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LYRICS:
Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

What you mean?
What you want?
What we doing?
Pull up with a coupe, no roof, just to do it
She only talk cash because she know I speak fluent
The devil in a dress, shorty I can see through it
She know I'm a rockstar, but I know she a diva
She only send me black hearts, but she always on her knees

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Now she living in the hills, uh
Shorty drive a Benz with the top off
She got a cold heart but she know that
Bad lil bitch taking pictures off the kodak

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Like ooo
Look how she moving, she do it, okay
Baby out west got a crib in LA
She only want bills with the blue on the face
She hit my DM and she beg me to stay
New bag, new whip
She own it
Too bad, too lit
She want it (Yeah)
Baby don't stress, couple mill in the bank
She look even better when she walk away

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

Ooo la la, she hella bad
Imma hit it once shorty, I wont hit it back
Do the dash
New Balenciaga, got a bag
Get it back
Pedal to the gas, shorty I've been living fast

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Ooo La La (Prod. KJ & Dopelord Mike)

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Dangerous Bitch (feat. LECADE)

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LYRICS:
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
She catching feelings for me since I got my commas up
Face down, ass up, how I fall in love
Chain out, cash up, when she call me up
I would let her call me daddy, but she got enough
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
Pull up to the scene, huh
I bet she do it for the team
Pop a bean, huh
All up in her mouth, Listerine
Mr. Clean, huh
Big loud, blow down
Gasolina
Ooh she from the west side, must confess I
I been peeping how you walking, you the best sight
Fuck that talking imma let you do the rest, I
When I walk in shorty better be undressed

I’m
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
She catching feelings for me since I got my commas up
Face down, ass up, how I fall in love
Chain out, cash up, when she call me up
I would let her call me daddy, but she got enough
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
 
She wants some Louie on her got me whipping down rodeo
Gucci, Fendi, Prada in the bag I gotta pay up
Shorty she’s a barbie, okay, where she stay?
Life of the party, don’t care what she say
Girl you talk too much
I’m only talking to the bank
She eyeing my deposits throwin hunnids in the safe
She don’t want no love
She want diamonds on the face
Rollie let it tick tock, then she run away
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
She catching feelings for me since I got my commas up
Face down, ass up, how I fall in love
Chain out, cash up, when she call me up
I would let her call me daddy, but she got enough
Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would, pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would

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Hollywood

I Do This!

No Love, No Stress

Losing Blood [prod. Kaydrippedinsauce]

Stone Cold

Stone Cold (feat. Memoria XI)

@iiiamblanco - OVER w/ @denariwrld (prod. ross gossage)

My Life Is A Movie
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Sol Luna - Movie 🎬

Lyrics:

I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around
I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around

I might run it up
The crew rockin' with me, the gang rollin' sticky
We 'bouta get stuck
Won't sign for a milli, I'm signin' her titties
Think she wanna fuck
My condominium gettin' too mini
I might cop another
And a crib for my sister, a crib for my mama
Then some for my brothers
Tidal wave, how the drip hit me
I was down bad, now I run the city
They won't no smoke, bitch I'm in the chimney 
Like I'm Santa Clause, ho ho hos on me
Just 'cause I got designer clothes on me
She give me brain, bitch, I'm whole zombie
I don't call her back 'cause I don't know shorty
Gettin' paid
Like hallelujah, 'bout time
Remember I was down on my 
Face
Bad bitch in my ride yelling at me 'cause I was 
Late
That's my bad
Even after the cash, I still ain't change
Scared of my past
'Cause that shit didn't last

I lost myself too many times
I'm scared to fail so I sign on the line
I tend to bail when shit getting too hot
Show my true colors, hope they color blind
Worried 'bout death, I ain't been alive
Paid off my debts, so I ain't in a bind
Fuck it, I'm stressed, but that's when I thrive
I said fuck it, I'm stressed, but that's when I--

I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around
I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around

I came up from penny-pinchin' and rappin' in hallways
Handle business like, bitch, I'm a boss, aye
We been sippin', the gang gettin' sauced, aye
Can't get tired, I do this shit all day
In my bag, like it's muhfuckin' lunch time
I can't chat with these bitches, my tongue tied
Shorty bad, keep it up 'till the sun rise
Got her packing the minute we done, I
Wish I was better than how I am currently
Put too much focus on bitches and currency
I know people who'd be happy to murder me, I
Am losing myself, I forgot where I put me last
Last time I checked, though, my wallet was good with that
Last time I checked--

I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around
I might run it up
Money long as a mile
Fuck it up
Do that shit with a smile
She back it up
Then she gon' drop it down
If she bad enough
I might keep her around

Hollywood

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