i don't give a fuk bout who u are ain got no fear

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traplmao2

Who Knows (victim x maajins)

3g remix (xhu, wes, bino & che)

Whole lotta drakes in the (Eww)
Fuck
Whole lotta drakes in the spot
My niggas wiping your nose like snot
Been with the gang no you can't you cannot
That nigga fed and he act like a opp
I need the bread and I need it a lot
She giving head and she giving a lot
My niggas move with them drakes in the spot
These niggas snakes
No anaconda

She call me dad I'm not her father
I know his dad, I'm fucking his daughter
Caught off a bitch aint talking no barber
These niggas gone hate but the shit make me harder
I ride with the drake bet the pussy get slaughtered
Shooter with the lazy eye like coach carter
He said he want smoke
I slide with the stick
The chopper gon hit him and turn em to stake
Ya thot wanna fuck
She all on my dick
But I gotta go, I told her to wait
You sippin on green bitch I know you sick
I know these niggas mad just look how they hate
Bitch I'm rolling za I don't pass that
He talk down he get turned to a flashback
Took his racks now you can't get yo cashback
Customize all my glocks make sure them bitches matt black

Fuck nigga play we gon hit them
I'm never lacking you know I can't trip then
I mix the tea with the lean call it Lipton
I stop the beat and reverse and sink in
Slide to Atlanta told her we ain't linking
I'm getting bread they think that its poker
Cuban on my neck it hold like a choker
I'm not in rec but my nigga shooting, they aim for your leg
She giving me head, I told that hoe yes

I nut in her mouth, I'm calling it crest
Don't aim for the leg we aim for the chest
Yo bitch give me head in the back of a CVS
Toating on Glocks since I was watching PBS
This not no trap phone that's a 3DS
Look in the back we got heavy artillery
She broke my heart so I'm showing the realer me

Percocet pills in my body
Don't know if I wanna go pop another one it's killing me
Talking to god every night
I got demons that I gotta fight but I know that he healing me
These niggas stealing my flow
I'm like give me the motherfucking credit
You gotta be kidding me
I done been rolling on thrax
I'm smoking on dope, a bitch so high where the ceiling be

Whole lotta drakes in the
Fuck
Whole lotta drakes in the spot
My niggas wiping your nose like snot
Been with the gang no you cant you cannot
That nigga fed and he act like a opp
I need the bread and I need it a lot
She giving head and she giving a lot
My niggas move with them drakes in the spot
These niggas snakes
No anaconda
(No anaconda)

Blue strips pt 2 (zenixan & icytrunks)

Track 4
(weluvuphil1)

Oh I'm cool
And I'm slimed out
We got choppas
And they finna bust yo lights out
Aye yeah, she ain't knew
But she quiet now
(Yea)
We just upped the score again
You niggas timed out
We just pulled up on them boys
Inside a tesla roadster
We be balling hard
Could tell you niggas not sure
And I'm still with twizzy
And we moving packs of my percs
See you in the streets
You better move we gon merge

Seen her on the streets
She think she cooler than her
Diamonds on my teeth
I bet my tooth really hurt
Right now what I need is
Tell the truth really learn
My bitch so damn bad
I put my tool in her purse
(Okay)
I might just call omni
I need two damn percs
We don't even like you
She be doing the worst
And the hoe was lying
She was choosing to lurk
Doing all this shit it's like
She proving she hurt

Oh I'm cool
And I'm slimed out
We got choppas
And they finna bust yo lights out
Aye yeah, she ain't knew
But she quiet now
(Yea)
We just upped the score again
You niggas timed out
We just pulled up on them boys
Inside a tesla roadster
We be balling hard
Could tell you niggas not sure
And I'm still with twizzy
And we moving packs of my percs
See you in the streets
You better move we gon merge

Lights Out!

Track 5
(victim & goyxrd)

Hey, damn
Damn damn

I'm on my grind
Oh why she lyin'
Do this all the time
This ain't nun nice
I came with a dime
I hope I don't die
I hope you don't mind
Toting a nine

The pack in the mail, yea
She on my cell, yea
She know how I felt, yea
Now she on my belt, yea
I get the rest in
Aint no addressing you
I learned my lesson
I don't wanna question you

I'm on my grind
(I'm on my grind)
Oh why she lying 
Do this all the time
This ain't nun nice
I came with a dime
I hope I don't die
I hope you don't mind
Toting a nine

Nothin Nice (Hako Pt 2)

Track 1
(victim)

I'm walking around with a stick don't go there
He wanna talk all that shit don't go there
My nigga still sip wick, don't know that
She ain't know I'm from the M, like kodak
You know way too much, how you know that
Throw the brick up, bet che gon throw that
He talking shit, bet we want more that
I'm hot as shit, how they don't know that

I'm hot as shit bet they don't know it
Glo finna pull up with six motorolas
She trynna drink me up no coca-cola
New stats but I wear the AK on my shoulder
New racks check the bank got stats got more up
We spinning around in a honda accord
(I lied)
We spinning around in an I8
(I lied)
I'm shooting around with a five gauge
Took a Eddie I ain't wake up in five days
I'm finna rob em I know that the crime pay
My niggas sliding might shoot at the honday
I got a bitch she be drinking me up like I'm bombay
Eating me up like a sunday
We slide in autumn cause its only one way

(Yea-yea-yea-yea)

