[lyrics]

yeah lets
yeah lets
yeah lets go
yeah
yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
yeah lets
yeah lets
yeah lets go
yeah lets
yeah lets
yeah lets go

pour me a cup of that drank
pour me up im finna be up all night
ion give fuck what you think
catching that boy we sending that boy so high
im finna pop me a bean
like as you can see
picking up sticks and they looking at me
number (n)ine and a chrome hearts white tee
stomp on his head and i mf leave

stumbling, we put that boy on a tee
stumbling, we put that boy on a shirt
yeah the cops pull me over im slurring my words
now he wanna talk so we sent him to birds
im not gonna lie, been the top of my heard
not gonna lie been putting in work
like oh my god this shit getting worse
like oh my god she been off of the percs

yeah, dancing in the middle of the night
drac got a beam and it shine in his eyes
and i just fucked your bitch like why you suprised?
we run on that boy see the pain in his eyes
walk in that bitch stay strapped with a nine
we staying right up at the top till we die
shooting that boy and he saying "oh why"
in a graveyard yeah thats where he lie

nightly prod mista

i been on top of this shit no, you cant not lie
i sent a shot to his mf head now that pussy gon die
i’m getting higher than mf buildings yeah
they like “how u get so high?” 
i just be up in the sky
i jus be up in a-

bitch shut up i got a stick tucked on my body
i don’t want your love, baby i want your body 
she don’t talk, no she don’t love anybody
so i don’t talk, no i don’t love anybody

yeah it’s cool
i just be swerving that shit in a bentley coupe 
fuck all that love it was always you 
thinking bout you this is all i do
stop texting me like “what did i do?”
i hate this feeling but this shit ain’t new

maybe i gotta take a break from all the pills
and you don’t phase me, none of this shit feel real
like maybe one day we living up on the hills
but maybe one day this shit gonna get us killed

buildings [prod indeece]

@sxulzel 
<3

i got this shit all on me (get back)
got a blick tucked all on my body (get back)
blick yo mans no i’m not sorry
put ya hands up in the partyy

you got a body so turn it around
she wanna fuck n i’m not turning down 
smoking on gas n it’s this shits 2 loud
i need a band need a band right now 

i catch a body if he wan be me 
cartier frames got me seeing 3D 
cup full of wock i’m already 3 deep
that boy a lame so i charge for a feattt
that boy a lame so i charge for a verse
he keep on talkin he making it worse
back on my hot shit feel like lil durk
cant cuff that bitch if she get on my nerves

fuckin dat bitch n then she can get curved
i sip the wock and i’m slurring my (yeaauh)
she wanna talk what u heard bout me
he wanna talk got a strap on me
he wanna talk got a blade n a tec
vvs diamonds they sit on my neck
9-5 gotta get yo check
pour 5 pints of the 4 it’s redddd
2 many bitches that’s all in my bed
2 many bitches cus i’m in in my bag
he say he wit it ha, he dead
he keep on snitching that boy is a fed

@sxulzel
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah I’m getting racks
I got deez diamond they all on my neck
Got drip on my body yeah we stayin wet 
I bolt like usane, jet, GO
You know we swerve in a skat pack
Make 20 bands put it all in my backpack 
Get to the cheese like a mf lab rat 
I know you wanna be like me yuh
Put yo lil ass on a T yuh
Fuck that, I got somewhere to be yeah
That choppa it sting like a bee
Like how many bands I got 3
You know we be puffin on green bro
You know your not part of my team
That shawty be under my sheets
Then that boy gon ask for a ft
It take me a mf week yeah

on me w/ sxulz (draven1k)

bad bitch yeah dunno what she want from me
stepping in margelias you can see that shit right on my feet
you ain’t ever do that shit you said boy you a fuckin freak
said there’s money on his mind, rack up on his head that boy got sweeped
swear that boy got sweeped
gotta get the cash he workin 2
bitch i made 10 bands up in a week 
like we never heard of you
now i’m stepping ricky on my feet
so in love with my money my bands all blue
you ain’t know the half of this shit no, up my chop on you

