Lagy - Diamond & Pearl (feat. Mannyily, Rare, & Caleb Juarez)

thats not right [julianceasar]

ubcaprappn (laffytaffy)

back to u [prod. silo]

prod. lucaisaiah
@lyfelxss

hit you da wita nine clip dat like twitch
blicky hittin every beat like house phonk kicks
steppin up on him i done ruined his ricks
vigi onna song dats a number 1 fix

pocket watchin
you aint got shi yea you nautious aw shit
puttin dat boy up in auction cautious
turnin dat studio, office
you fuckin wit me need precaution
fuck
like leon
finding bout x
i done found the solution
too much gass luca fuck wit da pollution
three man mission dis beat a revolution

white tee
dats a red tee
blicky wreckin ball call it miley
vigi lify now dats high key
makin up a banger yea dats likely
you aint fuck wit me last year
but shi now you see huh

Ay bitches prone to lie but I keep it real
Me n and Vigi making stacks 
you ain't Made a bill
Pull up to your block like im  leon with
That fucking steel
Pushing all these thoughts out my head 
So i can fake a feel
If you really love me,baby show me all that
I dont want yo time if it aint gon last 
Pushing all my feelings all the way to the past 
And now I can't go back, I can't go back. 

Man fuck that I just been fed up 
Coming with them glocks hella
Chops get yo bread up 
Talk about yo messages 
Lil bitch yeah I read them\
Left you on seen now you sad 
Pick yo head up
What you sad for? Now Im up
Now you see now
I clearly was that nigga 
But you lied now you senile 
Dealing with that shit but i can't 
That's how i am now 
Me and Vigi up on your screen 
You a fan now

get you (ft. lyfelxss)

w/ @lyfelxss
Prod. TayoLoxs
Mixed and Mastered by @raresptna
Cover Art by: Zai
Lyrics:

(Verse 1: Zai)

(Discord, oh!)
He wanna talk my shit, okay? (yuh, okay, okay)
I got hella diamonds I ain't trippin' 'boutta brick, okay? (yuh, okay, okay)
She come to the crib, that's some shit that I cant miss
I go stupid on this shit, ain't no hooper when I shoot
Money go blue into this zipped
Pant pocket, Ksubi jeans nigga walk like he got drip
Bands droppin' these some g's (yeah), not some pocket money, bitch

I'm like what you doin', who you gon' shoot?
Talkin' crazy man its finna be you
I put a nigga life up on my tooth

Ay, nigga on dick put his ass down
Eat the bullet like a puto
Nigga a puta, might knock out his tooth
Got a stick in my hand bitch, I move like a Russo
223 on my waist I might fuck up the booth
Its a good oppurtune to go poof (em)
Too much pain for a nigga to trip over coupes
All these nigga be ru- (disconnect)

(Hook: Zai)

Big racks in my city, uh
Help me count these fifties, uh
Pockets big like Biggy, uh
(Why are you so silly, huh?)

Yo’ shit sound so icky, I been makin bread with peeps
Man yo' situation sticky, think yo' girl gon' need my grease

(Verse 2: Lyfelxss)

Thousand dollar ‘vestments got me flying out to Greece (on god)
You can see my lenses even when I go to sleep (what?)
The way she be talking, she must wanna be in my sheets
Pistol get to pack-a-punching, ’cause it put that boy to sleep, ha
He don't got a job, man that boy is freelancing (he broke)
Bitch, he from the underground let's call up Steve Hanson (ha-ha)
We gon' call him fake, cuz he switched up for a mansion
Man he act like Fantano, cause he always ranting (yuh)
Man he pulled up and he folded quick, I got a glock with a loaded blick
I switch up the song I noticed it, she wanna talk, I know this shit,
All y'all niggas be rookies, shawty wan’ slide through, she givin’ cookie
Yeah, she giving the cookie
Most of y'all thought they would never push me
I’m breaking the charts, number 1 rookie
Most of y'all niggas, prolly mistook me (Lyfelxss)
For some lame niggas, we are not the same nigga
Fuck what you claim nigga, we gon’ send the same hitters
You gon' find out all the reasons why they call him brain splitter
Man I'm running through their place like It’s Crash Bandicoot
Why you claiming they yo homies when they quick to abandon you?
You was overlooking me but like… who is you?
And my brothers quick to kill yeah they put you on that news
Shawty come up in my bed make her sing it like Halsey
Man you think you beating us? man you popped a molly
All I do is talk shit that’s my favorite hobby
This is ‘Tempo’ fucking 2 this the new topic

(Verse 3: Zai)

New topic, I'm at the mall my shorty shoppin'
Check my watchlist, caught that nigga on my page he stalkin'
Nigga this is ‘Tempo 2’
I'm posted up in the endzone,
We is not friends though, we get the memo dude
Liffy pullin' up we take yo' loot

I'm posted outside with shootas
Try yo best not to get- to get-
I'm posted outside with shootas
Try yo best not to get (boom)

