how am i the first comment i been ok this somg for a sec fr.

I don't give a fuck I let my Beretta swing, my Choppa love me like tkay I let it bangggg

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Stick Shift Feat Xatashi

prod.tohruxd
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- lyrics -
nothing hit like home so when she hit me i get gassed up
passed out 
wake to my room getting trashed up
shorty bad
so i put my name like banner
or name tag
shorty like me
she just wanna bag
2 timing
bitch i tombstone 
pile drive
then she slammed into my heart
guess she in it for the ride
or the circumstance
shorty fw me cause im not any man
any plan
we can try to do it for the romance

2 bad
she like to keep the mood a little too glad
my pad
we can go n hit it if you want that
u can separate all our things
but not our fast track
to white-black clothes
that we wear and some flashbacks
shorty bout my love
she want my love
so i cant pass that
all about the bread
its in our head
but are we past that?
we only bout the bucks
who give a fuck
who asked that
ill take you 2 the moon
if its you that i have last

nothing hit like home so when she hit me i get gassed up
passed out 
wake to my room getting trashed up
shorty bad
so i put my name like banner
or name tag
shorty like me
she just wanna bag
2 timing
bitch i tombstone 
pile drive
then she slammed into my heart
guess she in it for the ride
or the circumstance
shorty fw me cause im not any man
any plan
we can try to do it for the romance

NOTHING HITS LIKE HOME (prod.tohruxd)

Recorded: 1/29/23
Re-Mixed: 3/11/2024
Produced By: Acculbed

eryxse - hardy boyz (prod. Acculbed)

she run it back back
za in the backpack
cutting up the whip
engine blowing like its baghdad

rolling up the blunt 
lemme hit it
had to pass that
gas so hard
had the past coming back back

shorty i cant talk
cause im busy with that bag bag
gta whips make a mother fucka backtrack

know myself
grab the cash in a fistfull
tinted out the whip
i aint drifting in a fishbowl
14 karat make her bounce like a bunny
gold fish chain
make the night turn sunny
had to drip me a rollie
or a patek ap
put em on game 
shorty said i got D

lob city
chris paul in this bitch
how i pass out the game
girl u 2 fine to be hangin w these lames
let her run my mood
when im hanging with the gang
dont trip on the money
i wont trip on the fame
mane

leavin la (prod.disembark)

lyrics

i cant get you out of my mind 
hey dear liz i’m loving your eyes 
pretty cute face 
i swear u my type 
look u the type of girl i want in my life 
x2

you the type of girl i want in my life 
pretty face, brown eyes, her aura just scream life 
when i first saw you i’m like god just did right 
how you dress so nice 
i doubt u think twice 

i wanna take you out for sushi is that cool? 
or we could chill by the fire and talk about you 
i guess i wanna learn everything about you 
cause my heart hasn’t skipped like this 
since high school 

i never get shy but u got me feelin different 
not that i’m timid 
but i aint wanna waste a minute 
what i really wanna say 
is that with you i see a vision 
or maybe i’m just talking crazy 
sorry let me finish 

i haven’t really talked to anybody in a while 
maybe cause these girls from our city out of style 
nd you the only one who got my eyes in a spiral 
and i just wanna know what it take to see u smile

(っ◔◡◔)っ DEAR LIZ  ♥

lyrics:

everyday i gotta get bread 
iced out chains 
break za inna glow tray 
bad bitch wit me in the whip 
giving good face 
yo bitch mids 
if that was me id prolly throw away 
i think i need dark in this red cup 
bitch i’m a mac from the north 
getting sideways 
they wonder how the slime came up 
cause he dipped in new steez 
new fit lookin tuff 

i left the house by 10 
took a thizz now im geeked 
i don’t care bout trends 
i dont care about amends 
bitch fuck yo feelings 
y my ex stalk me on the gram 
u silly 

steppin in fazos from bape not nike 
cutty love to shine 
had to make the chain icy 
they wonder bout cost 
k cool this shit pricy 
bossed up yes 
now they wanna b like me 

do what thou wilt 
real sauce i don’t play games 
i might cut a bitch wit a blade 
for some new gain 
shit
i’ll tell you how it feels to be up now 
nice lil movie but this real not a foreplay 

bitch i wanna see you move 
shake that shit i don’t mean to sound rude 
i like more blues so i’ma run it up 
and if u do right u can dip by noon

DO WHAT THOU WILT⛧ (Prod. By ABONTHEBEAT)

CAN YOU FIX ME?

lyrics

(Hook)
I hate this shit So why you distant? 
We both wrong, so what's the difference? 
Why you get to leave and come back when you want to? 
I'm staring at my phone, thinking, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" 
Damn, How many more times will I break down? Fucking up my mental, Trying to fix my attachments, 
You would rather disappear And fuck up my reactions 
Maybe your love is not real, And made of plastic
2x

(Verse 1)

Wanted this forever, 
Now I'm back inside a broken home, 
All these little pieces starting to fuck with my emotions 
X's everywhere, maybe I just need to be alone Thought you were the one, 
But now I know you had a different tone 
Phone starting ringing, 
I was on the same bullshit 
I blamed it on the music, 
Now I know that sounds stupid Soul ties everywhere, 
And I don't see Cupid 
When did I become everybody's home wrecker?

Champagne showers, 
New strains full of poetry, 
And I miss my girl, 
The one that got my name tatted 
Time wasn't real every time we ever linked up, Now she's with somebody else, I pray that I could move on

I'm glad 
I didn't call back 
And fuck up the relation, 
But every time I try to start fresh, 
It don't feel right Fuck, 
I don't understand what I'm after Fuck, 
Maybe I'm just waiting for disaster

(Verse 2)

Maybe I'm just waiting for disaster, 
Don't leave me behind 
Everything that we did, 
Yeah, you know that I tried 
Please don't forget about me, 
Cause you said that you wouldn't. 
Feel like I'm falling out the window, 
Fireworks in the distance 

I tried to call your fucking name out, 
But you wouldn't just listen 
The memories are nothing plastic, 
Baby, why are you trippin'? 
You fucking told me that you love me, 
But the motion was missing
I'm feeling sick inside my stomach 
Every time I be thinking, 

How the fuck it could've been so different? 
Why the fuck we met? 
Baby, please just listen
Why these fucking bitches wanna lie about my
Main reason why it's money over motherfucking fame

Baby, please just call my name out if what we had was real, 
The message that I left you was the last, what's the deal? 
Bitch, you had me waiting all up on my own
Man, I fucking just hate this shit, 
Got me thinking 'bout the time when you actually loved me, bitch.

(Hook)
I hate this shit So why you distant? 
We both wrong, so what's the difference? 
Why you get to leave and come back when you want to? 
I'm staring at my phone, thinking, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" 
Damn, How many more times will I break down? Fucking up my mental, Trying to fix my attachments, 
You would rather disappear And fuck up my reactions 
Maybe your love is not real, And made of plastic
2x


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