brand new chop w a brand new mag
that boy a bitch gotta get in his bag
if he want talk then i pull out my gat
send shots at da boy made that boy run back
we run in his home w a mf bat
if that boy all alone then we takin his hat

we runnin n speeding around in that cat
say that boy a bitch n i know that’s a fact
sippin that dirty you sippin it yea
sippin that dirty i’m sippin that act
my bitch a vamp she gon’ turn to a bat
yo page rly dyin just look at yo stats
really going up yea i’m countin my stacks 
100round drum n it’s up in the back

margielas [prod ceeto]

[lyrics]

yea yea
that boy a fan of me, she want a bag celine
ay
i had 2 tell her stop cryin she dont even even know where i be 
she wanna ride in that mf spaceship, fuck it we goin high speed
idk why tf she keep on lyin sayin that she finna leave
watch how i do it with ease
number 9 jeans on
she say she wanna fuck me yuh, she wanna take her lil jeans off
riding around w that MAC10 this shit gon make u bleed yuh 
getting the money thats coming in
n i dont give fuck bout these hoes

dont give a fuck bout these hoes
walk in with sticks, its lethal
im on his block w my mf shootas we is not legal
tell him dont play with me, im crazier than mf steve-o
imma just go and shoutout some producers man, shoutout ceeto

he wanna be like me 
i only care bout me
he wanna talk den i shoot out the roof bitch im on a killing spree
bitch im so booted when im in the booth bitch i can not fucking see
i jus want double G's and she just want double C's yea

u say that u wit it bro put it on god
i hop on a plane hop in a cayman ion give a fuck
he wanna fight w me all that boy wanna do is talk
told him dont play w me i could go n pull out my glock

leave (prod. ceeto)

@yvesxtc
[lyrics]

margiela man
do u not see how i'm walkin? 
said "the gas too loud now he cougin
put that boy in the ground inna coffin
when it comes to money i'm a veteran
they say that i might be a prophet
like where is that money u getting in?
i turn his whole block 2 nothin

they say if u want it go get it
ay
i turn that bitch viral i get it
that boy be rapping the same way as me
he alr know that i did it
why dat boy wanna be me so bad 
i dont know wtf he on
my bitch she dress in black & red i dont give fuck abt peons
imma go record back to back fuck it i put a lil beat on
imma go fuck on that bitch, u can go meet my lil heater 
imma go fuck on that bitch, if that boy talking get ddosed
im rockin balenciaga adidas 
mink coat came w the fur from cheetas
bitch i get way 2 high 2 geeked up
im rockin louis vuttion on my sneakers
he trynna play hide n seek im the seeker
bitch im sippin wock straight outta the beaker
im in a SRT w my feet up
that boy wanna talk 2 me that boy got beat up
he wanna play bought a K w my visa

[yves]
put a lil beam on the scope
put a lil lean in my dope
we smoke too much gas that he choke
lil bro caught on fast does he know
i split all my bands then i multiply
he signed all the papers he wanna die
i hope u know we dont see eye to eye
thats why i dont tell u where im at night
she wanna hype me up light me up i dont got time for you baby come find me
she wanna fw me fw me something i dont know is how to talk lightly
no i aint paying no mind to ya
u grabbed both my wrists and you tied em up
i grabbed all my money im lighting it up
its all in a safe u aint finding it bro

margiela man w/ yves (prod. jdolla)

