Produced by: @lei
Mix and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

made this beat, said GSK the fleet
no more rocking tight a** jeans i need my pockets full of weed,
and dirty syrup sipping lean, and racks i made just being me
i got h*es that feel betrayed 'bout me 'cus all i do is tease
do her like a fan- i put it on cam, that b***h f**ked up my tee
im so f**ked up i be slurring when i speak
the styrofoam blurring the speech
but im a real a** n***a, know these n***as hearing me
A to B- i got h*es from A - Z, i put LAX on 3
Brabus AMG, i fancy- so fancy, my ring a piece
yes this fit cost over 80 you crazy yes im a G
throw my chain up like a player, watch it flashbang the screen
my closest n***as was my haters, its kinda funny how that be
see you later i got liters that cost me than you could be
im finessing- hang 'round winners and killers, know how that be
im from BK you get T.K.O when you f**k 'round with me
n***as burgers like they BK, bro- they h*e sesame seed
swear it been that way since dwnsey out-rapped Twat on his own beat
all my n***as upper echelon professional elites
these n***as must be out they f**king mind- if you think you better than me
watch them n***as lose they mind when they go broke in a week

all my bros eat, two pairs of Alexander on my feet
i get the most sleep, the best sleep, when you stressing 'bout me
n***as Nordstrom im Dover Street and Cactus-Flea my tee
i go to Saks to take a nap- she like, "how you aint heard 'bout me?"
b***h so bad she dont even look real, its something from my dream
n***as worried 'bout the pills im popping, n***a i sip lean
i had this h*e worrying 'bout me, i dont remember i was geeked
d**k in yo broad put yo h*e to sleep, 19 round put you 6 feet

made this beat, said GSK the fleet
no more rocking tight a** jeans i need my pockets full of weed,
and dirty syrup sipping lean, and racks i made just being me
i got h*es that feel betrayed 'bout me 'cus all i do is tease
do her like a fan- i put it on cam, that b***h f**ked up my tee
im so f**ked up i be slurring when i speak
the styrofoam blurring the speech
but im a real a** n***a, know these n***as hearing me
A to B- i got h*es from A - Z, i put LAX on 3
Brabus AMG, i fancy- so fancy, my ring a piece
yes this fit cost over 80 you crazy yes im a G

808 BLESS THE TRAP

FANCY

Produced by: @isojune @4tec4
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

she aint never seen something like this 
she said that im so turnt up
she aint never seen me like this 
she said that im so turnt up right now
(right now, right now, right now, yeah)
i told 'em light the whole stage up
better rock out till i burn up
so high i cant even stay up
b***h we spinning the block till it burn out
who brought the bird out
who brought the birds out

who brought the birds out
who brought the perc out
i dont even pop no percs, now-
i aint even pop one yet
sh*t now i got her reaching in her purse now
19 round put a n***a in the ground
'cus a n***a disrespected my turf now, my turf now
n***a stop dropping that bullsh*t that sh*t get turnt down
n***as been waiting on me, they copying everything i do now
oh you think you cool now
i guess being p***y is cool now
i guess being a b***h is cool now
teaching yall swag like school now

got these h*es tryna f**k cus school out
(dont trip baby just cool out)
dont trip baby just cool out
(hol' up, we aint gotta do too much)
like dont trip baby just cool out
jus move when i say move out
(i fell in love with you now)

she aint never seen something like this 
she said that im so turnt up
she aint never seen me like this 
she said that im so turnt up right now
(right now, right now, right now, yeah)
i told 'em light the whole stage up
better rock out till i burn up
so high i cant even stay up
b***h we spinning the block till it burn out
who brought the bird out
who brought the birds out
who bring the hustle, who bring the muscle
i bring the hurt out
hop in the mf GLE just to get in and skrt off

did you come to the show to see me- i got her taking her shirt off
that made my day believe, you came all this way to see me
your nosy and your needy, im super geeked and greedy
you love me like you need me, yeah- you love me like double C's

she aint never seen something like this 
she said that im so turnt up
she aint never seen me like this 
she said that im so turnt up right now
(right now, right now, right now, yeah)
i told 'em light the whole stage up
better rock out till i burn up

