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DREAMGIRL (prod urban nerd beats)

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Who To Ask? (prod BTGrin)

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Fork in the Road (prod skeyez)

Fat Lady (prod skeyez beats)

Better. (prod. nights)

Don’t Need It (prod Horizon)

Lyrics:

Chorus:

I wanna live on the moon
Don’t that shit feel like the move
Turn all the craters to pools
All of the haters removed


Yea live on the moon
I might just Fill up a school bus
Call up ms frizzle vroom
I think I’m really gon do it

V1:

I got plenty of room
But I’m outta space
No I’m not finnna move
But I’m outta place
I might pull up in a mars rover I don’t need plates
I just went fucked on a mars hoe she Saturn my face 

I used to wine like I sat on a grape
Fucked round and turn into Alex the great 
U niggas square like a pattern of shapes
Watch you low go like you found on my Js 

I put a pound in my chest like a ape
I’m pushin ford guess I gotta escape 

(Chorus)

V2:

I think I’m really gon mf do it
I’m on the roof like a mf poodle
All 24 like a couple of rulers
Martian this hoe like I come up from Pluto 

Hold up gimme a second like junior
Iont even want to enter the net of computers
I been too tired like a mf scooter
You outta line like a mf doodle 

Trekkin through the stars I could pull a bitch in Klingon 
If I do her wrong ill have a space ex  just like Elon 
Shining way too hard ill Coach up the sun just like I’m Deion 
Shoutout brooks and Dunn my new favorite color neon

(Chorus)

Moon (prod. level)

Lyrics: 

V1

I can’t hardly see I need some glasses

Probably cuz I had too many glasses

Feel like they handing out passes

Liquor got me open all-access

I look around and see the masses
I look around and see the masks 
I look around and see Atlantis 
Everybody drownin cross the atlas

Bridge:

Going off
Deep end
U know me know I can’t even swim
How long 
Can ya pretend?
So much water I can’t even breathe in 

Chorus:

We just wanna splash it
The seas want us trapped in
The trees up there laughing
The waves wants us to crash and

We just wanna splash it yea yea
We just wanna splash it yea yea

Yea the beach burnt up to ashes
Feast up on the catfish
The breeze want us back
Creature turned to captain

V2:

Trekking through the water wit my eyes closed
Wishin on a plane I don’t mean hydro 
Fuck a cycle caught up in a cyclone
tidal waves time wave goodbye to em

I ain’t never prayed to Poseidon
Never seen no hurricane to get high on
Tell the lighthouse turn your light on
Fuck around and get my scuba dive on

Bridge:

Chorus 


(End)

Scuba (prod sabjer)

Lyrics:

Ch: 
Pick up and move x3 
Pick up and move pick up all yo shit and move

If u wit the shit but that shit ain’t wichu

Pick up and move x3
Pick up and move pick up all yo shit and move

Ima have my cake and ima eat it too

Pick up and move x3

V: 
I keep venting like it’s vintage yea
In this bitch like tenant yuh
Bitch I been myself not just somebody I’m remnant of
Ima work it out that just might be why my chin is up
Throwed like a baseball I might win the pennant yuh


Ref:
Shmucks just like crust when I wake up in the morning 
Wiped out buddy wudda thought they wakeboarding 
2-3 years they gon look at me like Jordan 
Even the ignorant they can’t even ignore it

Ch

Ref

Ch

Shmucks (prod b2)

Lyrics: 

Ch:
If you weren’t there when that rain dropped don’t come when that sun on shine
Riding round in the same drop every since I start going outside 
Everytime me and my gang rock u know that I’m going to slide 

V1:
Who been the one that I lean on
Green on my squad like the eagles
Louisiana hot bitch I’m creole
These niggas flaming like Cheeto

No we not pushin no ghino 
That focus gon ride like a z tho
You drop the money and take her
Then I pull her back like a repo 

Count it up count it up 456
A Hunnit grand not talking no chocolates
When I pull up it ain’t no CrossFit
When she call me boo it ain’t no Maajin 

