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Yeah, my young nigga, he gon' pop shit, he gon' get you gone
My shooter gon' pull up and get a nigga gone for some comme des garçons
Fuck nigga, I'm like, what you on
These niggas must've thought I was some kind of singin' nigga, I'll pull up with a chrome

Yeah, yeah, yeah
And my shooter don't need no pill
Fuck talkin' bout a shooter, I'll get you gone
with the steel
The AR hold a hundred it'll kill
This a race car when I get behind the wheel
On they radar, how I'm climbin' up the hill
A young nigga need a mill
A young nigga need a deal

Yeah, I'm all about my cream, nigga
I done see me touch a hundred mill in
my dream, nigga
I know that these niggas is nothin' like what
they seem, nigga
And I know this shit for a fact cause it was in person when I seen you niggas
And for that nigga who snitched on bro
Just know that you a fuck, nigga
That's half the reason why I don't fuck with
niggas
That's half the reason why I don't trust
niggas
And I ain't shakin' hands when I see you 'cause it's fuck you niggas

CDG* PROD. JHUX

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Riding around with a—
Riding around with a rocket
Smoking on that—
Everything be exotic
Hit a nigga in his—
Hit a nigga in his noggin
That bitch just so hard his eyeball fell right out the socket
Every day, I’m living life like it ain’t no tomorrow
And I was saying, I’m sorry, bitch but I ain’t got no time for sorrow
Told him say hello to the .556 get hit with a hollow
‘Member niggas used to Sleep on me, I feel like Hollow 
Yeah, how low can you go?
I wanna see you shake some ass
Yeah, how low can you go?
I wanna see you throw it back
Yeah, I get to this dough
Every day I’m getting cash

Riding around with a—
Riding around with a rocket
Smoking on that—
Everything be exotic
Hit a nigga in his—
Hit a nigga in his noggin
That bitch just so hard his eyeball fell right out the socket
Every day, I’m living life like it ain’t no tomorrow
And I was saying, I’m sorry, bitch but I ain’t got no time for sorrow
Told him say hello to the .556 get hit with a hollow
‘Member niggas used to Sleep on me, I feel like Hollow 
Yeah, how low can you go?
I wanna see you shake some ass
Yeah, how low can you go?
I wanna see you throw it back
Yeah, I get to this dough
Every day I’m getting cash

EXOTIC PROD. TWINCRXSSES

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And I had love for these niggas but they wanna change and shit
So I had bossed up and went stupid nigga for the one time
Fuck that bitch for the one time
Can't be doin' interviews 'cause these niggas one time
Bitch I'm not in your timeline

Gotta get it bitch I gotta rock out
And I heard your partner snitchin'
Tell that nigga better clock out
I know niggas who ain't have a pot to piss in
They was sleepin' in a hot box
Now them same niggas gettin' money with me
I gotta go hard nigga it's crunch time so ain't nothin' funny to me

Gotta go hard for this fuckin' paper
And I keep 6 bitches with me like LeBron playin' for the Lakers
These fuck niggas be some fakers
These niggas be stealin' my swag like Paul Walker when he was in Takers

I be gettin' to that bag
I been stackin' up that cash
Niggas wanna steal my swag
The same niggas wanna steal my swag say I ain't got no swag
The same niggas askin' for some cash sayin' I ain't got no cash
Them same niggas that be on my ass gon' watch me pop these tags

These niggas ain't wanna see me win
But news flash bitch ass nigga I'm here
And I'm here to stay
Haha I really do do shit for real

And I had love for these niggas but they wanna change and shit
So I had bossed up and went stupid nigga for the one time
Fuck that bitch for the one time
Can't be doin' interviews 'cause these niggas one time
Bitch I'm not in your timeline

Gotta get it bitch I gotta rock out
And I heard your partner snitchin'
Tell that nigga better clock out
I know niggas who ain't have a pot to piss in
They was sleepin' in a hot box
Now them same niggas gettin' money with me
I gotta go hard nigga it's crunch time so ain't nothin' funny to me

ONE TIME PROD. TWINCRXSSES

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Let me speak my mind
If I could've stopped half this shit, you know I'd try
These niggas be speaking on gang and I'm trying to figure out why
Lil' baby get traumatized whenever she look in my eye

She said she can see the demons comin' in (Demons comin' in)
I don't want to, but I'll kill everybody breathin' in this bitch (Breathin' in this bitch)
Hella racks spent on his fit, wait till you see this shit I'm in (See this shit I'm in)
Rick Owens DRKSHDW, tell these niggas that we lit (Yeah, we lit)
Tell these niggas that we lit (Oh)

Uh, yeah, I get so high (So high)
Fuck the atmosphere, I feel like I could talk to God ('Cause I'm so high)
Uh, ended up on Pluto, I could've sworn I was on Mars (Yeah, I'm too high)
Damn, my nigga, I think it's time for me to stay off these bars (I was too high)

