MENAGE (kocimietkaa1)

Demise

bob marley prod blastfahmi

SOSER - CANT BE YO MAN (SNIPPET)

Lyrics: @marsaintk
Prod: @1clairr
Cover: @firedbrat

Lyrics:
I ain’t drop goddamn it’s been a minute (Monclairr)
No words to explain how i’m feeling 
Hanging round with the wrong crowd tryna fit in 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

Im in da back 
Like it’s x-men pull up all black 
Can’t let these hoes get me off track 
Niggas suck wont play yo tracks 
Ha, make more than ya nigga no bap 
Stay down they gon take you off da map 
Bih so bad and her ass so fat (so fat)
i’ll pass her to slime my slatt 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

Everyday i gotta put shit on, they like how i swag
They like how i walk, how i talk 
They wan get this bag 
They wan still my hoes cus they 10s yeah they fuckin bad 
If she shut her mouth play her part, she get brand new bag 

(She get brand new bag)
(Everyday)
(I’ll pop anything, I’ll pop anything) 

I’m pouring up lean, i’m pouring up lean 
I’ll pop anything, i’ll pop anything 
Yeah, in love w this money 
In love w this green 
She in love w me 
She in love w me 

(All black,
Off track, 
Yo tracks,
 No bap)

anything (monclairr)

envious ft krytstlzz (pings)

prod freeformlando

lyrics

(let's go let's go)

bands in a louie bag, i just call it stuff, stuff
i- i see bitches hatin, why she tryna call it love?
two things you can't call
me, a broke or my bluff
hell no, i just be rappin' my ass off
i ain't gotta shake my butt, huh (let's go)
i'ma die knowin' i ain't sell out bitch yeah (i can't sell out)
nigga gon' die knowin' he a bitch yeah
and i'm divin' head first in this shit, i'm prepared
why i feel like lil durk? nigga i ain't never cared (neva)

i go nonverbal, you can't tell on me (dolo)
and it's fuck SBPD til they fuckin' free solo
she go billie jean on 'nem 
that don't really mean 'nun
we made this shit mean 'sum, thing
yeah
sometimes i wished you knew me better
sometimes i wish i ain't even had said 'nun
i still tell you keep ya head up (still to this day)
even when you had made me look so dumb

b-bands in a louie bag, i just call it stuff, stuff
i- i see bitches hatin, why she tryna call it love?
two things you can't call
me, a broke or my bluff
hell no, i just be rappin' my ass off
i ain't gotta shake my butt, huh (let's go)
i'ma die knowin' i ain't sell out bitch yeah (i can't sell out)
nigga gon' die knowin' he a bitch yeah
and i'm divin' head first in this shit, i'm prepared
why i feel like lil durk? nigga i ain't never cared (neva)
i go nonverbal, you can't tell on me (dolo)
and it's fuck SBPD til they fuckin' free solo
she go billie jean on 'nem 
that don't really mean 'nun
we made this shit mean 'sum, thing

DIE KNOWIN

diff amounts

prod wonton x pourinup

[intro]

yeah, you don't gotta say it (unt uh)
swear to god i see you-
swear to god i see you and yo' patience
i'm just tryna bring you 'round
& take you out the matrix (oh yeah)
out them asics, yeah
this a purple party (yes)
i'm glad that you made it

i don't like these presidents at all
give me the dead ones, huh
i don't like these presidents at all
give me them dead ones (woo)
uh yeah, yeah naw
give me the dead ones
i'm tryna see, benji on them bills
for all of my day ones, huh
i thought i heard a pussy nigga say sum (what)
yeah, fan ah nigga hatin' wtf wrong? oh yeah
i think that this hoe be 'round spin, she sip red rum
hold up bih, i can't come less the fuckin' pape come

i feel like that-
i feel like that nigga, he say ny you been that
i know that's right
i think my twin poppin' that shit again, dilated his eyes
i'm tryna give you hope, i can be that shoulder when you cry
i'm tryna give you hope, i can be that shoulder when you cry

(when you cry love, wipe ya tears wipe them tears when you cry love)
yeah

lyin' to ya momma

(not ya momma)

she think that you out that drama

(she think that its all done)

she don't know her son got these problems

(no she don't know, she don't-)
yeah
you don't gotta say it
swear to god i see you-
swear to god i see you and yo' patience
i'm just tryna bring you 'round
& take you out the matrix (oh yeah)
out them asics, yeah
this a purple party (yes)
i'm glad that you made it
(ny)

i don't like these presidents at all
give me the dead ones, huh
i don't like these presidents at all
give me them dead ones (woo)
uh yeah, yeah naw
give me the dead ones
i'm tryna see, benji on them bills
for all of my day ones, huh
i thought i heard a pussy nigga say sum (what)
yeah, fan ah nigga hatin' wtf wrong? oh yeah
i think that this hoe be 'round spin, she sip red rum
hold up bih, i can't come less the fuckin' pape come

i feel like that nigga

Demise

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