[lyrics]
yeah
haaa
this fuckin perc got me flyin
bitch i be prayin to drugs everyday
cuz w/o the percs id b dyin
bitch i make money any way
lambo doors suiciding
im in the city all day ion see nun these bitches they mf lying
ay
no i cant fw that hoe i cant fw that hoe if she mf ridin
tell all the cops stop tryna find me, cuz they really never gon find me
ay
i could go fuck on your bitch i could fuck on your bitch she say she rly like me
bitch im just tryna get in the industry tell em to mf sign me

they alr know they cant do it like me
i swear these bitches my mf sons
they wanna know how to cook just like me
but they cant do it they mf suckkk
they wanna dress wanna dress like me
they livin they mf life like a lie

she think that its me n u its just i
i walk into issey miyake i buy
as soon as i fuck den im cutting all ties
i dont give a fuck bout that bitch on my mom
she say she wan fuck n i said are u lyin
im rockin givenchy on all of my ties
now im rockin all black its the perfect attire
its a vetements coat w some damn number9

sign me (prod. 2cellphones x n9ck)

mastered by @prodjerry
produced by @keatmn @why-draven @tokyi

[lyrics]
ion give a fuck if they talking bout me now
bad bitch just said she wanna eat out
dumb hoe but at least she a eater
kick back, feet up, smoking reefer
cant drown in this wock ima swim in it
these bitches b lying its killing me
this lean it go straight to my kidneys
she lyin she say she not into me

bullets out the 556 not hitting me
u could send ur goons ur not getting me
presidential on my wrist bitch hilary
undercover on the shades u not seeing me
she wanna fuck right on the kid lets do it
and the tonka really big on suge
nd that bitch kinda like how i move
ima walk into that bitch im good

go bitch ima blow in saint laurent
bro why u copyin what im on
flow on the beat dunno what im on
bro put that blick up u know that he gone

knew that bitch so bad bought her gucci gown
not the type of mf you bring your bitch around
who tf he think he is tell him pipe down
bitch im always at the top never fall down

talk on me (prod. keatmn draven1k tokyi)

@viavulc @n6va @prod-octo
huge thank u to @prodjerry for mastering this and perfecting it <3

https://open.spotify.com/track/1BrmO2mMSQiVPbzN4UqIhW?si=140b323d52364a61

[lyrics]
she wanna fw the gang na she cannot fw the gang
we sent dat boy 2 the moon na i dont give a fuck what u claim
big ahh chain hard 2 hold up
u bitches aint sippin no drank
u pussy gotta have some shame
strapped w a mask on i feel like bane
she put her back up i break her back
she dont need make up that bitch my bae

told her bring in them pesos
u stressin 2 much gotta let it go
she takin percs n the aderall
giving head in the booth told her sing along
we smoking on boof i cant do no wrong
i could shoot out the roof if im pissed off
u sure u wanna fw the big dogs
we walk on his block take his head off
can not fw these hoes cause they dead wrong
i need me some wock i could lean on
she wanna fuck me off a bean yeahh
gonna ride w that blick we gon see ya
dont really give a fuck bout the peons
they really be lame wanna be us

bane w/ vulc & n6va (prod. octo)

@zimmy22 @prod-octo
mastered by the goat @prodjerry

[lyrics]
i’m w my soljas
he finna get rolled up
big k on my shoulder
sip lean, not soda
i’m keeping dat pole tucked
fear no man i fear none
i jus want to kill sum
name something to diss on

vetements coat how i put on
dat bitch a hoe and she dead wrong
bad bitch dyin off fentanyl
told him don’t step to the big dogs

i’m done with weird shit, weird hoes yuh
ion fw these hoes nah
just leave me alone yuh
she wanna take her clothes off

be on, my own yuh
i’m outta my head
act like ion need yuh
shoot only go for heads
walk down sippin red
i’m finna catch a hat
she wanna hold my hand
lil bitch ion fw fans

soljas w/ z1m (prod. octo)

prod @prod-octo @isaiahsxx
mastered by @prodjerry

[lyrics]
count up the big racks ball hard
you pussy dont know what i be on
he went from broke, to rich, a shocker
i’m off a perc seeing neon
i tote my pole my bitch a copper
i’m taking pills bitch a real popper
i’m sipping lean, until my heart stoppin
1017 alyx i’m rockin

ima gatekeep lil bro stop guessing
we sent him high right up to the reverend
just cause i get high don’t mean that we different
told him watch angles cause im really poppin out like every second
gun of my choice is a mf wesson
in balenci coat is a mf desi
that boy got done blissed
top floor on the deck
shoot him like a movie