SO TURNT

Produced by: @lei
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

(woah))))
i'm whipping this mf work so hard
i'm starting to lose my wrist
i fell out of love wit fine sh*t
had to go and grab me a new b*tch
everyday it feel like i'm dying
it's codeine what i sip
fell out of love wit lil fine sh*t
had to go and grab me a new b*tch
ralph lauren my fit, and my b*tch so bad
i'm kissing her lips, mwah
this tokyo sh*t, im spending a bag
i'm throwing a clip

she let me grab it, let me know i have it
she don't even gotta tell me sh*t
i could get you pateks, whatever you want- you have it
money, add it up real quick
n***as talking 'bout money, you don't have it
i'm in the field like madden, get hit
5 star hotel, 5 star dinner
you don't even know what that is
i mix compassion wit the fashion and i know she like that-
i'll mix the fashion and the rapping on some super swag sh*t
if i don't hit that girl back now i know she gon hit me back, yeah
like i could teach you how to spit or how to get a rack quick

(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
(work, work, work, work)
(brick after brick, after brick
counting this work)
(gang walked through the crib,
and he got blood on his shirt)
(just walked in the trap,
i told my n***as get to work)
(you know what it is,
i tell that fine sh*t go twerk, yeah)

i got stitches then i got perscripted for percs
you did me wrong and you came back
that made it worse
like you got a man, i don't really care
i could make it work
she like how i look, she like how i talk
she like how i flirt
lasting thing i remember was sipping on red
then i woke up in a hearse
one thing i ain't know was love hurts
how you did me wrong but i'm saying sorry first
yeah, i need drugs
i don't need her
yeah, i don't know
popping these xans like tylenol
yeah, like i don't know
i'm popping these xans like tylenol
oh yeah, clean like some lysol
too up n***a huh- what's the price now
don't hate the player hate the lifestyle
got ice on n***a turn the lights off
and my fit is on white-out
don't have my n***as pull that pipe out
big crib like the white house
got the diamonds on, like a lighthouse
my and my b*tch fight like Ronda Rousey
hit that b*tch wit a roundhouse
stretch it out, it's a wide body
put a bad b*tch in it and ride out

i'm whipping this mf work so hard
i'm starting to lose my wrist
i fell out of love wit fine sh*t
had to go and grab me a new b*tch
everyday it feel like i'm dying
it's codeine what i sip
fell out of love wit lil fine sh*t
had to go and grab me a new b*tch
ralph lauren my fit, and my b*tch so bad
i'm kissing her lips, mwah
this tokyo sh*t, i'm spending a bag
i'm throwing a clip
throwing a clip
throwing a clip
throwing a clip

THROW DA CLIP

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

i know that you love me, dont say that
i know that you love me, dont say that
you came back
i let you go, go- dont you hate that
i let you go, go- you came back
i let you go, go- you came back
dont you hate that
im too rich for that, what do i say to that

better call my slime, better call my slatt
come pick up on the block, you know where its at
so many racks in my f**king jeans, they start to sag
we spin, spin, spin, smoking on thrax
two bad h*es, two bad h*es in the back
and one of them mine
she a freak i aint 'gon cap
im ready to take a life
got a glock up on my lap
got switches in my car
headphones bust off the jack
feel the bass in my heart
808 in my head
you cant even finish what you started
nodding off on the freeway i aint gon park it
light it up when i step out of this V, its arson
tryna find your love, dont even know where my heart is
(yuh, 808 in my head)
dont even know where my heart is
dont know where my heart is i been so heartless
everyday i get up and i try my hardest
told my family that imma get rich as an artist
i could make money no problem regardless
damn its so cold in this b***h like the Arctic
i been hanging upside down, thats just how the cross been
Chrome Heart on my garments, im the hardest
she said she just want some love, are you re****ed
i need good drugs in my cup, oh yeah
she said do you want some love, are you re****ed

