCY MANE]

1900exclusive* EXODUS1900(#wit da mop) [serious not serious]

ch2rms- VIRUS! VIRUS! [prod. dani kiyoko]

Prod. ESKRY
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[Lyrics]
Gas down, hit a hundred in this whip
Swerve on the wheel, but on land I don't slip
Mask up, yeah we running with the blick
My eyes be Chinese but for surely I don't miss
I look right, while you looking left
End the conversation you stay talking out ya neck
No money? shit, Enough said
No point talking cooking unless you come with the bread
Enough said, we don't fuck with the fakes
No, I ain't a killer but I'll slap a goofy face
In-print, the picture in his brain
If you don't want no smoke, don't come close to the gang
And we set, just to sum it up
We total the cash and then we split it up
Get to the bag, got my money up
Just cause you strapped and act tough, you ain't dangerous

We ready with the drums, like we in a band
Know that there's a problem when the GMAN in my hands
Fake bitches all talk, they don't understand
They running out they mouth and we running for they heads
Stay away from the birds, they talking nonsense
You ain't got an option when you stay in Stockton
I am all about my work, I don't clock in
I promise, we get to the top like it's Ramen
I don't get lost in the sauce, like the packets
Gas down, hit the lights, swerve through traffic
Packing heat, in case we got to melt some plastic
Tragic, to see you switch up, now you mad bitch
Got yourself caught, now you yelling out names
Couple days prior, you were throwing up gangs
Like woop there, and schoo that, everyone like who's that
You moved here, now move back, everything you do, cap

Gas down, hit a hundred in this whip
Swerve on the wheel, but on land I don't slip
Mask up, yeah we running with the blick
My eyes be Chinese but for surely I don't miss
I look right, while you looking left
End the conversation you stay talking out ya neck
No money? shit, Enough said
No point talking cooking unless you come with the bread
Enough said, we don't fuck with the fakes
No, I ain't a killer but I'll slap a goofy face
In-print, the picture in his brain
If you don't want no smoke, don't come close to the gang
And we set, just to sum it up
We total the cash and then we split it up
Get to the bag, got my money up
Just cause you strapped and act Tough, you ain't dangerous

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