{dj frosty} frosty - on go (clay10)

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shoot em-shoot em ina eyelid
off dat perc like pilot
told em come and try it
bitch im finna die lit
too good need no stylist
send some shots the sky lit
bad bitch her name violet 
do dat li boy violent
treat my drac like violen
ina street im wylin
punch dat boy like Weiland
i be ina island
off dat x im flyin
why dey steady tryn
stupid bih keep lyin
i gotta bring my fye in
bitches always spyin
now i got em cryin
off dat liq im wasted
pass the blunt i faced it
bitch i let my K hit
want some smoke come say it
yea, my bro pour in dat faygo
she do what i say so
bitch im stackin queso
rackin up da peso
bitch i got da guns like halo
shooter onna payroll
yeah dat bitch call me a A-hole
got some bread i need mo

dielit (anthonyramxs)

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bitch uh
c-catch a small hat
movin shit like baghdad
s-she said im a bad man
mixin shit like labrat
w-whip it, fuck it crash dat
t-told my bro come pass dat
c-can you tell the truth
my bro gon up dat tool
f-fuck it, shoot at you
ball out bitch with the crew
t-thumbin thru da racks
i told dat bitch come shake some ass
they like boy you hungry, im addicted to the cash
p-pull up to the party
bitch i got the speakers blast
hunnid commas everyday, im movin wit a bag
bitch im way too different i dont sit up on my ass
m-movin with a purpose i can never be too sad
let down, i got too tired
o-off dat perc, i got too higher
do dis shit i got no stylist
i cant let nobody control
bitch i kick it way too hard, im boolin wit my whoa
yeah the bets on
c-come and try it
in-in dis bitch im way too flawless
yea you fall off, bitch i call it
bitch too hot, i switch the topic
i get too damn pop like rocket
d-do dis shit, bitch i ain stop it
damn, really did dis on my fuckin own
man i love it when im really back at home

labrat (sewz & bsu)

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b-b-bitch yeah you, f-fucked up
g-go and touch some b-bucks yuh
im-im with ian yeah we ridin innat truck yuh
im-imma c-cuttup in dis bitch
ion give no f-fuck yuh
i-im like who done got my back bitch, i cant trust yeah
s-shot dat li boy up yuh
got him sayin, goddamn
oh he talkin s-smoke, i pull up hit em with da b-b-blam
i-imma up da c-chop, i let dat li boy eat some rounds
these li boys cant be like me cause they dont got no sound
im-imma walk up inna mall, i spend a 30 ball
s-stackin up da cheddar, bitch my shit is gettin tall
im up in yo city, give a fuck bout what it cost
b-bitch im all up in my grind, i feel like eric kost

eric koston (anthonyramxs)

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ya bitch dis shit get iffy
bih dis shit get sticky
do dat shit no dissin
trigger finger itchin
blow dat shit get busy
bitch i smoke too much im dizzy
fuck dat bad hoe, her name izzy
get dat bag hoe bitch im busy
bitch im posted in my city
ya, fuck dat shit who with me
get dat pack n den i flip it
pass dat glock i grip it
like a frog man, them boys ribbit
ima fuck once den i dip bitch
bitch i dont care bout no limit
ya ya
bitch i do dat, go
did i do dat, no
i cant fuck no hoe
bitches steady broke
she said im a joke
pop dat pill i float
bitches callin me da goat
bitch i already kno
ima do dat shit fosho
on yo block ill getchu missin
bitch i do dat mission
fuck dat shit no switchin
ima smoke li bro like swisher
fuck dat bitch i do not miss her

iffy (keego & toni veretta)

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p-put you in my sight li bitch
y-you cant fight li bitch
im really wit da shits
f-fuck once den i dip
f-fully in dis clip
really rockin shit
t-too deep in dis whip
i cant trust no bitch
my bro fucked up on tris
pistol whackin shit
swear too turnt in dis bitch
you not bro you switched
put my trust in switch
load a mag i swiss
i smoke bra out like spliff
p-put li bro in pack yuh
y-you cant get em back
i run dis shit like track
s-send some shots dis shit aint flat
who done got my back
m-my ooter never lack
shawty why you trim
i love my girl like vrmm
m-my wife bad like nicki
she curvy n she thicky
i ain tryna fuck
i just want yo love
im like can you trust
baby yeah i miss you
im too high i cant kiss you
im another issue

issue (lagsight)