(go, go, go, go, go)
i know that you love me, dont say that
i know that you love me, dont say that
you came back
i let you go, go- dont you hate that
i let you go, go- you came back
i let you go, go- you came back

dont you hate that

[you just gotta do what you do anyway]
[give a f**k what they saying what they]
[f**k what they saying f**k what they say]
[slatt, hey]
[yeah oh yeah]
[hey, yeah yeah]
[lei]

BOOMERANG

Produced by: @lei
Mix and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

i just broke her back
i count these racks
i stack it up, these n***as mad
im speeding off, Mustangs and Hellcats
popping pills like they p***y
imma let the cat out the bag
no i never lack, my gun got a scope
green dot on attach
i yell out my slatt, he ready to attack
in a blacked out V, im off of the map
(in a blacked out V, im off of the map)
she fuck with my steez, oh yeah yeah
she fuck with my steez, oh yeah yeah

baby, you could tell that im crazy
everytime that i step on the mic
i feel like the angels are saving me
these n***as could never compare to me
think i give a f**k what n***as say to me
there aint nothing these n***as could say to me
pushing A to B, in the trap b***h, rocking raider tees
with a strap on me, n***as f**k with me
got a mask on, waiting patiently
f**k a fader n***a i be faded b
feel like MJ im off ritalin
check yo section, i know who you sitting with
get the function lit, bring a couple b***hes
i got prescriptions of a couple stitches
keep my ladies sticked up like a couple witches
peep the drip on me it aint nothing n***a
b***h i hang around thugs, i'll pull up, hit ya
promethazine to my f**king liver
i love codeine, imma sip forever
codeine, got a purple pitcher
seeing diamonds got a perfect picture
told them n***as i aint f**king with ya
smoke a n***a like a f**king swisher on slatt
on slatt

n***a better stop that talking, better get it popping potna
i got her off molly she rocked up, i got that b***h wrapped up
im like a mf snake, got her wrapped
like a snake i got that b***h wrapped up
check my bands check my net im racked up
dusted her, put her on the back-burner
skrt off in a f**king Tesla
i just popped me a f**king Tesla
cmon lets have some f**king s*x yeah
f**k that b***h i just want some neck, yeah
snuck a G6 on a G5 jet yeah
(yuh, yuh, slatt)
these n***as stay talking shit on the net
these n***as aint even see nothing yet
parlay just hit like a mf tec
money so long i could make that h*e stretch
im a soldier, general, im a vet
war seasoned warrior, blood on the vest
i took the pick through the mf trenches
pick 6 in this b***h, im bent
Gucci linen on the bed, im spent
tryna flex my Philippe Patek

i just broke her back
i count these racks
i stack it up, these n***as mad
im speeding off, Mustangs and Hellcats
popping pills like they p***y
imma let the cat out the bag
no i never lack, my gun got a scope
green dot on attach
i yell out my slatt, he ready to attack
in a blacked out V, im off of the map
(in a blacked out V, im off of the map)
she fuck with my steez, oh yeah yeah
she fuck with my steez, oh yeah yeah
n***a better stop that talking, better get it popping potna
i got her off molly she rocked up, i got that b***h wrapped up
im like a mf snake, got her wrapped
like a snake i got that b***h wrapped up
check my bands check my net im racked up
dusted her, put her on the back-burner
skrt off in a f**king Tesla
i just popped me a f**king Tesla
cmon lets have some f**king s*x yeah

(these n***as could never compare to me)
(think i give a f**k what n***as say to me)
(there aint nothing these n***as could say to me)
(pushing A to B, in the trap b***h, rocking raider tees)
(with a strap on me, n***as f**k with me)
(got a mask on, waiting patiently)
(f**k a fader n***a i be faded b)
(feel like MJ im off ritalin)
(check yo section, i know who you sitting with)
(get the function lit, bring a couple b***hes)
(i got prescriptions of a couple stitches)