my money stack taller than lil uzi
dat bitch a hoe why u with a groupie
bitch there’s some big racks in my ksubis
that boy wanna blick talk we gon shoot him
if i die know we not loosing
hit his eye now he not looking
yo bitch a big hoe and i knew this
and i taught your big hoe how i do this
i’m smoking pack money like brutus
if another bitch take my flow imma loose it
love my gang i love my shootas
been in my bag i’ve been so zooted

neon (prod. octo & isaiahsxx)

mastered by @prodjerry @1wuko

@1wuko

https://open.spotify.com/track/6w6S3KXahAEEojdMzn73ku?si=OcCbBhzwRjKp5JzhQHM5Ew

[lyrics]
ion got time for u
keep that fye with me
ion got time for u
these bitches so slimey
yuh i keep that fye on me
dont know y they lie on me
lil bitch im dyin
of percs im tryin
they never gon find me

jeans always balenci yuh
twin hoes on my dick yuh
she wan suck my dick yuh
she like whatchu been on?
yo jay put that beat on
bitch i pop that neon
need something to lean on
margiela and me yuh

cant fw these hoes when im winnin
i can not fw these hoes they trippin
dat boy a clone im the goat, the difference
she say she want a boat, we get it
oh thats yo bitch? well im so in it
that bitch so hot like a stove in her
money so big i could roll in it
i smoke that boy like a bowl in it

slimey w/ wuko (prod. wuko & m3rcy)

mastered by @prodjerry
produced by @prod-octo @prodjerry

bitch im balenci'd up when i walk in
she a fien hoe she askin where the wock is
she dont stop bro she sip til her heart stoppin
she prada rockin
off percs im fallin
yo page be floppin

they say that im flawless
regardless im bossed up
i aint with that drama
talk down u get rolled up
dat bitch on my dick she say she know me ion know her
dat boy aint got no soljas
im high just like solar
she wanna fuck like so much
dis lean in my soda
too high, im a stoner
they like my swag they stole it
i can tell they fw me
bro got sticks like drummer
he wish he could flow like me
bullets flyin they flutter they stutter
a hunnid, a hunnid,
big bucks im rly stuntin
i know she wanna fuck me
like fuk him we leave him bloody
that boy tryna copy
like nobody can stop me
bullets they flyin infront of ya
sending them bullets they runnin

flawless (prod. octo & jerry)

mastered by @prodjerry
produced by @prod-octo @prodjerry
featuring @terastic

[lyrics]
i put this shit on yuh
margiela coat bitch i put this shit on screamin fuck the mall
i tell that hoe that i really dont love her
made dat bitch sob
shoot at my opps
bitch wrong
smoking on runts

wit my soljas bitch
ion even know that bitch
i tote that stick ion miss
she wanna fuck like yes
big racks im the best
nine up on my chest
aimin for your neck
he wanna slide thats bet

bro got a stick like a drumma
he wanna talk down we gon drill him
bullets they hotter than summer
she want that dolce & gabanna we kill him
i never trip abt mula
i got a lotta
she still wanna steal tho
i can not live while im leanin
im off this mf perc i cant steer bro

fashion w/ tera (prod octo & jerry)

produced by @whylunar @1wuko
mixed by @blank

https://spotify.link/o8IFJM2waDb


i took an x i’m booted i’m geeked
bitch i step on necks when i walk on the street
this hoe ain’t on nothin , get nothing from me
why these hoes b frontin? don’t know don’t ask me
okay
swag
dat boy got killed for a mf bag
bitch i feel like sosa i laugh 2 the bank
say she like margiela might buy her a bag
im fuckin your bitch ion care what u said
push up in that phantom

