RACKS ON RACKS (prod. polack)

beema!!!!   
mooove inside the beema
i dont see nobody 
run around in beema 
niggas wont be me 
run around town spilfin on gas and got nobo

Beema prod ape

BRCEWYN ft nate peso prod tizsii n9ck kagyu

stu rat prod zuko ozi

produced by natecxo, runna

lyrics:

we done came a long way remember it was fuck us
niggas laughed up in my face man that shit was fucked up
it aint nothing they can say to me,
they cant play with me cause my bucks up
all these niggas really fake thats why i dont trust nun
niggas saw me face to face niggas still aint touch us
she get straight A’s but she giving up brain like a dumb fuck
ever since i got rich niggas call me stuck up
now im throwing money in this bitch niggas got me fucked up

i got too much swag
i know im young but look at these lil niggas, bitch im they dad
yall niggas corny yall niggas jokes just sit back and laugh
look all the sons that i got need a pat on the back, damn
walk out this bitch with a ratchet, walk in the store im balling
no march madness
damn, im walkin’ in with a bad bitch
told that lil hoe if she want the world then she can have it

dvertigo -

im walking in with a bag bitch
i just put double c on her back bitch
geeked everyday its a habit
geek everyday its a habit, yea yea
water my wrist love flashin’
look at these diamonds so glassy, yea yea
i might just step out in fashion
hoe say in flashy, yea yea yea
all black whip like the c.i.a
bad lil bitch tryna fuck on sight
been on drugs you can see in my face
must be on drugs if you think you gang
bitch wan suck go ahead, give brain
take me a trip fuck a hoe out of state
too stuck up put dem racks in the safe
too fucked up i dont know what to say
too stuck up put a hoe in her place
im havin’ hunnids and fifties always
huh, big ass cig at your ribs
expensive shit never trim

slump -

we done came a long way remember it was fuck us
niggas laughed up in my face man that shit was fucked up
it aint nothing they can say to me,
they cant play with me cause my bucks up
all these niggas really fake thats why i dont trust nun
niggas saw me face to face niggas still aint touch us
she get straight A’s but she giving up brain like a dumb fuck
ever since i got rich niggas call me stuck up
now im throwing money in this bitch niggas got me fucked up

Habits (ft Dvertigo)

produced by natecxo, che

lyrics :

i cant cuff no gnat i wont
bullet, same size basketball
10k, for a track lil dawg
dont ask for no dap lil bro
guap up fixed my gap lil hoe
fucked his bitch oh thats yo hoe
did three shows off adderall
what you know bout that?
what you know bout that lil hoe
all my slimes say slat
bitch want sex sex sex
hoe aint want me then
hop out all black vet, ya
this bitch tryna hop in
my main hoe, thats my twin

i wish yall niggas would try harder
fuck nigga cant even keep up
i carry sticks this shit bionic
yall niggas pussy thats ironic
bitch im the top dog can sign on it
im the top dog i can merch it ya
bitch wanna kick it like fifa
told this hoe play with my balls larry bird shit
i put cc on her purse, ya
everybody want a burkin
everybody wanna hop on the wave and thats how i know its really working
I put this lil bitch she right on a plane
then i beat her back in till she hurtin
givenchy on my shooter fashion killer
nigga stop taking loans out for a triller
i fucked your bitch i know she look familiar
hop on the road we roll em like a swisher
bitch im in philly ballin' like a sixer
your bitch she really wanna fuck with 6
too many hoes for me to pick one
got too many drugs up in my system
in the store finna fuck the shit up
they so internet yeah all they know is dicksuck
its a synonym for niggas just like you
nigga you a bitch, meant that shit times two
this lil hoe so wet, made this bitch tycoon
this america, nigga you'll get blicked
sitting in your whip
they dont need a reason
think she new, rip out out the plastic
bought this bitch her ass
love the guap i need it
yuh, mhm

i cant cuff no gnat i wont
bullet, same size basketball
10k, for a track lil dawg
dont ask for no dap lil bro
guap up fixed my gap lil hoe
fucked his bitch oh thats yo hoe
did three shows off adderall
what you know bout that?
what you know bout that lil hoe
all my slimes say slat
bitch want sex sex sex
hoe aint want me then
hop out all black vet, ya
this bitch tryna hop in
my main hoe, thats my twin

produced by natecxo

lyrics :

god damn
ain' talkin bout money
shut the fuck up
yeah yeah
chop chop bullets fuck his guts up yeah yeah
when i lost my twin that shit fucked me up
popping all these pills fucked my stomach up
watch your back hoes tryna set you up
undercover tags love my bitch she so so bad
when they knock you down who gon pick you up
im on molly ecstasy to keep me up
when i needed you the most
aint give no fuck bout me
i been trying so hard to keep my head up
i was on my last
girl you almost saw me crash out