Street lights is on bitch I go all in
Lay down the law I might go Cochran 
They point at you they say no not him
My shit too dope every bowl I pen

I took a shot in the dark u thought it was vodka
I gotta shout out my squad feel like I’m waka 
Niggas be acting like broads that’s that juwana 
Buddy thought he was a shark he not even piranha

Chorus


V2:
Might start a riot to run up the loot
I’m Number 1 until I chunk up the deuce
Everywhere I go bitch I’m gonna pollute
Cuz I been the shit since I learned how to poop

Reunion tour bitch I had to regroup
If money talks bitch you out of the loop
Flexing my arms like I paddle canoe
They kneel to the boy like the man on the moon

I do it big then I bang on a bad bitch sippin like Rajesh
Most of these niggas they don’t know what drive is they sit in garages
I been too fly I get mean mugs from pilots them giants be swattin
I’m david and I got the passion of goggins I’m fighting goliaths


slingshot 
Climbing up like it’s a beanstalk 
Watch me like g-shock
I might pull up on the scene…..prop 

Chorus

Raindrop (prod. purls)

Lyrics:

Chorus
South side baby
South side baby
Born out west but the south side made me
Riding 75 but I’m goin bout 80
Southbound lanes with a southbound lady

V1
Picked up the whip off of forest that’s just what it used to smell like
Flipped off them boys as I’m running through the red light
Clique bout the bout wars we ain’t runnin to no websites
These ig gs, like a fair fight

Chorus

V2
South side baby, outside playing
Never been a coaster…rings on the table
Push it to the limit till I’m pushin up daisies
Rose to occasions I’m valentine daysn 
Dodging tornadoes picking wild onions
Hit me wit a switch I ain’t switch I still luh ya
Red kool aid that shit taste just like summer
Had the big spoon mixing now I’m big spoon cuddlin
Niggas goin muddin not me I kept it clean
Fresh down to the dick new dickies from Levines
Used to get baked like some damn Mac and cheese
Use ya noodle get the cooter had to speak Macanese 
Carolina blue Jordan jacket from bazaar
Shit was missing letters still got em from ya broad
Big face shirts had to stay in rotation
Now the big faces on me in a different location

Chorus

Southside Baby (prod purls)

Lyrics

Ch:

Been a hell of a year been a straight month.
Lotta Bull lotta Bills lotta patience
I done ran outta time for you to take up
Yea I just wanna chill with my drank cup

V1

I could pop a couple pills I could face blunts
Go and talk to some them girls at the late clubs
I could pop a couple seals get my face stuck
But this vodka struck a deal wit my taste buds 

Got a pay stub
And it say sum
I could paint the town red wit a paintbrush
But I think I’ll lay low like the bass does
Stay on go but tonight no I can’t come

(Chorus)

V2 

I done shown up 
Time to pour up
All this brown in my cup not no Folgers
Ain’t no cola
On my coaster
UnLess it’s found wit that crown rubbing shoulders
Yea I done been around I been through
I done met a couple witches off the brew
That bitch karma always been in hot pursuit
Shut the door in that hoe face and lock it too

(Chorus)

Cup (prod purls)

Lyrics

Come take a walk in my zapatos 
My moccasins mockin yours
Socks holy like matrimone or halleluj
A, don’t play I don’t honor roles
Ibaka couldn’t block the growth 
Even when shots was broke
I mop the flows
Shawty still wouldn’t comp my lil vodka coke

