S-STATIK 🥶

Molly Santana

So Right

FROM THE ANA

MY RICH

digital bath

War Ready

AMIRI TRENDSETTER

firestorm

kill switch /// it only hurts

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Racks on racks on rack on racks on rack on racks on racks on racks on
I hit that bitch from the motherfucking back
She’s screaming my name when I get up in that
Rock that shit is black on black
Pussy Don’t you talk like that
Like that bitch that ass real fat
Baby girl, I’m trying to get up in that
Bitch, I’m with the five star
Driving in that fast car
Geekin off that wockhardt
Leave him red light pasta
Ooo she’s such a baby goo goo ga ga 
I love Sippin drop yeah that’s muddy drop
Why you talk like that? 
Cmon not like that 
Why you talk like that? 

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Bitch, I got money in my pockets know you need that
All these hoes pocket watching all you fuckers phening
All you fuckers phening 
As a kid
As a kid, this was my dream 
And they all told me to keep dreaming
Now I’m doubling their funds
Bitch, I’m one of onr and all these pussies they my sons 
All these boys don’t like me
They could never be zvch 
All these hoes gonna hype me
Just to get a follow back

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

STACKDATMONEY (feat. zvch) prod. NXRTH

deep space

fml 2.0

PRODUCED BY LVUSM & GINSENG

VID: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RzdS2vaHYH4

WELCOME TO MY WORLD.

Ohhh
Yeah
Yeah
Yea

It’s all in motion 
Yea it’s all in motion yea
I been on my grown shit
I ain’t mean to hold you back
I been feeling broken 
Yea jus wait till it’s in tact
I been tryna love you
But I can’t run dis back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

I can’t run this back
But I need your company
I been on my own
I can hear ‘em come for me
She just wanna know
Why I got this luxury
Love you on the low
Yeah this shit jus’ ‘ain love to me
I pop my shit one time, and I get too up
I pop my shit one time, it gets too lit yeah
Imma shoot my shot lil bitch, I don’t need no assist
And I run to the racks, okay, I run like this

It’s all in motion
Yea it’s all in motion yea
I been on my grown shit
I ain’t mean to hold you back
I been feeling broken 
Yea jus wait till it’s in tact
I been tryna love you
But I can’t run dis back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

Back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

ALL IN MOTION

PROD. LUSI , GAB3, SKIPASS, WARPSTR

Fuck yo party, we gon crash it 
Jumping off the rope like Jeff Hardy 
Yo face get bashed in
Model ho she rockin Ed Hardy, she gon get thrashed in
I been waiting for this, ain' throwin no lob, no I ain' passin

Fuck yo party, we gon crash it 
Jumping off the rope like Jeff Hardy 
Yo face get bashed in
Model ho she rockin Ed Hardy, she gon get thrashed in
I been waiting for this, ain' throwin no lob, no I ain' passin

(Yeuh)
 Running to that bag bitch
 I don know what to tell u bae, but I promise I ain average
 Hit Clearport right now to catch yo’ flight, jus bring yo baggage
 I put you in designer when yeen have nun, I made you a bad bitch
 I don wanna say too much when it come to this shit but I'm tired of clashin
 They can go ahead talk I'm putting up points up on dis basket
 Miami beach and it's hot as tf so I'm really just out here baskin
I wanted mo
She finna hit my phone and send her lo
I’m wit sum savages living by the code
I call up nino he gon make it blow
Took  a two litre, pour me up a 4
I know some bitches, ready down to blow
Oh no no I ain’t talking bout a blick 
I mean she takin dick until she choke
It’s a 100 rounds and the clip extended bitch
Yeah they let me down, cut em off I’m such a bitch
I took the top off the ‘vette when I skrrt off
I felt the shit in my heart when I heard her
I’m finna tweak in this bitch with my shirt off
Skrrt in this bitch way too fast, tires burn off

Fuck yo party, we gon crash it 
Jumping off the rope like Jeff Hardy 
Yo face get bashed in
Model ho she rockin Ed Hardy, she gon get thrashed in
I been waiting for this, ain' throwin no lob, no I ain' passin

ED HARDY

TXTBCK

dolla signs

suicidal ideation

HARVEY DENT

PROD. LVUSM

Lyrics

(Skrrr, Woah)
I might say I love you bae
But I don’t trust that hoe
Walk outside ima up that flame
Yea ima clutch that hoe
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more
Woah
I gotta stack them bands cause I do
Im off xans what bout you
Speaker playing through the room
Had this shit all in my hands 
But I didn’t have no clue
Now I’m piped up through the roof
Now I’m piped up to the moon
Yeah they told me I couldn’t do this shit
Now look at what I do
Look at the shit that I got 
It’s a lot, yeah for the win
Coming hot with the gang
I’m on top, shoot like Dame
From the drop, I'm insane 
But I’m locked
Lately I’m fucking around but I’m feeling alive
I cannot fuck with that bitch cos she killing my vibe
I just be clutchin that pole, let artillery fly
I just been staring at you 
Why my head in the sky
Yeah we gotta go 
I might back out the bach 
I might fuck with the Phantom
I’m feeling alone
So I go pour the deuce in the muhfuckin Fanta
Yeah I’m on a roll
I go hit after hit 
Hope the gun it dont jam up
I hope that bitch know
The way that she do me, she leaving me damaged 

I’m running them bands up
I’m laughing my ass off
Cos she wants some bands yuh
She taking her pants off
Saying I love you
I’m doing this hands off
You see when I try hard
That lil bitch done ran off
I’m like lately I’m having my way
I’m like lately my heart outta space
I’m like lately lil baby I’m dozin off
When you not showing your face
I been moving like this shit a race
I been moving like I ain’t got time
Cos it’s only just me in my way
Skeee
Woah
I might say I love you bae
Walk outside and up that flame
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more

DAMAGE

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suicidal ideation

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