Second guy needs to retire this beat was too good to say I’m dripping like a pool wtf bro

8ight Batch Ft. Osii (Prod. Rxse)

NFL prod mauler

Lil geo you movin to different,i got this codiene im my kidney,choppas on choppas get sent thru the ceiling,rook of the year all my stats at the top i cant name like one niggas thats still fuckin wit me,flash es pipe we goin send you to heaven,fuck yo bitch to my songs she goin feel it

Amg to fast i almost crashed bitch ion even got my license,hunnid ball up on the autumar,niggas dont got it all i think thats why they dont like us,karmas a bitch you try play wit my heart you wont do it again,you a hoe ion like ya,glock 19 wit a beam,3D print off the switch,brodie hit ts bite like a tiger

Ion even need no title,XD 45 strike em,bitch you aint come here to fuck,get the fuck out the spot,all these hoes they be lyin,nigga act way to tough he a boxer that dont mean that im finna fight em,i keep a pole on me just like a soldier,he run up i swear to god that nigga dyin

Brodie done took 2 souls,balenci all on my soles,chrome thats all on the jacket,racks in my pockets,ksubi i know,all of these niggas be acting ready to snake around watch where you go,whip this cat wit some illegal straps and i stay wit a couple of hoes

I double down stay wit some hoes,i wouldnt be nowhere wit out the bros,got a limo that come out the pole,got some ammo i need me some mo,sippin green on a flight to the LA,finna sign like i got me a O,you bitch she wanna fuck on the team,make ha eat then we sendin ha home

Racks be talkin to me like a demon,call up my twin he get evil,we aint goin end on loss,shootin back till we get even,hunnid racks up in the trap house,12 come knockin yknow that we leavin,told lil bro bring that lil box out on the back of the glock and he squeezin

Rino flow!

hands up(ft. ripbadu, FUCK_EM_30S, camacali)

Composed by Splatt

Produced By starfinesse

(Lyrics)

Don't gotta do to much to impress these b*tches, get em off
New chain on me priceless b*tch this aint come from the mall
Why would I settle for one b*tch when I want 'em all?

Big Racks in my pocket, let you tell it i fell off
Pops was serving crack, he used to sell it hard or soft
Free that nigga f*ck the law
If you need im always there, you never there to call
Never cry bout L's I took 'em to the chin, stood tall
You been rapping for a couple years lil b*tch just pass the ball

Ran up on a couple racks, don't got enough
Ask me if I love her that's too much to give, b*tch I don't know
She say "where you been?"
B*tch I been in the stu' trynna put us on
Trynna make it to the top, bet I can do this all alone
She keep begging for attention, all them niggas in her phone
I been hurt since a lil boy, I couldn't even tell you what was wrong
Pop a perky rip a seal, bet I'm gone take this to the dome
She say she wanna meet my parents, I can't take this lil b*tch home

She say she done did it all, ain't did enough
100 knifes stuck in my back so yeah, it's gone be hard to trust
Had to bottle my emotions move off love, cant move off lust

Lapped Him ft. RandyyRoyce (prod. chrxme + octodog)

g3bender (@g3cam)

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