But still throwed like pat mahomes
If he chief while he watch the bowl 
police chief wanna watch ya home
But sitcom like Mart and Cole 
That bitch karma gon lock and load
Petty like cockerspaniel
Even pot they pan towards
In a box wit Daniel
My thoughts a manual
Niggas can’t read through what he brew
In these swimming pools you seafood
Try and hack it.
You gon die in the life jacket from temu 
T-Mobile couldn’t even sail
In waves I’m unfazed 
Giving hurricanes a good name
I gave new meaning to sunk place 
Wanted a buffet they gave me like one plate
in Kasey get greedy like musgraves
I must say….They may have had a point… pump fake
I do not up lay with lunch dates
Cause after they applaud then upload they just may
Same goes for the late hoes
Bad bitches from turkey that’s them Turks and Caicos 
She gon put it down on the pipe like draino 
Iont rap I announce on the mic the games on
I gave Michael buffer something to hate on
And Bruce too
They say Shawn got a loose screw
Overall not a great job by the roof crew
I’m like nahh they did everything fine
They took time on my head now I’m ahead of my time
I get.. in souls like Dr scholls
You not the goat u scrubs like doctor clothes
I’m kakarot u more like cockroach
Not approached for Jamie foxes role
Or masa musa 
do what massah told ya
Astronomy kneel wit a
Box of gold I propose ya
Shape up like barber long before let shit get greasy, John travolta
It’s the man it takes one to know one
It’s apparent iont foster no one
Thinking where’s tik how they tokin so much
Just to can it like pops and sodas
When they do see me
Starry eyed sailor moon meme-y
Lucky I ain’t turn you Houdini
Turn into a who done it
4x4 will show you who run it
Olympic or ozempic get new stomach
Tallest kid in the class I’m the gruesomeist 
To some it up I’m the new summit
Top tier
Mo money mo problems top tears
I ain’t even test the water I just hopped in

Socks(prod pdub)

Lyrics: 

Chorus

Yea ima leave ‘em on hush 
Hunned hunneds a rush
They be talking to much
Roll up on em like a Dutch 
Yea bad bitch got a crush
No love for a slut
Ice on me like a slush
Uber scooping up the lunch
Ima star like crunch
On ya head like brush
Broke boy need a crutch
I been coming through clutch 
Yea ima leave ‘em on hush yea
Yea ima leave ‘em on hush yea



Verse

Shawty ride it like a note
Water on me like a moat
Racks on me like a coat
Yea I tried to told em like a joke
Lightning ima bolt yea
Fight scene wit a ghost
Might see him might don’t yea
I might be in my hoe yea
I put it to em like a charger
I.d em like caller
Shit get dicey ima carver
I send em sight seeing like a blogger
Water on me getcha goggles
Not the homie you the opera
Might sing for the coppers
Talm bout the red glare from the rockets



Chorus


Verse 2


They done got me in my mode
Drop em off like a load
I can make em raise a white flag even if they pull up with the pole
Jump stupid like toad
Smoke em like tobacco
In her mouth like skoal 
Nahh like a ice cream cone
Yea big drip like I’m melting
Fit sick it’s unhealthy 
Wit my brudda like kelce
He just went got the number from a milfy
On my way like milky
Ima handle like Chelsea
In a van like kelso 
still slayer van helsing 

Chorus

Hush(prod. purls)

Lyrics:

Chorus

I told that bih ima problem
Been it since 92
I got that spinach, ricotta sittin in my wallet too
She told me gimme a promise
You ain’t gon be catching anymore bodies
I said that bitch in the lobby prolly wanna try me too

X2



V1

She said you got a bitch out in Bali
I said I prolly do
She said you for the streets I said the avenue
I know I ain’t no Italian she call me daddio 
I’ll beat it up in the alley bae das a alley oop
I stay on on go girl
Yain’t gotta rally no troops
I been the goat girl
You be the chick the coop
She said you give me the feeling of hitting the ceiling or roof
I said you gotta roll wit a star you wanna get to the moon

[Chorus]


V2
I’m livin rent free in her head to say the least
I had her laid out for some hours…day at the beach
Ima be back babe you ain’t even gotta change the sheets
That shit was mad tight im like why you so angry
That my lil baby yea that I came to see
Aim to please yea she my lil matradee
I bring it to her like favor I bet she favor me
I turn her on like a sega she say don’t play wit me

Chorus

Try Me Too (prod shango)

Lyrics:

Intro:

That shit was crazy
Drippin too hard like lil baby
I told that yo bitch ima star don’t go gazing
Fried like some bacon