STAY MAD

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

stay whipping that h*e she a baddie
stay whipping that h*e like her daddy
lil patek my wrist, on my patty
red bottom on my feet real classy
fuck the coupe, n***a hop up in the Cadi'
fuck a coupe, n***a hop up in a Cadi'
im serving dog food out serving baggies
im serving dog food out serving baggies
Balenci my jean real baggy
in the field n***a this not Madden
n***a get it popping n***a whats cracking
n***a f**k that, n***a whats bracking
sipping syrup on syrup, never lacking
sipping syrup on syrup, got me lagging
im in a 808 jawn with a trap b***h
im in a 808 trap with a trap b***h
made the 808 jump like magic
put that h*e on the side, she capping
this Maybach ride, fashion
and my b***h look good, fantastic
Ferragamo my sh*t, so classic
im a beast eat that b***h like Jurrasic
told her split on my d**k, gymnastic

how you f**k with that b**h she nasty
i told a f**k n***a just @ me
all them numbers you talk, it aint adding
all them numbers you talk, subtracting
all the money i talk, im adding
all this money i got what happened
where you at, n***a im in the trap b***h
where my gun at, reach for the strap b***h

stay whipping that h*e she a baddie
stay whipping that h*e like her daddy
lil patek my wrist, on my patty
red bottom on my feet real classy
fuck the coupe, n***a hop up in the Cadi'
fuck a coupe, n***a hop up in a Cadi'
im serving dog food out serving baggies
im serving dog food out serving baggies
Balenci my jean real baggy
in the field n***a this not Madden
n***a get it popping n***a whats cracking
n***a f**k that, n***a whats bracking
sipping syrup on syrup, never lacking
sipping syrup on syrup, got me lagging
im in a 808 jawn with a trap b***h
im in a 808 trap with a trap b***h

808 bless the mf trap
i told my b***h to get reach for my strap
i told 'em im finna hit the lil nat
i told her im finna hit a nat-nat
i told 'em i gotta get me a plaque
walk in this b***h with my gang in all black
b***h top me up, all i need is the neck
n***as can run, all they hear is that tec
good hospitality, they know im next
wassup n***a, huh, show respect
n***a, i'll take the jewels off ya neck
have my n***a take that chain off ya neck
what you doing over here flexing that
have my n***a take that chain off ya neck
what you doing over here flexing that
(what you doing over here flexing that)

(serving dog food to these fiends)
(i got it right in my bag)
(when i f**k her i go OT)
(the 808 just blessed the trap)
(im sipping on fucking codeine)
(the 808 just blessed the trap)
im sipping on f**king codeine

stay whipping that h*e she a baddie
stay whipping that h*e like her daddy
lil patek my wrist, on my patty
red bottom on my feet real classy
fuck the coupe, n***a hop up in the Cadi'
fuck a coupe, n***a hop up in a Cadi'
im serving dog food out serving baggies
im serving dog food out serving baggies
Balenci my jean real baggy
in the field n***a this not Madden
n***a get it popping n***a whats cracking
n***a f**k that, n***a whats bracking
sipping syrup on syrup, never lacking
sipping syrup on syrup, got me lagging
im in a 808 jawn with a trap b***h
im in a 808 trap with a trap b***h
made the 808 jump like magic
put that h*e on the side, she capping
this Maybach ride, fashion
and my b***h look good, fantastic
Ferragamo my sh*t, so classic
im a beast eat that b***h like Jurrasic
told her split on my d**k, gymnastic

[808 bless the mf trap
i told my b***h to get reach for my strap
i told 'em im finna hit the lil nat
i told her im finna hit a nat-nat
i told 'em i gotta get me a plaque
walk in this b***h with my gang in all black
b***h top me up, all i need is the neck
n***as can run, all they hear is that tec]

