Marrgielaa - Wtf (Prod. Souljaspirits)

Yves

peon
my diamonds colorful, im rockin neon
they wanna hate but they dont know what we on
step out the crib and i got louis v on
step out the crib with the margiella t on
im finna shoot em i dont need a reason
i got the money on me every season
whippin a rari he whippin a nissan 
i got a bad lil bitch tryna see sum

she wanna come suck the dick
i go to casa nova with my bitch
you puttin fasionova on your bitch
i told the gang its over i dont miss
i cant be never sober in this bitch
cant trust shit so i ride wit my stick
im rockin rick owen on my fit
yea im poppin my shit i dont care bout assists

she said she wanna come do it in 50 ways
im countin benjamins im on a different wave
all i know, bitches, designer, and gettin paid
flight to atlanta my hoe in a different state
need 60 seconds this glock hold a minute made
went to a show and i ran up a 50k
talk on the gang and get sent to the heaven gates
he started talkin on me pullin 50 plays
he wanna talk on the gang then its over
you know we ride in the raris and rovers
im finna get to the green like a clover
3.5 and dat shi finna choke him
yea you know we finna pull up and smoke him
yea you know i got the gun in the holster
i got the glock and that shi gon explode him
and i got the money on me down in florida

peon
my diamonds colorful, im rockin neon
they wanna hate but they dont know what we on
step out the crib and i got louis v on
step out the crib with the margiella t on
im finna shoot em i dont need a reason
i got the money on me every season
whippin a rari he whippin a nissan 
i got a bad lil bitch tryna see sum

she wanna come suck the dick
i go to casa nova with my bitch
you puttin fasionova on your bitch
i told the gang its over i dont miss
i cant be never sober in this bitch
cant trust shit so i ride wit my stick
im rockin rick owen on my fit
yea im poppin my shit i dont care bout assists

peon

They play this inna trap ok.
#limboposse #holoboyz

my lul trapstar (renjiminaj 2) prod. nova chance

My bitch a 10 no Eli Manning
How the fit go hard? Throw it on ain’t plan it
Do it all, got em wondering? How I manage?
I pop out with bad bitch know that’s standard,
Growing up, I ain’t had shit mind my manners,
Got this all on my own I ain’t reading no manual,
Might too hard to handle 
Might too hard to handle 

Said I’m tryna free yo spirit, mind, & soul
Don’t fuck with him he’s average Joe,
Call me after,
Spin the block 22 times we done lapped em,
I’m having way more Motion than NASA!
Break bread with my bruddas, no we ain’t fasting 
Whatcha’ doin’ right after? 
What’s the move right after?
I keep 9 like Matthew Stafford,
I can’t see a fuckin’ thang in these glasses,
Lost you spot, you coulda had it
I get to, running shit back like it’s Madden
Tint 5 Percent, Black the whip out to Match it 

Do it big no ain’t norm, 
I come hard like shit gon storm 
Not sure how I’m gon get home,
Let that shit ring don’t hit my phone,
I cut niggas off, don’t say what’s wrong?
You not gang, don’t get close
They know I like to swag, brag, and boast
You can’t get me mad can’t approach

Caught em loafin, turn em to toast
Wanna bark on the net, but in person it’s jokes
Man I’m startin think you niggas hoes!
Why you stealing swag just to stay afloat?
Get to poppin shit, I make sure these nigga know!
Up 200 we spun the block and pass go!
Yall aint stopping shit!
Double AAO on the chain , kno I’m Rockin it
Conan got the canon, he shoot like Stojaković,

My bitch a 10 no Eli Manning
How the fit go hard? Throw it on ain’t plan it
Do it all, got em wondering? How I manage?
I pop out with bad bitch know that’s standard,
Growing up, I ain’t had shit mind my manners,
Got this all on my own I ain’t reading no manual,
Might too hard to handle 
Might too hard to handle 

Said I’m tryna free yo spirit, mind, & soul
Don’t fuck with him he’s average Joe,
Call me after,
Spin the block 22 times we done lapped em,
I’m having way more Motion than NASA!
Break bread with my bruddas, no we ain’t fasting 
Whatcha’ doin’ right after? 
What’s the move right after?
I keep 9 like Matthew Stafford,
I can’t see a fuckin’ thang in these glasses,
Lost you spot, you coulda had it
I get to, running shit back like it’s Madden
Tint 5 Percent, Black the whip out to Match it 

My bitch a 10 no Eli Manning
How the fit go hard? Throw it on ain’t plan it
Do it all, got em wondering? How I manage?
I pop out with bad bitch know that’s standard,
Growing up, I ain’t had shit mind my manners,
Got this all on my own I ain’t reading no manual,
Might too hard to handle 
Might too hard to handle

Lean on the Rocks (Prod. zigimo)

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