Ch: 
My god that shit was insane yuh (x4)
Hop in the whip the same color my skin
And pop out that bih like a vain 

V1:
Slide wit my ninjas and we got that bond
you thought I pulled up wit James 
Hop in that 4 door be ready for war
I never been to Ukraine
Shawty say she want my Johnny
I couldn’t say nothing but dang
Fuck That catch a buckshot
If he try to tamper wit bae
I can’t get canceled I’m grey’s
This water on me cause I dance in the rain
To call upon me raise your hands in a praise
If I’m falling short I’ll probably land on a plane
Rappers be hollin bout grippin that pole. I think he dance on a stage
So disrespectful i kill em and set up a camp on the grave

Ch:


V2:
I got my head on a swivel the devil ain’t shit but a bed and a pillow okay
I’m not no regular villain I kill em and set up a candlelight vigil okay
I got em beggin to chill and get in with my mates like a federal prison okay
Prolly worth several million that’s locked in a box in a building in Washington state
I’ve been impoverished I have been fatherless 
I would just watch how you talk the man
I am the sovereign my pair of Jordans well you couldn’t wok if you sauce in a pan
You got that cross hope you walk with the man
You wanna cross won’t be walking again 
You must be off in the head
If it’s 400 years ago dog it’d be off wicha head

Chorus

Vein (prod shades)

Lyrics:

Chorus:

She say she like Tina I told that bih I can turn her
Dame gasoline all my n***** like to burn
Polices let me go I said I just like to swerve
Stamp it like it’s bingo if I said it that’s my word


And I got my team all on my back just like a jersey
And I got these wings all on my back just like a bird
She said you got ego I told that bitch I concur
Stamp it like it’s bingo if I said it that’s my word

V1:

What up 
drip till I Stand in a puddle
Rolling through the city like shuttle
Cut a bitch off like zorro 

Cut up
Standing wit the team like huddle
Shawty wanna gimme her number
Talk dirty we gon have a lil dust up

Chorus-

V2:

I don’t see that symbol I won’t move a muscle 
Laughing to the bank and all you do is chuckle
I said “y’all 2 single?” I could use a couple
She said lesbianest I couldn’t even trust her

 Chorus-

Bingo (prodbyglide)

Lyrics :

Head out head out
Head out head out 
Head out head out
Head out head out
Head out head out 
Head out head out
Head out head out
Head out head out

I f*** that bih then I heeeeeeeaaaad out
I pour that shit till my heeeeeeeeeeead out

Hol on
Shawty on me like a cologne
Nigga want beef that’s Bologna
He can find me I be posted like Malone
Nigga frontin I can’t hold back
Catch me outside like kango jack
I done had so many hops
Fuck around and bang on shaq pause
Fuck it 
Going till I throw up in a bucket 
Hold up ima pull up in a bucket 
Dripping like a mf guppy
Hit her 2 times in a one piece
I been on a roll like crunchy
Body shots on ya hoe like I’m punching
Work it on the floor like I’m crunching

Gone missing
Slipped out no permission
She gave a discount on admission
Listen
Some of that SK with the double y make ya wonder why
Fell in love with that double wide now ya living in a double wide
Couple shots of that grey goose…now I’m under different color skies
Told me she ain’t have no underwear I was under there like a underline
Only take about a cup of shine and ya locked up for a couple crimes
Suffering like succotash I done suffered that at least a couple times 
Fuck around then ya

Head out (prod. Lock)

Lyrics:

Ch:

Hello bag
Hello dream
Hello class
Hello serene
I had the same wishes since I was seventeen x2

Hello cash
Hella clean
Hello plaque
Hello queen
I had the same wishes since I was seventeen x2

V:
I was looking for a genie in my cup
Prolly why I was leaning standing up
I told shawty if ya feel me keep in touch
I told shawty if ya feel me keep in touch
Like a drum I was on a beaten path
Tracking cash like it’s fkn doordash
All my life I been looking for that one joint
When I find that Mf rob that bitch at gun point

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