But that ain't gonna stop me from doin' shit (From doin' shit)
Yeah, I was walking around the mall and thought to myself, "Damn, I'm legit" (Yeah, I'm legit)
'Cause name one thing that I can't do, for real (Can't do)
Yeah, niggas, they gon' hate, yeah, they gon' do just what they do, for real  (Do what they do for real)
And I told these bitch niggas, they can hate, yeah, they gon' do just what they do, for real
But nigga

Let me speak my mind
If I could've stopped half this shit, you know I'd try
Lil' baby get traumatized whenever she look in my eye

She said she can see the demons comin' in (Demons comin' in)
I don't want to, but I'll kill everybody breathin' in this bitch (Breathin' in this bitch)
Hella racks spent on his fit, wait till you see this shit I'm in (See this shit I'm in)
Rick Owens DRKSHDW, tell these niggas that we lit (Yeah, we lit)
Tell these niggas that we lit

TALK 2 GOD PROD. BWSER

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I really pop out with them bands
Niggas say I'm too hot I need a fan
Stick with my niggas like we in a clan
But I don't fuck with niggas like I'm in the Klan
(I hate you)
They know I walk out with them bands
I know I'm next to blow I'm just sayin'
(I'm just sayin' I'm just sayin')

I walk around with this fuckin' cash on me
Huh yeah I walk around with that fuckin' bag on me
With that bag on me got that cash in it
Walk in Saks Fifth blow a bag in it
Yeah Dodge Charger this the fast hemi
Yeah roll it up smoke some gas in it
Huh this shit premium
I'm smokin' that gas you can't see me no more
Yeah this shit be so thick you can't see through the smoke
And these niggas be pussy I see through the smoke
Huh if it ain't smoke nigga what you call it?
I got a bad bitch and she callin' me
My nigga wanna ball just like Spalding
I told that boy You better ball hard
Better ball hard like your name Harden
Pass me the ball bitch I'm tryna score it
Uh yeah bitch I feel like Nate Thurman
Chris Mullin how I ball with the Warriors
Yeah bitch I'm gettin' that money
Bitch I walk 'round like a motherfuckin' lick
If a nigga run up swear to God he get hit
So don't try to run up if you ain't tryna die in this bitch

Yeah gas comin' in by the pound
Yeah smoke that shit out by the pound
Yeah exotic pitbull watch him fight
Yeah Mike Vick got that dog in 'em
I got your bitch give her raw dog nigga
Yeah raw dog like Mike Vick
Yeah bitch this chain on my neck it's too icy
I got your bitch on my dick think she like me
I know a lot of fuck niggas want fight me
I got a lot of bitches I call wifey
I will not fuck her if she don't got white feet
Sike nah nigga I'm just playin
Yeah I don't even know what I'm sayin
They know me as the nigga walk 'round with bands
They know me as the nigga in the cold wearin' no pants
They be like Nigga where the fuck your parents at?
I really wonder what the fuck your parents say
'Cause it's no way I'ma let my son walk out the house with no fuckin' pants on
Nigga you know you out your fuckin' mind it's way too cold and I have no pants on
I say I don't really give a fuck 'cause I'm tryna hoop yeah that's what I'm on

Yeah that's what I'm on for sure
(Yeah that's what I'm on
Yeah that's what I'm on
Yeah that's what I'm on
Yeah that's what I'm on
Yeah that's what I'm on)

WHAT IM ON PROD. NUEKX

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I just bust that bitch, right down, with the squad (With the squad)
Yeah, I just bust that bitch, right down, with my boy (With my boy)
Yeah, I be making hits, this like hit 44 (44)
And these bitches, they get wet, soon as we step in the door (In the door)
I just bust that bitch, right down, with the squad (Squad)
Yeah, I just bust that bitch, right down, with my boy (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I be making hits, this like hit 44 (Yeah, 44)
And these bitches, they get wet, soon as we step in the door (We step in the door)

This that Deftone Jam, bitch, I'm hard to the core (Hard to the core)
Rocking different color pearls, new designer, this Dior (Yeah, yeah)
I get everything I want, when I walk into the store (Everything I want)
When they try to play their music for a nigga, I get bored (I get bored)
Can you blame me? (Oh, oh)
Everything I did, the way I live, this shit amazing (Oh, oh)
I'm starting to feel how rappers feel when they get famous (When they get famous)
They say the way these rappers live, man this shit dangerous (Oh, oh)
And I don't wanna live that way, so, I stay the fuck up out the way bitch (Oh, oh)