Throw up that trend u might see a new choppa
I fuck around and then murder a doctor
She call me daddy but I ain't her father
That nigga copy like I'm the one taught em
Really I'm doing this shit cause I wanna
If I don't wanna then I'm gone-ugh
We got them sticks turn that boy to a goner
We tell him ketchup to shit like he Gunna

(Eww yea, ugh ugh)

Im hot as shit bet they don't know it
Glo finna pull up with six motorolas
She trynna drink me up no coca-cola
New stats but I wear the AK on my shoulder
New racks check the bank got stats got more up
We spinning around in a honda accord
(I lied)
We spinning around in an I8
(I lied)
I'm shooting around with a five gauge

Track 3
(3woozy)

I just might hop in that Benz
Four-forty-eight and its aimed at yo lens
Tell them niggas that I'm back from my trip
And he trynna get inside but he can't get in
I'm focused on bread what I'm trynna get
That Glock hit his head hit a nigga, shit
I gotta go no we can't take, pics
He get stuck cant do it like, this
I got them bezels shining on my, rist
She trynna feel up all up on my, ribs
I slide in a Porch Cayenne
Two glocks, two chops
We gon aim it right in

I was stuck in a box you ain't help me then
All of a sudden wanna be my friend
Vivien chain gon shine when I dance
Bb. Simon gon hold my pants

Im finna hop in a benz
(Im finna hop in that benz)
Im finna hop in a benz

I just might hop in that Benz
Four-forty-eight and it's aimed at yo lens
Tell them niggas that I'm back from my trip
And he trynna get inside but he can't get in
I'm focused on bread what I'm trynna get
That Glock hit his head hit a nigga, shit
I gotta go no we can't take, pics
He get stuck cant do it like, this
I got them bezels shining on my, rist
She trynna feel up all up on my, ribs
I slide in a Porch Cayenne
Two Glocks, two chops
We gon aim it right in

Benz!

Track 2
(Rio Leyva)

Bee, bee
Yea, (Flip)
Yea, okay oh - okay
(I just made them bands and threw em' up)
Yeah
Aye, aye
Yeah

Foreally, foreally, foreal
My shooter done slide and went for the kill
My nigga been making them bands, dollar bills
Damn fuck what you heard, fuck what you saying
He said he going crazy, I go insane
Pack-in-pack-in- the mail and it came in a day

(Bee)
Okay oh - okay
(I just made them bands and threw em' up)
Aye, aye

Foreally, foreally, foreal
My shooter done slide and went for the kill
My nigga been making them bands, dollar bills
Damn fuck what you heard, fuck what you saying
He said he going crazy, I go insane
Pack-in-pack-in- the mail and it came in a day

Yea
I just pulled up to yo hood
Yo mans in my wood
Ten bands twenty bands for my hood
Spec done ran up the fye
He don't miss damn he too good
Told me I ain't got no chance
Now she calling me for my love
Told her I love bucks, I can't put no one above
I don't caught a pack, then I put like one above
He said that he tuff well
That boy ain't really about nun huh
My shooter keep a gun huh
So watch the way you run huh

Yea, okay oh - okay
(I just made them bands and threw em' up)
Yeah
Aye, aye
Yeah

Foreally, foreally, foreal
My shooter done slide and went for the kill
My nigga been making them bands, dollar bills
Damn fuck what you heard, fuck what you saying
He said he going crazy, I go insane
Pack-in-pack-in- the mail and it came in a days

Dollar Bills (Rio Leyva)

Track 7
(Zeni Xan)
rip veno, fuck all of my peers

FUCK
What what what what
(Huh)
What what what what
What what what what
Yea

Hop inside that trackhawk
Ima push it to fourth gear
These niggas talk shit like
I won't hear it out my ear
Flew to ATL then I said
Fuck All Of My Peers
She just wanna fuck
She kinda nervous said come here

Bitch I'm sipping lean
Inside my cup this not no beer
I don't give a fuck bout who you are
Ain't got no fear
Bezels on my wrist
It's shining hard no chandelier
Red beam coming out the AMG
Just like a deer

We was catching ubers in bnbs at 4am
Niggas keep on asking where we get motion
We don't scam
Point the glock at me you better shoot it
Please don't jam
(FUCK)
I ran out the store
I plead the fifth, I've seen bambam
I ran in her mouth and then I skeeted
Please don't - fuck
Spec done did his shit again just tell em
Please don't - fuck
I can tell her plan so when she see me
She just wanna fuck
Pushing in that scat pack
Nigga this a v-12 in it fuck

FUCK
What what what what
(Huh)
What what what what
What what what what
Yea

Hop inside that trackhawk
Ima push it to fourth gear
These niggas talk shit like
I won't hear it out my ear
Flew to ATL then I said
Fuck All Of My Peers
She just wanna fuck
She kinda nervous said come here
Bitch I'm sipping lean
Inside my cup this not no beer
I don't give a fuck bout who you are
Ain't got no fear

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niggas weird prod kindenthe3rd

@0mig - telly
Produced by @1mains + @dnun03

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Links to song
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4kRLyLUbC150Q6zkRhpn1a?si=4e1aaf6ed4234707
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/telly/1637239965?i=1637239966
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/0mig/telly
YouTube: https://youtu.be/L4Uk7w0bDZ0

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telly (mains + davyn)

Slump6s - Ruin [Prod: Hollow & Gren8] @DJPHATTT EXCLUSIVE

splittin ya wig ft slump6s (prod mimo, greed, eli.yf)

https://youtu.be/Efln_PnpdqM

art : fukfritz (@fritzarchived)
prod maajins & filipmakesbeats

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