Nigga this a duo, we could give a fuck about yo' track
He got hoes on Yubo, do like Rosa Parks get to the back

(Back-and-Forth: Zai & Lyfelxss)

I feel like Bktherula, uh (I feel like bk)
I keep my Muhfuckin' tool up, uh
None of yall niggas can pull up
Most of y'all internet shooters (on god)
I like Sosa, I'm big shoota, I think that might suit ya'
Choppa hit his upper body, hit him in medula (huh)
You so doomed, nigga
You a coon, nigga
Caught you in your room nigga
You was up on zoom, nigga
I make verses on my break
It's a band I made today
Hop up on the FLP my niggas always here to stay

Tempo 2! (w/Lyfexlss)

Dream Girl [prod quintuple]

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cowbla is in sgm by the way

@mbrksht
@zzzai
@justvigi
@idontknowfatal

WINTER SOLDIER (W/MBRK, ZAI, VIGI, IDKFATAL)

spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4OQSBjuytUy8b1l4t5iwVu?si=0baa44638a9a4948

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lyrics

dont know how i even have it
left me on my own and u put it in a caption
bih get off my phone, knew that we were never lasting
tell that lil hoe give me dome, so ik that ur not capping
why u capping
lil hoe why u capping?
i get so high dont even know what happened
bih wont leave me lone
im like damn that shi is tragic
i cant do shi bih idk magic

this hoe cant wait, think we'll fall in love
bih get out of my face, i am not the one
swervin i got road rage, think im off of sum
slide up this aint no game, but im number one
hoe this is no place to be all alone
keep a lil glockie jus in case sum going wrong
"love u?" i got no clue, how to answer that
miss me but u still knew, im not coming back
huh
he running for cover bruh that shi is no use
nigga yk that brought hella ks and theyll mop the shi out of u
these niggas better not step in my way because i slide w my troops
nigga yk that im going real fast, thats when i hop in the coupe
yea i hope in the coupe
moving real fast when i hop in the coupe
im finna empty the mag yea these bullets dropping on u
ik that these niggas mad because i get to the blues
i think that these niggas trash because ts isnt new
ts isnt new ts isnt new yuh
yk that i bring that heat like fuck a damn cooler
yea i keep that glockie discrete but u shoulda knew yea
and i cannot fw this hoe that shi is a rule yea

yea i keep a glock on my waist
lil hoe still tryna play me but i dont care what a fucking disgrace
ur hoe stay hmu
tell the hoe to get out of my face
deja vu shi got me stuck
think i might b going insane
that hoe yea she hella dumb but yk she still giving me brain

dont know how i even have it
left me on my own and u put it in a caption
bih get off my phone, knew that we were never lasting
tell that lil hoe give me dome, so ik that ur not cap-
why u capping?
lil hoe why u capping? (why u capping)
bih wont leave me lone
im like damn that shi is tragic (yeah)
bih idk magic

troops

prod. ​⁠​⁠prodbyrodzzz x muco

i got a rpg like im franko
shawty wan freeze my accounts she want let go
i mightve turned sliders on, with the way that im winnin im gon like 10 0
10 0, he got rocked on face dats a k o
on the top of his head is a halo
he thinkin he goin to heaven but he still lay low

i got glocks on stand by
he start shakin when we ran by
got a soldier he be combine
if i step i blow like landmine

he just ok like the thunder
i think yo bitch want my cumber
when you move its all sombre
even when you tryna talk to women, all you gon do is fumble

you all zombies, straight volatiles when it come to talkin bout the bag
but you got nautious, like light headed when it come to makin a rack
i dont get sick much often but nautious if i see you attempt to get her back
 its like aw shit, vigi done got it they really wanna see me fail

trappin through the ipad big ass screen upon my face
shootin hollows on yo fuckin dome that shit not tasting great
it  really gon be the last time cause the next time you wont get to see the end
yo bitch on freak time, im on me time so get the fuck up out my face
i got two shooters they odd, but bullets is one thing they know how to send
all you know if offense but you gon hurt cause you dont know how to defend
bitch, bitch you dont know how to defend
i got hoes on my mufuckin hand
i got a uh uh uh huh bitch
i got hoes
i got poles
yo hoe loathes
lets bring it back uh

Bring it back
She run it back
She want the racks 
She need the bag
She fuck wit me 
I treat her bad
I see a girl 
She seein cash
We stay at odds it's been a clash
Franko whip I do the dash
Kneejerk think I'm way too brash
Not on shit ain't touched a gat fuck fuck

Just tryna better myself
You stayin fried benign for time and time while I'm tryna get to the kelp
You cannot hide behind yo words I'm tired I'd make like slime and melt
Spin it back readin the blurb she irks me
How you grown and you begging for mercy

Suck me up she movin like kirby
Couldn't cuff I knew that she'd hurt me
Music ass you soundin like slxrppy bitch
Shawty bad and curvy bitch
We running down with cooler kits
I'm way too smart can't fool the kid
You threw the dart but you gon miss
Glock a mouse gon squeeze and click

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