fukk with the b3at twz [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Clear ft. D3ADMAN (Prod. Discent x R3DQX)

@triefs - Spark The Dutch

Waves of rebirth (prod. p3svdillv_urbvnv)

let go

HED0RAH x CAEISDEAD- LET GO

GOTHGANASTAN - PHAMOUS  FT.CasperTheUnfriendly + GR3YSouL

[Prod. XANNYGOD]

[Transition]

[Intro / Chorus]

Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.

Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.
 
[Verse I]
Smokin on that Kush (Kush)
suicidedal Kush, (Kusk)
she said she don't do drugs,
bitch just need a push, yuh
 
feeling like a chess piece bishop, yuh,
cathelic but demonic don't mix it, yuh,
I ain't handy many I don't fix sh*t, yuh,
I can my homies they gon blick sh*t, yuh

all of yall sweet like a honey bun, yuh,
I am a savage but I ain't turn 21,
all of rappers be dumb as f*ck,
you try to press me I'll press back with force like I'm obi one,
In the game I am the funny one,
n*ggas like up up cheerio b*tch ain't no honey nut,
If it's money gotta run it up,
ru-ru-run it up,
ru-ru-run it up,
run it up.

Let's start with a clean sheet
I write new lyrics ain't repeats
that's a lie but I'm still learning
I know pop smoke is observing
drive in a coupe, swerving,
gimme the loot, purgin,
keep .22s, Murkin,
rip to pop hate niggas that as lurkin. (woo woo)

[Chorus II]
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.

Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.

[Verse II]
Shawty tryna ride wit me,
Shawty tryna slide wit me,
Shawty tryna ride wit me,
Sh-Shawty tryna ride wit me,
she tryna taste that ecstacy,
she tryna taste that ecstacy,
My bitter taste of ecstacy,
My bitter taste of ecstacy.

Slide in with the gang,
slide into the game,
run into the fame
pop out with the thang,
10 shot's heard a bang,
one shot to the brain,
one shot to the brain,
one shot in a frame,
now your body in a grave,
now your brand losing fame,
now your brand losing-

only making hits,
never making flops,
I think I need some water cause this demo getting hot,
came right off the grill,
season up the plot,
feed it to my fans,
now there's money in the pot yuh,

[Ending Chorus III]
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.

Don't Make a,
Don't Make a,
Don't Make a Move Sh*t,
Drop it off.
Drop-Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo,
Drop it off yo ass b*tch.

[Outro]

MY BITTER TASTE OF ECSTASY

DEVTH-NXT3 Prod. Nullus

Cherry Paint prod. trent jisung

All We Are - Mvfxsa (prod.wetgroped)

Reaper ft.yg guala

(Abstract Perception)
As I sit back, sick off this Faygo
Bad bitch walk by with a halo
Gettin' money from this music, it's a payroll
When I come through swingin', better lay low

See me walkin' with some devils, I'm an angel
Level 10, top notch, don't pretend
Do my thing to the day that it ends
Watch me whip, whip, whip till this shit all blends

Livin' big, don't watch what I spend
Seein' all these fake people in tents
Don't care, you can keep your two cents
Mind fucked from the drugs that I did

Sittin' in the studio with my friends
Watch my skin glow down at the show
Worried 'bout how much dough I can count
Flowin' till my flesh start to rot out


(Prince Emory)
I'm on flights, little bitch, this shit real life.
45 on my waist, ain't no little pipe.
Dogfight, little boy, this a real bite.
She keep shakin' that ass, shawty real fine.

Money comin' online, what's a pay stub?
Catch me outside, rock with my day ones.
I'm a south side slinger, you an outside banger
On the west where they throw all them things up

How you feel? Want to fuck with a real G
Say you love me, she don’t know the real me
All on my dick, should be stuck to my hip
Hip poppin' shit, now these boys wanna kill

Aye, how you feel? Want to fuck with a real G
Say you love me, she don’t know the real me
Aye, talk all that shit, plus I’m still getting rich
Pull up, boy, your bitch tryna feel me

Big 24 Oz

soundcloud:tracks:1300748473

Cherry Paint prod. trent jisung

SUXO!

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