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like hell nah ion kno u bitch
where was u, I was down up on my fuckin ass
now they comin back to me im steady countin cash
bitch on me- b- bitch on me and she steady shakin ass
im w dami in dis bitch we smoke em like some gas
it’s a new hoe on me everyday 
i fuck n pass
i can’t fuck up on no new bitch 
all these bitches trash
baby im just chattin, sometime shit can’t last
damn, bitches evil, love me when im doin bad
now they start to hate me when i work my craft
i can’t fuck up on no hoe if she treat me like trash
bitch i never lied i only did dat shit like once
pull up on a new bitch den i fuckin uh

bad (damiku)

lyrics

brr brr
b-b-bitch im innat cat
p-push up den i runnit back
b-bad bitch suck da sack
l-love it when i hit her back
b-bitch im clutchin on da P80
no i never lack
i be posted wit li august
we up inna trap
yea-yeah we make dis li bih jump, everytime we in
b-bitch im gettin way too drunk, i cant feel my skin
b-bitch im zoomin in the highway, hit the rim
ya im posted up in new york, ya i hit da bin
yea, took off in yo shit
and then i sell it out
yeah my pockets full of cash, bitch ima thumb it out
yea, score dat li bitch out i hit em with a scout
b-bitch my bottle full bacardi 
fuck you talkin bout
i-im wit vxx, i-im wit ricky
b-boy we kno yo route
its hunnid boy shit
every day im out

(augustchangedme verse)

everyday im out
im walkin out da bank
one hunnids, got an evil grand
like frosty said we get drunk til we cannot feel our skin
i had flew to da A
man i had to see my twin
dirty money comin in, could care less about my sins
striker bugatti i could care less about dat benz
when i flew to da A, i was killin burgers benz
dis hoe thought i slept with her, but i fucked up on her friend
dis momma said the way im movin
it wont be the hottest ends
im a 100 boy got time for the room for fake friends
i need more drugs, love getting fried like bacon
she gon throw it up, i love how its shakin
have a smile on yo face til she ask how much you makin
broke boy stay down, he still miss every payment
yo hoe still around, she askin me how my day went
and bitches on my dick i heard you still masturbating
i fuck den i dip, i cant believe she said im satan

bacardi ft. augustchangedme (ptrck)

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yeah
dis hoe pickin s-sides
push up onnat bitch, she thought i lied
tap-tapped him in da head 
caught by suprise
c-catch a hat, i crack his skull im innit
do dis shit i kno im winnin
you ain on dat level
you cant do it like me li bih oh
t-took a flight to LA, im with dami in yo city hoe
ion give a fuck bout clout
im in dis shit just for the fucks of it
s-shawty pull up on me, i said go ahead
go and rub dat shit
knock-knocka in da jeans
you see me sagging with the purple clip
s-steady countin blue 
but li bih hell nah i aint fuckin crip
emo bitch up on me, said she suicidal slit her wrist
im too twisted off the henny, got me actin illiterate 
f-freaky hoe up on me and she touchin on her cliterus
man dis bitch too crazy, start to think dat she delirious
p-put da barrel thru his throat dat boy actin too curious
vans on the feet, li boy i be off the wall
f-flippin thru da racks, i gotta stack the money tall
m-micro drac gon blow yo face off
dont give fucks at all
d-do dis for the love and passion
fuck it bitch i ball

