produced by ivy becker

tell me that it's finna be okay
she really pretty but she not my bae
honestly i really go mia
i scream at the mic like this shit road rage
there ain't a chance, nigga ain't no way
you not standing wit me, then get out my way
cuz' i never forced anybody to stay
yeah and the voices be talking, just get out my head
yeah like a soccer game, my body filled up with ice
that nigga don't got receipts, now he paying the price
that nigga, he finna be the next blood sacrifice
i got katana, like barber, he finna get diced
4th of july, yeah i see all the stars and the stripes
takin' advantage cuz' im the boy that's being nice
you cannot give up too early, you still gotta try
writing my feelings down, nigga i gotta indite

i got the key, nigga pushing all night
you is not doing nun' for me, im saying goodbye
diane, you know that i miss her
i am not sway, don't got answers
i was downbad, but i'm doing better
look at yo bitch, she a dancer
wizard of death, necromancer
shine in the night like im prancer
carti, i been screaming like "what"
he better catch up, he get left in the dust
these niggas, they gon' do too much
left the rest, now it's up to us
young nigga midas, i got the golden touch
that nigga mad for what? putting up a fuss
that nigga think he gang, he not one of us
yeah i be singing, night to the morning, yeah
raining hard, yeah its pouring yeah
'member the late nights, they supporting, yeah
this shit is just right, like some porridge, yeah
they bring up the past like historian
moral of the story, yeah
you gotta flow on dat bitch, keep it goin' yeah
do you gotta soul? cuz' you so boring
i'm finding myself like this shit dory

blood sacrifice

down the drain

"p.r.o"
Performed by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Produced by m4tthew + tarzan
Mixed by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

I know you wanna see what them bags like
Go and fuck it, I upped this and get racks, right
Take you to raf tonight, you'll get a bag tonight
I wanna go spend this shit, like it's my last tonight

Prada, Rick Owen
Already know where we going
Still having some motion
Say the word and I'll blow this on you
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Say the word and I'll blow it
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Mhm, hmm (bbs)

Middle fingers to em all, I know
I ain't see your call, I know
This bag I got, get taller though
So I get you that Prada though
You love it when I'm on your phone
You love when I'm on your body, though
Put you in them new Rick Owens, your body got Prada on

You want it, we spend it all
Bands on my body, babe, without em, I have withdrawals
Short, but I got big racks on me, so I feel too tall (working day & night)
Got way too many bad jawns on my line, but I can't cuff em all

I know you wanna see what them bags like
Go and fuck it, I upped this and get racks, right
Take you to raf tonight, you'll get a bag tonight
I wanna go spend this shit, like it's my last tonight

Prada, Rick Owen
Already know where we going
Still having some motion
Say the word and I'll blow this on you
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Say the word and I'll blow it
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen

We approach shit
Let's get it going

I got diamonds all on me
I got what?
(I got diamonds, I got diamonds)
Nah, nah, I don't think they got the message (okay)
I got diamonds all on me
Say it louder
(I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds all on)

passion

p.r.o

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p.r.o ft. m4tthew [prod. m4tthew + tarzan]

"lim onnat"
Performed by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Produced by kashmovere + dreamz + fr4ud + ohtee
Mixed by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Oh yeah

Soon as I walk in, if she bad, I'm on it (been on that)
Up until five in the morning, I be up early recording
Ain't talking bout money, I'm snoring
I come when the storm hit, I go when the war end
I like em classy & boring (fasho)

Please don't feel too entitled
We got them rocs like tidal
6:16, I live for survival
I got some brothers in Johnny's & Strikers, pushin' it like it's their item
I got a B in my name like the Actor, but I'm still balling like Michael

Go to Paris, I'm tryna meet the Eiffel
I don't care bout your crew, I don't like em
I just walk in the booth, I don't write em
I meant to hit your phone up before, I'm sorry I forgot to write you
Who do it the best? yeah, I do
When I'm back in the west, I'll see you
But until then, I'm movin' idle

I done met most of my idols
I remember I was viral
I'm probably my only rival (oh yeah)
Now she waitin' just for my arrival
I need them plaques like Pitbull
I got them wings like Red Bull
Speak on my name, I ain't hearing you
Me and twins scammin' off fanduel

We not in Hollywood, why you actin?
Your nigga down bad, tragic
He say he give a tool, but I don't believe him, I'ma have to inspect that gadget
Hate when niggas be fake flexin' and don't really have it, havin' pennies like magic (it's hard work)
And she fuck with my swag, fashion
He not addin' up, I'ma subtract him

Me and twin pop out, we the shit
No, I can't spend a dime on that bitch
Me and B.B.S been goin' hard for a minute, I think we forgot how to miss
Okay, I'm finna call up bro, he gon send me a pack, now I'm fried as shit (balling)
She so bad that I got to hit, but after I'm done, I'm not paying a tip, on god

Soon as I walk in, if she bad, I'm on it
Up until five in the morning, I be up early recording
Ain't talking bout money, I'm snoring
I come when the storm hit, I go when the war end
I like em classy & boring

Huh, I wasn't even taking it serious
I was just having funny, haha (been onnat)
Bbs, go, go, go, go, go
Thinkin I'm new to this, haha
I got it now

ALL MY FAULT? (Prod.Chopsticks)

Shyllomoo

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