(Lyrics)

(x2)
Aye white bars, fast start
Runnin from the cop cars
Aye 4 stars, 4 scars
2+2 that’s 2 far
Aye live large, no heart
Rippin plenty souls apart
Aye hit carts, smoke darts
Can never play it too smart

Took some E, then fucked my ex
Smoke some weed, relieve my stress
Too many, to my chest
2 and 3 sent me five texts
No commitment, no decisions
Buy raf Simon’s, spend relentless
Dollar bills, I’m high life living
New pill thrills I’m high tide swimming

(x2)
Aye white bars, fast start
Runnin from the cop cars
Aye 4 stars, 4 scars
2+2 that’s 2 far
Aye live large, no heart
Rippin plenty souls apart
Aye hit carts, smoke darts
Can never play it too smart

Took some E, then fucked my ex
Smoke some weed, relieve my stress
Too many, to my chest
2 and 3 sent me five texts
No commitment, no decisions
Buy raf Simon’s, spend relentless
Dollar bills, I’m high life living
New pill thrills I’m high tide swimming

OFF-WHITE CLOCK. [prod. user x nocturne]

(Lyrics)

Told a bitch I’m too too too too
Too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 
Too too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 

Got a gold chain, gold ring, gold frame
They all hate that I ain’t gon change
I got more drank I got more bank
I got your bitch sniffin cocaine, sike
Hit the dude so hard said night night
Hit the dude so hard like Mike Tyse
I could care less bout who was right
Cause he cared more about the likes

Live it up like vice city
Said fuck ur pity
Pop bottles get litty
Yes I only throw fifties
Get the fuck out the club if u actin like diddy
U really u really u really u really a hoe
Done this too much I know how all it go
Done this too much I know how I should flow
Shoot up the house we ain’t peak thru the door
Like cat and mouse u get trapped by the dough 

Gotta stay balanced i tatted a yin Yang and
None y’all can fight, I throw punches like Liu kang
Read her like a book, no she don’t need no mood ring
Away from the bullshit, I move to a new state
Go up at a new rate, take shit like I’m boonkgang
Ain’t buy a new car I just bought me a new tank
I’m at a new rank, yall play it too safe
I do not fuck wit the fads and the new waves

Told a bitch I’m too too too too
Too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 
Too too smooth wit it

SMOOTH WIT IT. [prod. nocturne]

(Lyrics)

Aye who the fuck is that bitch
Spent a quarter mill on my motherfuckin whip
‘Nother quarter mill on my motherfuckin wrist
Blacking out my headlights, dropshift, then I drift
She gon gimme head like till she hop on my dick
Diamonds got me sick, no Covid
Never see u win, no motion
I just came to win, no emotion
Her and I gon sin, purple potions 

Stay up all night finna get no sleep
Hard to sleep tight when she next to me
She wanna ride, gon shift on me
On my lap pulling up to the meet
Smoking too much gonna get too geeked
When she smoke too much she turn to a freak
Had to go put red bottoms on her feet 
Bought a bag so big it could hide my heat

I’ll find em I’ll find em I’m gonna go sign em
I buy em I buy em I don’t even lie, some 
These bitches be crazy but part of my lineup
This bitch goin brazy the heat gonna fry em

I pop out too quick I end up right behind em
I know they all say “the money don’t define em”
But if that the case throw a flash gonna blind em
Yo enemy closer than me, they beside em

(x2)
Aye who the fuck is that bitch
Spent a quarter mill on my motherfuckin whip
‘Nother quarter mill on my motherfuckin wrist
Blacking out my headlights, dropshift, then I drift
She gon gimme head like till she hop on my dick

Shut the fuck up, brodie shut the fuck up
U here cause of dumb luck
Yo girl way too stuck up
Yuh shut the fuck up, you’d bet ur savings on a bluff, no she never gets enough
U the type to hit and run

WHO TF? [prod. hypnotize]

Lose (prod. whxtesvpra)

Demons In Tokyo (prod. waxie)

Suffocate (prod.whxtesvpra)

Little Rhyme (prod. waxie)

Left To Right (prod. redredred)

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