(damiku verse)

mask on like im haku get u iced
we got hella glocks n awps it get u sniped
tryna fuck a couple bad bitches asian like they TWICE
had a threesome w them bitch they came thrice 
why u talkin shit like i wont slide
bitch yk my fuckin whip always in drive
spin around w the stick u gon die
up it out the window 45 gon leave u dry

noone gives a fuck abt ur broke lame ass
i been shootin shit yall js do the dash
axxad got the stick frosty got the cash
said u got sum shit run up it get snatched

money in my pockets make yo bitch say woah
we do the race juggin arps n gold
i js switched it up one time now they cant escape the flow
im up w frosty in the tundra where it snow

sides ft. damiku (rckstar & duoface & romel)

lyrics

would you do the things i did for you
if you aint never know me
you cant take control of my decisions
li bitch you dont own me
i was stuck up in dis shit i had no help
i had no homie
must forgot i had some love but i aint have no one to hold me
pray to God like everyday im beggin for some guidance
take it for my action, kno dat i cannot deny it
i was down bad, in my worse
i had no one, i had my head down
see me goin up, they see the money now they want half
yeah she gettin what she wantin cause that shit is what i never had
momma told me that the better that it is
it cannot ever last
hopin for the greater in my future
im like fuck da past
do not be afraid if you got something that you wanna ask
that shit is a problem thats why most of you cannot surpass
i-i told anarc slide dat shit if they wont let me pass

(damiku verse)

would u do the things i do if u was in the field
talkin tuff on uchihadrank it gon get u killed
talkin tuff on all the boys it gon get u spilled

enter yo bitch crib i leave drained of my balls
said she need more im answerin them calls
like a native she got wisdom rain falls
like she hungry got my dick in her jaws

i call frosty i call jack get u merced
i got diamonds in my face no uzi vert
i been in the field scorin hats up in work
i been eatin bodies no time 4 dessert
u eatin the dirt
we done hotboxed around ur grave i left a blur
ya this bad bitch boutta twerk
her ass fat make u lurk

kno me ft. damiku (diy)

lyrics

yeah yeah yeah
z-zoomin bitch im slidin
f-fuck yo bitch she ridin
shot em, now he dyin
g-got a pussy li boy cryin
w-walk inside the bitches eyein
c-caught dat li bitch why u spyin
c-cuttup on her throat
made dat li bitch choke
s-said i need it 
i need mo
b-bitch i need some dope
f-fuck it, up dat scope
i-ima fuck her den i ghost
spend a thou-thousand on some clothes
p-pull up block, i shoot like scottie
ridin innat rari
o-off dat yayo, tony rari
s-speakers, b-boomin blast
yea, swerve it
do da d-dash
im like f-fuck you kiss my ass
told dat b-bitch we not gon last
bitch im steady movin
ridin innat rover
party h-hard like Casanova
shou-shoutout my brother nova
ima pass you, get no closer
u-up dat semi flip u over
p-party got it jump
y-yeah, b-bad bitch gettin crunk
o-off dat henny way too drunk
ive been up, i never f-flunked
yeah, yo bitch havin fun
h-hit me up like can you come
b-bitch im set havin money, havin guns, havin sex yea
w-wokeup outta bed, dey said dat im heaven sent ya
like b-bitch i need some bread, i cant stay up onna bed yea
a-all yall boys some frauds yall be cliqued up onna net yea
i cant f-fuck with a thot dat be on some silly bullshit
b-bitch im goin for da win
i cant never, f-fuckin lose shit
yeah my b-brodie hop up innat splat
t-thought dat he gon lose it

($tr4uss verse)
im tossin dis bitch round like a fuckin horseshoe
fuck sparin up these tales, im finna bore you
i told dat bitch to her face dat im finna score you
i cant fuck wit dis whore her crib got mildew
told dis bitch like 20 times im finna fail you
talkin on my name den frosty might just kill you
we gon drill you, pull up we gon drill you
popout wit my fuckin brudders, we might kill you
if i killed you i wouldnt even fuckin shoot you
make you die slow
make you die slow
make you die slow
bitch im pourin up some dro
me and frosty at yo residence
finna kick yo door
bitch i hate the fuckin president, but i wish i had mo
you a broke lazy bitch and you got a dirty backpack
im wit frosty in dis bitch, 130 backpack
bitch we mobbin thru da A, red scatpack
304s out da way
i aint tap dat
i aint tap dat
pussy i aint tap dat

{dj frosty} frosty - on go (clay10)

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