put him on a banner
bitch im with my troops we make dat boy stand
fuck all your troops they some fans
bad bitch put the work in
dat bitch want a birkin
10 bands on his head so we fuckin murked him
yeahh
bitch u know i can not fold
bitch i’m so off of the wall
i told bro pour me some wock
designer clothes on the wall
3 hoes on my dick on lock
lil bro yo fit don’t cost
sippin that drank got me movin like sloth
i get to that bag ion care what u thought

yuhh
she like how i move
pour me up a four in that booth
in ella i’m smokin on boof
margiela i’m chillin im cool
i know u not wit it u fool
i slime at your friends and u give fuck abt truce

troops (prod. whylunar & wuko)

produced by @1bmud @violetnightprod111 @6narle
mastered by @prodjerry

these hoes get no motion
i put his head up for sale
i ask dat bitch how u feel
opp pack up in the air
we goin shootin aint fair
steppin they shootin they stare
margiela fur everywhere
ion rly care
know that bitch care

i run it up
im really back in my bag
that boy so broke
why would i care bitch u dont get no bags?
u aint poppin no tags?
finna walk in to saks
while he wearin rags

bitch im so booted
take these drugs im so zooted
walk up in balenci looting
if u rly sippin then prove it
i fuck that bitch she turn stupid
she fw me like all my music
im taking drugs thought u knew this
big bag on me im rutheless
she wanna fuck then lets do this

cant fw a lame hoe im real w it
uppin the chop he stand w it
bro acting slimey rain hail on him

bitch
chop with a red eye
get yo head gone
that boy so broke get shit on
my money big that shit long

motion (prod. bmud violetnight 6narle)

@yvesxtc
mastered by @prodjerry
prod @ vainhart

[lyrics]
he not gang wont bang w u
AR lay w him
dont ask what im bangin
hit a stain hit a stain im still swaggin
ARP take off his brain ima blast em
sticked up w raf on
we made that lil bro back up
i told dat bitch back up
i shoot that boy take his chains off him
bro callin back up
bitch hit my phone like yes sir
bitch i get whole lotta bands yuh
im countin gwaup with my hands up
im in an all black truck i cant pull no front that chop make him stand up

we gon slump em yeah
run and gunnin yeah
bro wanna but we so sticked so we gon drop him yuh
big ahh bullets big ahh clips n we gon dump em yuh
they dumpin yuh
my troops on yuh

feel like bana yuh
been in my bag not fan of u yuh
all black phantom yuh
all black like its phantom yuh yuh
expensive denim on
bullets same size as cannon yuh yuh
big ol bag like yuh
she like big ol bags like yuh

blast em w/ yvesxtc (prod. vainhart)

prod @6narle
mastered by @prodjerry

honestly done w the talkin
balenci jeans how im walkin
all these hoes cap ion want them
im in my bag tell em boss up 
bro got punched like a boxer
i put on for all these hoes but ion want them
i hit up bro pour the wock up
brodie wan talk watch his brother get locked up
it aint bout money get knocked up
this shit be all abt bread
knock of his cap for some bags
lil bitch aint got nothin 2 brag
lil bitch aint got nothin on me 
yuh
i step in marni n rick
yuh
bitch i aint stoppin 4 shit
yuh
blam at him launch his head back

i run it up im not pulling no front
i smoke dat boy w my pole like some runts
we finna serve at ya home what u want 
he said that he wanna bag whatchu want 
i jus be poppin these tags n tags
now im finna pop his lil ass w a drum
bitch hit my phone n she mad she mad
dont give a fuck ima lead that bitch on

nun 2 brag (prod. 6narle)

prod @1eworld 
mastered by @prodjerry

bitch im w my soja he gon get right 2 ya
dis bitch bad like doja she smoke doja she gon fuckin do ya
she think i got sticks up in this coupe now she don’t wanna get in
i told that bitch dw, yeah my shoota is my fuckin twin
bitch i keep dat spinna keep on spinnin, no one around i spin again
bitch these windows brand new coupe yeah they so tinted can’t see shit
just cause i’m winnin, flock like doves i take these drugs im fuckin up
the bad bitch say save me there’s no saving for your ass i’m fuckin done