hoe said you get racks i do
what i say i still got niggas on the avenue
fiancée she want me cuff thats sum i cannot do
Beyoncé my bitch a dancer and a singer too
its some rap niggas i made bitch i can a few
bitch wan geek up yea all day
like she got nun to do
take a flight go mia im living comfortable
just tell me the place where you tryna go
i can make it happen for ya
i can swerve through for ya
i can get the backend for ya
she give the top in store thats a brick n mortar
givenchy head to toe buy that bitch what i wanna
im 18 years old i feel like a hunnid
bitch wan take my soul slop me till i nut
gen 5 on the road knock you off for nun

undercover tags love my bitch she so so bad
when they knock you down who gon pick you up
im on molly ecstasy to keep me up
when i needed you the most
aint give no fuck bout me
i been trying so hard to keep my head up
i was on my last
girl you almost saw me crash out

Tags

produced by whylunar, eliesg, charger

lyrics :

shit i rock shit not for sale
this shit ysl, my twin going for that kill
thumbin' through racks for real
she dont fuck with you yea, yea, yuh
its so easy to tell, i dont rock fake shit nah hell nah
young nigga im too real
16 when i signed my first deal
yall niggas cant relate
i was in the classroom counting up cake
fuck it dropped out next day
hoe like 6 why you so rude
told my gang we gon be ok
yea, its alot of shit i could say
fuck that hoe once but the bitch cant stay here
yeah, this how life go
twin ball out like kobe, yeah yea this lil glock hold 24
ask this bitch whst she tryna eat, benihana all she know
im tryna feed this hoe my children get my nut and then i go
i take adderal and mix it with my drank and sip that slow,
its so hard for you to tell me to tell you how to feel to let you know
its a part of me that care to much i had to let shit go
sip biology, feel it in my arteries, yea
she want all of me, this bitch she want all of me, yea
got this college hoe, said she fuck with all my beats, yea
too much knowledge hoe, im too rich i cant rap beef with ya
i been on a roll, nigga run up he ducking heat nigga
i just hopped out that Rolls, t- two freak hoes on me they both scissor
all that talking bro, nigga run up we turn that boy to swisher
niggas they act like bitches go figure
ever since first grade been the goat nigga

shit i rock shit not for sale
this shit ysl, my twin going for that kill
thumbin' through racks for real
she dont fuck with you yea, yea, yuh
its so easy to tell, i dont rock fake shit nah hell nah
young nigga im too real
16 when i signed my first deal
yall niggas cant relate
i was in the classroom counting up cake
fuck it dropped out next day
hoe like 6 why you so rude
told my gang we gon be ok
yea, its alot of shit i could say
fuck that hoe once but the bitch cant stay here
(yea, yea)

produced by hitec

lyrics:

i was the man with the plan yea
upside down cross, dead presidents
i was just thumbin' threw bands, yea
my twin was fucked up gave em' a chance
ill never switch on my mans
we was just down bad now gang boolin' in france
top dawg never needed no friends
really the one, yeah these niggas know who i am
talk down lil nigga get blammed
im on my own wave nigga, give a fuck who dont like it
top dawg dont follow no trend
im in a 4 door whipping this shit like a bike
so many racks cant count on my hands

bitch wanna fuck im like bet,
i do this drip shit yeah when i can,
this new chopstick sound like a firework,
if he talk down lil nigga its lit
this aint converse nigga, this rick
bitch do your homework nigga im him
like its jonas stay with my brothers
he act a fool get one to his lid
and this hoe hate when i ignore her,
make sure her phone work pick up this shit
LV backpack yeah like im dora,
spent a light check yeah out of bordem
taking trips yeah yeah bora bora
this bitch eat dick yeah got no decorum
diamonds wet yeah yeah like the coral
hoe tryna fuck right now on the floor
i spent like 3 bands on some goyard
tryna act big body get disarmed
i got zoes oh ya out in florida
im sipping drop no, this aint a bar
got this freak hoe bumping my shit,
but she couldnt hear me so i replayed the bar
repping rockstar shit no guitar
niggas bitch yeah be who you are
and this rap shit gotta keep my guard up
niggas tryna sneak diss yea from a far
i been peeped vibes they on that fake shit,
you on that dick lil nigga, get off
and this ape shit new operation
he tryna run with swag nigga caught
i just stayed down gotta be patient
fuckin' this thick hoe nicki minaj