TRAP BLESS THE 808

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

(baby, yeah)
(baby, yeah, yeah)

she dont give it up to nobody
i got her tapped in to all these parties
yeah i got her turnt out off this molly
got her popping t*ts out of her Marni
i dont trust a soul, not nobody
but you showed me love, im so grateful
smoked up, hop out the big body
i put all the racks on the table

i could pull the racks off the table
i could do anything for you if im able
your my favorite type of syrup, your my maple
i got some syrup in my cup, real tasteful
i know why these p***y n***as keep hating, ya
tryna take my swag imma change it, ya
hopped up in this bag like this bape did
hopped up in this bag like my babe did
hopped up in this cat imma race it
that n***a talk bad, i'll erase him
slatt chase him, roll up and face him
she said how you pop them pills, i dont taste it

you dont gotta worry 'bout me, yeah
you dont gotta worry 'bout me, i'll be fine
told her that i took to many xans this time
fell in love with lean i love my lines
need to hit somebody up hit the hotline
you dont gotta worry bout me im fine
f**k that i aint fine, f**k that i tried
too many times
i cant lie, i cant get it right
but atleast i tried, atleast i-
aint lose my mind in a long time
aint lose my sight of your eyes
(when im with you i dont wanna die)

i think of you all the time
all the time, no lie

she dont give it up to nobody
i got her tapped in to all these parties
yeah i got her turnt out off this molly
got her popping t*ts out of her Marni
i dont trust a soul, not nobody
but you showed me love, im so grateful
smoked up, hop out the big body
i put all the racks on the table

(i need you to come here)
(i need you right here, with me)
(is that selfish, yeah, baby)
[you dont gotta worry 'bout me im fine]

NO-BODY

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

yeah, my b***h aint cheap
give her a couple a racks
or drugs, could've spent it on lean
told her i gotta make a track
everybody in the room gotta leave
n***as know i get busy in the trap
if you aint with me then leave
i smoke expensive trees
i never keep a girl i aint need
them n***as aint in my team
i brought that girl to the scene
these n***as dont ball like me
them n***as aint in the league
m16 i shoot heat
glock 19 with a beam
wake up everyday, its a dream
f**k my b***h i put her to sleep
wake up, count up, and repeat
wake up, roll up, and repeat
pop a k-pin im 'bout to geek
b***h im the kingpin they know in the streets
call up the troop call the mf fleet
she think im lying through my teeth
i got VVS rocks on my teeth
i spit diamonds every time that i speak
808, 808 on me
gang outside, told 'em wait on me
told her dont ever ever fake on me
they catching my swag, got the plague on me
im serving them plates, the plates on me
im serving 'em plates, i got plates on me
you aint all that how you hating on me
im serving 'em plates, i got plates on me
i got your h*e stuck up on-
i got your h*e stuck up on me
i gave her that meat, that salami
she like that im cool and bossy
these b***hes know better not to cross me
im serving her bass, got it
im serving her face, sloppy
im mixing the x with oxy
got the chauffeur waiting at the lobby
got this bad ass b***h to top me
she finna eat me up like tilapi-
n***a mad that i hit her, prolly
one thing 'bout me, no sorrys
she know that she f**ked up on me
dont matter, another b***h want me
and you know the rest of the story
(you know, you know, you know)
(and you know the rest of the story)
(you know, you know, you know)
(you know, you know, you know)

Patek Phillipe on my wrist, aint cheap
she wanna fuck on the gang, aint cheap
i think she f**k with the swag, im flee
i took my girl out the Saks for a treat
i told her get anything that she see
i gave her d**k after that, thats a treat
bahama-mama, she on the beach
lil resort, lil retreat
whatever you want baby, whatever you need
i got you and you got me
f**k them n***as, what they say about me
f**k them h*es, what they say about me
where you wanna go, we could just leave
rocking this gold from my head to my feet
forget about me, im off of this bean
i lied, im off of like 3

yeah, my b***h aint cheap
give her a couple a racks
or drugs, could've spent it on lean
told her i gotta make a track
everybody in the room gotta leave
n***as know i get busy in the trap
if you aint with me then leave
i smoke expensive trees
i never keep a girl i aint need
them n***as aint in my team
i brought that girl to the scene
these n***as dont ball like me
them n***as aint in the league
m16 i shoot heat
glock 19 with a beam
wake up everyday, its a dream

i got your h*e stuck up on me
i gave her that meat, that salami
she like that im cool and bossy
these b***hes know better not to cross me
im serving her bass, got it
im serving her face, sloppy
im mixing the x with oxy
got the chauffeur waiting at the lobby
got this bad ass b***h to top me
she finna eat me up like tilapi-
n***a mad that i hit her, prolly
one thing 'bout me, no sorrys
she know that she f**ked up on me
dont matter, another b***h want me
and you know the rest of the story
(you know, you know, you know, you know)
(all these h*es aint cheap)
(you know, you know, you know, you know)