black fit all rick on sticked up
dumb bitch tried fuck my bank up
this hoe dont see what i see yuh
that stu i fuck that beat up
big shoes don’t step on these hoes
rock margiela he rockin vlone
broke boy but he still want a feat doe
can’t stop a mf at his peak doe

can’t stop a mf in his prime
my money still long like line
big bag cost a whole lotta dimes
still stuntin after all this time
still stuntin they jack my style
bro buggin tryna fw my guys
ain’t been locked in for a while
hella bitches that want me to die

doja (prod. 1eworld)

prod @ stopy @ scrn @ screamboy 
ft @blank 

[lyrics]
we aint on the same page, nah
baby im stuck in my ways
i know that
when they gon put me on a stage ion know when
i doubt that she love me
idk about that
idk about that
bad bitch i might fuck dat
white rolls yea im stunnin
all that i do is punch in
and the guns out ion do punchin
with these big ass boots im puntin
ion like these hoes i dont like them
and the coupe push start w a button

feds watching so me and bro duck down
she a fan hoe she jus wanna fuck now
put some bands up u dont even stand out
17 no i never need no handout
im in asia asian hoes on my dick now
damn your music really suck needa sit down
yeah your music really suck make me sick wow
yeah im posted at the show make the whole crowd jump
sick to my stomach cause i sip pink wock
oh thats yo hoe why she givin top
dat bitch a hoe i cant give her no time
they watchin me like bro its your time
im rockin c's my money like line
who u wanna be just look in my eyes
they wanna steal the flow, its mine
my bro he stay with his pole its aight

same page w/ blank (prod. stopy x scrn x screamboy)

prod @lukemoss2k @xayna16

bitch im booted up
yall get slimed yall get dubbed
2 much bands might fuck it up
im with slime u get jugged 
fuckin on a fan im done w sluts 
double c n double cup
push that v gon flip it yuh
pack so strong im throwin up
yall like soda shooken up
i like drugs and fuckin hoes
i pop pills im fuckin up
2 bad hoes might fuck em up
think im fine im in my glo
bitch wanna come n suck us up
no i never could go that low
know ya bitch she fuckin would

i got lots of guap none for ya
u know these feds watching gon book it
we knock his slime off so sticky
ik when feds watchin stop lurkin
i pop a benzo im so lucky
he try put some bands up for some pussy
i get ya mans gone with that shh
im switchin lanes up in that shit

slime in that truck
bitch slime u get stuck
im finna ysl this slut yurr
yall finna fly w the birds
swear yall not putting in work
im stayin w the gang
whole gang rockin fur
bitch im movin slow
thats a lotta syrup
yall wont rly know
theres a lot to learn
brand new ysl bitch i just copped a shirt
i aint fw yo shorty i stay on a search

lurkin (prod. luke2k x xayna)

prod. @prod-octo @ cullen

[lyrics]
ion rly fw like no one
ion even think what im doin
is what is right but i stay what im doin
i said i got hoes she act like she dont know it
i got this shooota might run down and do ya
i got this chop i might fuck round n screw ya
i got this money she say she like mula
i rock these diamonds they wet like a pool r sum
tell em to do some to us
im just tryna sip juice and pop percs
like that bag baby is it worth?
that boy goin out sad sent him 2 da birds
she like my song n she like my work
like ima let u know if it isn't worth
molly in her drank n im sippin purp

glock 19 make him hit a jerk
we made that boy bleed thats a lotta blood
bro put a switch on a fuckin burst
dat boy sippin on green bet it aint mud
she sippin on lean talk with a slur
the lean told da bitch that i never lie
did u talk to the old me im not sure
probably tell by the way i look in my eyes
i been tryna get to ya u been on my mind
bitch im not tryna talk if its not money signs
we could getcha block hot, hot block boy
yea i swear yo block makin no noise
dis whole coat made from fkn fur
like are we gon make it im not sure
my shit be shooting like stutter
my hoe she rock undercover

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