(yea, ya)
...
(yuh, ya)

ya, its some shit that i gotta get off of my chest nigga
yah, yah
cant believe niggas tried to run off with my shit, nigga
yah, yah
these rap niggas fanned out i swear to god niggas be sissy, huh
yah, yah
F.N leave him fanned out that pussy ass nigga so pissy, huh
yah, yah
i do this archive shit i mix number nine with that ricky, huh
yah, yah
im finna run this shit up until my god come and get me, nigga
yah, yah
bitch im in the A so i stay with a rod like a fisher, nigga
yah, yah
im lil 600 i been had sons from the beginning, nigga
yah, yah
im pushing that hummer we dont give a fuck bout the limit, nigga
yah, yah
that nigga a runner we turn his whole block to olympic, nigga
huh
bitch i been that nigga my lil shawty call me a stunna, nigga
stone cold
my twin toting knockers we put a red dot to his head like the fuck nigga hormones
nigga walked in alive he walked out walking dead
now that nigga the face of a horror show
heard he talking on live we put racks on his head,
we gon turn this whole shit to a warzone
(yea, yeah)

Nicki

produced by natecxo

lyrics :

let this chop go, fall out
all i do is ball out
i dont answer calls now
lil hoe on my balls, wow
double cup the solo cup that bitch is full of red
i got pole on me, fuck with us you heard what i said
that hoe said i smell like sex
i text back like, "bitch you fed"
fill em up with led, fell in love with percocet
fell in love with perfect sex
i like sex, i like sex yah
i like sex, i like sex yah
y- you dont want my twin come get ya
oxy, o- oxy just kicked in lil bitch im finna boot
SRT no two door coupe, and im with your boo
i just poured a red six, think i got the flu

on his block lets take a trip my niggas ready to, frr, ya
i count racks oh ya, oh ya, them shits they stuck like glue
not my gang not cool,
with that drac watch what i do
count up racks all day, no this shit not new, yah
dont fuck with my gang?
then its fuck your crew
i said run that bitch, pockets fat like gunna bitch
pour that drank im sick, ya
she get no text back from me
i cant save no bitch, ya
we put holes right through that v

let this chop go, fall out
all i do is ball out
i dont answer calls now
lil hoe on my balls, wow
double cup the solo cup that bitch is full of red
i got pole on me, fuck with us you heard what i said
that hoe said i smell like sex
i text back like, "bitch you fed"
fill em up with led, fell in love with percocet
fell in love with perfect sex
i like sex, i like sex yah
i like sex, i like sex yah

(fell in love, yah)
(i like sex, i like sex)

Flu (feat. osamason)

produced by natecxo

lyrics:

your racks coming in slowly
bank keep coming in its overflowing
bitch just wanna fuck me till the fuck me till the morning
freak hoe suck my dick she eat the whole thing
dnd aint see it when you called
thats the reason i dont really call you
fuck that hoe i refer to her as old news
niggas stealing swag aint finna hold you
yea, bitch i thought i told you,
if i hurt your heart you let me know
im just tryna roll my dope up
this bitch done looking for closure

issey on my body, yea
big bankroll keep thumbin'
i cant fumble on that munyun, yea
my money aint up for discussion
twin new whip is flooded, yea
my left wrist disgusting, grind like tony hawk my cup on muddy
i seen more racks than you can think of

im fucking bad model hoes you cant think of
had to bottega my boot got my bread up
twin asking me for advice, keep your head up
niggas ran off with my swag but i let em'
who the fuck really you think could do better
evisu jacket spent ten on my sweater
if i died right now my twin gon go get em
its bout them racks then bitch im a go getter
fuck from the back tell that hoe keep her head straight
bitch im on perks but i dont got no headache,
yeah i had pop out at neimans for goyard,
then i fuck hoes and act like i dont know em
momma told me im a star i went solar
know that i got that hoe mad i went global
i had to go number nine on my shirt
thats number nine but im still riding dolo
bitch suck me up or you serve me no purpose
glock got a dick for extension no homo
pussy keep talking on me get him murked
my young niggas dont do this shit for no promo
choppa bullets going through his home
i fell in love in love with money counter
i fell in love with countin all these commas
(this bitch got some problems she aint tryna solve em')

ya, bitch i thought i told you
if i hurt your heart you let me know
im just tryna roll my dope up
this bitch done looking for closure

issey on my body, yea
big bankroll keep thumbin'
i cant fumble on that munyun, yea
my money aint up for discussion
twin new whip is flooded, yea
my left wrist disgusting, grind like tony hawk my cup on muddy
i seen more racks than you can think of

Beema prod ape

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