AINT CHEAP

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

that sh*t just dont make no sense at all
hollow tips baking this f**k n***a face off
i just broke that xan in half, i break it off
i dont fuck with that girl nah, i break it off
i want bands i want racks i want it all
i want molly, i want bars, i want cars
make bars off these f**king xanny bars
i'll see you tomorrow, baby know im gone
bodies on the yard, bury them in parts
choppa cut to parts, my girl gave me a heart
yeah my b***h make me hard, she like me 'cus im hard
she like the way i rock, or something like a star
she like the way i rock

sip lean like juice, that h*e a smooch
my bags be Goyard but i mix it with Gucc-
i rock these Undercovers just as much as True's
n***a fuck it, yo whole check i'll spend on shoes
n***a fuck you and your whole gang, i'll blast at you
these n***as copying what i say and what i do
sipping on red like a ghoul
im making money in school
i got gold wraps on my bands
f**king that h*e all noon
i put these racks in my pants
got me staring at the moon
saw the future in a glance
i wouldnt do that if i were you
better leave me for your mans
'cus i might just dip on you
'cus i might just skrt on you
'cus i might just skrt on you
'cus i might just skrt on you
imma skrt off on you boo
i might just skrt on you boo, yeah
'cus im so cool, so cool yeah
you know me, i know you too yeah
you love me, i love you too yeah
but let me know, i got no clue yeah

'cus that sh*t just dont make no sense at all
hollow tips baking this f**k n***a face off
i just broke that xan in half, i break it off
i bring her to my crib, she took it off
im like, ok so cool- come on give me top, oh yeah
i want molly, i want bars, i want cars
make bars off these f**king xanny bars
i'll see you tomorrow, baby know im gone
bodies on the yard, bury them in parts
choppa cut to parts, my girl gave me a heart
yeah my b***h make me hard, she like me 'cus im hard
she like the way i rock, or something like a star
she like the way i rock

(sipping on red like a ghoul)
(im making money in school)
(i got gold wraps on my bands)
(f**king that h*e all noon)
(i put these racks in my pants)
(got me staring at the moon)
(saw the future in a glance)
(i wouldnt do that if i were you)

(i wouldnt do that if i were you)
(Yng808, yeah)
(808 life, yeah)

HOLLOW LIFE

Produced by: @henrik-einar-tresselt-berset [overseas]
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

(i can, i can, i can)
baby i can change the world for ya
baby i can change the world for ya
baby i can change myself for ya
tryna pack your sh*t up, say its over
this aint never over, it wont be until im sober
i need you to come over, im love sick this aint pneumonia
dont know what happened to me last year i aint even know her
all this f**king green 'round me i need a leaf blower
making my way down her, im going lower
i love you, i love ya
like this forever i thought that i told ya
i rock this army green on me, some soulja

i rock fatigue on me like im a soldier
you aint never fatigued for me, baby
you aint ever fatigued for me, baby
working on your shape keep petite baby
open yourself baby, you dont gotta change for me
never, never yeah
like be yourself baby, you dont gotta change for me
(dont gotta change for gang, dont gotta change to me) 

dont gotta change a thing, SRT and them tanks
i bloodied up my rings
sipping on so much drank
fell asleep in your arms
i woke up in LA
shooting right through your heart
only one thing i could say, hey

(yo, yo)
baby i can change the world for ya, hey
baby i can change the world for ya, hey
baby i can change myself for ya
tryna pack your sh*t up, say its over
this aint never over, it wont be until im sober
i need you to come over, im love sick this aint pneumonia
dont know what happened to me last year i aint even know her
all this f**king green 'round me i need a leaf blower
making my way down her, im going lower
i love you, i love ya
like this forever i thought that i told ya
i told ya, oh yeah
oh yeah (i told you)
(i told you)

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