n(n)

#.Globe

pocket rocket

Money Counter

woah xp

Woah XP (prod. xon!)

#2014 W/ SiyahXO! [ sohi x pink ]

rambo + takenines

@duulic

lyrics:

he wan talk that shit, leave his whole body flat
bitch i’m poppin’ pills, sippin’ act, i’m so used to that
and i’m getting bands so i got these broke niggas mad
bitch i’m too advanced, bitch i got a scope and a mag
talk that shit like run it back
i got too much bands in my fucking hand, like can you handle that?
i got too much red in my fucking cup, i don’t know how to act
niggas fed, try to move in silence, we get you niggas spread 
gone leave you dead
whole team got some racks, okay go get some bread 
just give me head, like fuck your sex, i’m not tryna fuck
tryn’ run it up, tryn’ get some bucks
OG pints come in clutch
just wan fuck, i don’t want no love
‘cause the niggas ain’t show me none
i get geeked off them runtz
i get high, like fuck my lungs
she think she can kick free
nah bitch, you get punt
let’s get racks, let’s run it up
model groupie hoes wan fuck
off them pints, i’m fucking stuck
just get high, i’m facing blunts
i’m with Cuh, can’t 1 on 1
you can’t clone, i’m 1 of 1

clutch (skai gyro)

prod so4glo

Lyrics:

(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee)
That- That boy talkin’ crazy
He not my bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide- slide, with that f-fuckin’ gun
N-new- new shit, c-cost a ton
H-Hoe, that’s a one and done (bee, bee, bee)
Got- got that chop, m-m-make him run

Yeah, bitch I’m poppin’ all the tags (bee)
Know she want me bad 
I- I’m with alo, get that bag
I’m with slime, he get back (yeah)
Bitch- bitch I pull up, to kickback
T-t-talk crazy, you get smacked
You can’t get inside my trap (bee, bee)

(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee, bee, bee)
That- That boy talkin- talk-t-t-t-talk- 
Bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that- that- t-t-that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide, t-t-that fuckin’ gun
N-n-new shit, cost a ton
H-Hoe, that’s a one and d- and d- d-d-done (bee, bee, bee)
Make him run 

(Yeah)
Make him run
I call slime to fuck some shit up
Me and Bana, in that sprinter
Drac’ gon leave him cold like winter
I-I can’t fuck with none of these hoes
I-I call slime, kick your door (ok, go)
In your house, with your hoe (with your hoe)
H-Hellcat stay on go (bitch I go)

Flip that whip, push that shit up
Got that chop, get him lit up
Yeah, you can’t get no picture
Posted up like I’m on Flickr (I’m on, yeah)
Say she got a friend, so bring her
That boy crash out, hit that blinker
Your hoe trippin,’ I won’t link her
Your hoe- your hoe- I won’t link her

That- That boy talkin’ crazy
He not my bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide, with that fuckin’ gun
New shit, cost a ton
Hoe, that’s a one and done (bee, bee, bee)
Got that choppa, make him run

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