Freestyle (hxlylxnd)

JERK JERK JERK
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#jerk #xaviersobased #phreshboyswag #1c34 

Hamsik (prod.dynasty!)

Lyrics or whatever:

I got the wings in the front
So it's over

Uh huh, uh huh

I’m steady geekin, yeah
I'm never sober 

Uh uh, uh uh

I keep my toola, yea
Never fucked over 

Uh huh, uh huh

Shawty she wavin,
She wanna come over

Uh huh, uh huh


I got the wings in the front so it's done

Uh huh, uh huh

That boi he tweaky,
But he is my son

Uh huh, uh huh

I cook in the kitchen, yea
look what I done

Uh huh, uh huh

I'm makin a livin in life,
bitch I won

Uh huh, uh huh


That boi in the backstreet,
Smokin on crack

But I'm off the shroomie
Geeked like a cat

My cousin he hungry,
He a big back 

But he stay locked in,
He keep the mac



Im eatin all of my haters 
For brunch


Yo bitch she crusty,
She got the crunch 


My bitchie yea,
Stay in my line like a punch 


If my shooter see you,
Bitch you fucked 


I just wanna
Just to riches
Nigga i work for it 

Bitch I know 
My voice ain't perfect 

—- I'm explorin 


I'm unc, But I gotta stay 
with the times 

—-Can't be boring

But If I end
Up poppin off, 
I might lose my mind


My shawty she geekin,

She takin up pills 

I told her you tweakin,

Bitch you needa chill


I can't work no job for real,

So I'm steady grindin
Tryna make a mill

I might just let
God take the wheel

And lead me to riches,
Yea, yea I wanna chill 

Lil bitch, I got the drip for real

I ain't talking lonely,
But my looks could kill 


My shawty, 
she think
She bloated, 
She fat

Lil bitch, 
your fine
Now give me the cat 

I'm tryna make mills 
I'm tryna make stacks

(gimme dat shit)


But im still countin up 
Bills and taxes




I got the wings in the front
So it's over

Uh huh, uh huh

I’m steady geekin, yeah
I'm never sober 

Uh uh, uh uh

I keep my toola, yea
Never fucked over 

Uh huh, uh huh

Shawty she wavin,
She wanna come over

Uh huh, uh huh


I got the wings in the front so it's done

Uh huh, uh huh

That boi he tweaky,
But he is my son

Uh huh, uh huh

I cook in the kitchen, yea
look what I done

Uh huh, uh huh

I'm makin a livin in life,
bitch I won





Uh huh - (Prod. Mo beats)

roster (zayn m8i)

jugg (zayn m8i)

Born in the chaos, 
My soul tied To the 
Money endeavor 


Yea we steady ballin,
We outside 
It don't matter the weather


Im callin you out, so 
Don't hide
Don't be mickey or cheddar

And I ain't no teacher
But I know we need 
To get the shit together


We talk about guns
too much 
We talk about blood
too much 

Turn all the killin shit down
And have you some fun
Just once

Wonderin how you go round
And not leave your gun
Not once 

Bitch ion know who to Trust but ima pop out
Not once


Not once 
Not twice
Not three times 

I'll be Earth wide 
Got the whole damn world 
On my vibe

You ain't tried once
But nine times
To put me down, 
But I'm high

I ain't no cat, I can't lie
Bitch ima big dog,
I can't die


And I still look for
My style (Style)

Lil nigga I ain't
No child (Child)

Lil nigga pass me
The blunt (Blunt)

Or the Runtz which
Ever one (Okay)


I tell em that ima
Get rich (yeah)

But they ain't believin
The shit (Oh, damn)

When you want some of
The cut (Cut)

Then you better plead to
Me bitch



I hop in the phantom 

We rich, we eatin 
Like fanummm

I'm way too cold you 
Can't handle

All the ice, I blow out
Your candle


I don't rock with niggas
They scandal 

They gon switch shit up
On the channel

Scoop the eddies up, its
A handful

Im finna float bitch hand me
The jammers


We pick on yo hoe, yea she
Getting friendly

Said I got bands, I told that
Girl plenty

She wanna ride me
Round the planet 

She said “we friends tho”
Don't panic


Bitch I'm a iceberg
Titanic 

Talkin to God, no 
Satanic

Puffin on big zooties
Outlandish

Rockin a black hood
On camera


I keep it lowkey, 
No glamour 

But don't, mistaken
Me for an average

I count up paper, and 
Cabbage 

All black Avatar, bitch I'm
A savage 


If you want smoke bitch
Wassup then

I'll erase you and yo
Whole family

No love lost, I'm just 
Keepin It real

Wish I didn't have to
Keep it handy 


I go to the bank

I laugh, I call it my 
Star face 

If you look up in
The sky (Sky)

You'll see me, yea
Im too high


We fed, cause
Im too fly

That red, and black
Oh my

Some of these niggas gon
Steal my style

But I ain't gon stay on
That vibe


Some of these niggas gon 
Throw in the towel, 
but I keep the 
Towel on My brain

So many niggas, 
they tweakin a lot
They goin insane

Rockin with me then you'll
Get to the top
Just stay in my lane

On top of the world, yea
Ain't no discussion



 (prod longlost)

Starface

Starlane

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