I just bust that bitch, right down, with the squad (With the squad)
Yeah, I just bust that bitch, right down, with my boy (With my boy)
Yeah, I be making hits, this like hit 44 (44)
And these bitches, they get wet, soon as we step in the door (In the door)
I just bust that bitch, right down, with the squad (With the squad)
Yeah, I just bust that bitch, right down, with my boy (With my boy)
Yeah, I be making hits, this like hit 44 (44)
And these bitches, they get wet, soon as we step in the door (We step in the door)

Woah, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
Woah, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, Huh

DEFTONE JAM PROD. INDEECE

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(Is this real?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I bust a jugg
Yeah, yeah
Walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—
Uh, walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—
Uh, walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—
TEC that bih', uh
TEC that bih', yeah
Step on shit, uh
Step on shit, yeah
Walkin' 'round with that—
Walkin' 'round with that— yeah, yeah
Walkin' 'round with that—
Walkin' 'round with that— yeah, yeah, yeah

Push up on a opp for talkin' hot, that pussy boy got popped
Uh, uh, I don't even talk like that man, damn, I need to stop
Uh, uh, caught that boy on lack, we left that boy on rocks
Uh, and I ain't with that internet shit, that shit there for the cops
That shit for the birds, uh, what's the word?
Yeah, pull up bitch I swerve, yeah, I swerve
Yeah, bro'nem hit the curb, like what's the word
That nigga off that herb, he on that good shit
Yeah, I told you I smoke exotic, on that good shit, yeah
I don't even want that bitch 'cause that little bitch be on some hood shit
Bitch, I feel like a rockstar, everything top floor, yeah, top five
That nigga tried playin' with the gang
I told him he play with the gang, that nigga gon' die

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I bust a jugg
Yeah, yeah
Walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—
Uh, walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—
Uh, walkin' 'round with that TEC, nigga
Walkin' 'round with that—

STEP ON SHIT PROD. FARGONE

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Jumped out my seat
Then I jumped on my feet
Then I jumped in the V
Then I jumped on the beat
Got me askin' "Where the fuck my mind at?"
Where the fuck my mind gone
I done got my mind blown
Where the fuck the time go
What type of time is ya on

I done did the right and the wrong
I ain't even live my whole life
And I'm going down the wrong road
Need somebody on my side
Somebody
Can somebody please help me
Got me on my knees
Got me begging to God please

God guide me through the way
I know too many people that got stuck in the grave
I been ducking death, I know some people on their way
And I done seen a lot of shit that I don't wanna say

Yeah, Lil' One, he a crash out
Anything 'bout that check
Yeah, everything 'bout that bag now
Say more, do less
Yeah, bitch I know you just a cash cow
Yeah, I just want the sex
Yeah, I don't give a fuck about the opposite
Yeah, fuck the opper's set

Jumped out my seat
Then I jumped on my feet
Then I jumped in the V
Then I jumped on the beat
Got me askin' "Where the fuck my mind at?"
Where the fuck my mind gone
I done got my mind blown
Where the fuck the time go
What type of time is ya' on

Jumped out my seat
Then I jumped on my feet
Then I jumped in the V
Then I jumped on the beat
Got me askin' "Where the fuck my mind at?"
Where the fuck my mind gone
I done got my mind blown
Where the fuck the time go
What type of time is ya on

WHERE TF MY MIND AT ? PROD. FARGONE

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Huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh
Yeah, huh, huh

Them shooters came right out the cut
And they tryna blast, they tryna see what's up
They on your ass, them niggas, they tryna smash something
All I gotta do is press a button, it's a hundred miles on the dash, huh
Usually I would pass off to the gang, but this one, I can't pass her
No, I can't pass her up

Huh, yeah, pass her up
Yeah, these niggas wanna be my competition
So I passed them up
Your homies ain't tell you your music ass
So them niggas had gassed you up
And I remember sittin' in class
Them niggas was gettin' on ass and laughed at us
Niggas said I wouldn't make it far
Hop out, every day, a brand new car
Yeah, this shit here a push to start
I could've brought out a whole 'nother side of me, but I didn't wanna show you that part
Tone this shit down, I got that tone this shit down
They ain't know my name, but I bet them niggas know me now
That shit put me in pain when I see you walk 'round with a frown
I gotta know your name, give you somethin' to make you smile

Them shooters came right out the cut
And they tryna blast, they tryna see what's up
They on your ass, them niggas, they tryna smash something
All I gotta do is press a button, it's a hundred miles on the dash, huh
Usually I would pass off to the gang, but this one, I can't pass her
No, I can't pass her up

PASSHERUP PROD. HEYJASPER

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She wanna hang with the bros
She wanna geek up, all night long
She took three lines to the face and I'm tryna figure out what the fuck she on

Hurry up, you takin' too long
Diamonds on my neck, too strong 
I got hella drugs up in my lungs
‘Bout to blow my high, man, this shit feel wrong

We finna go get geeked up
I don't think nobody seein' us
I really don't know what they see in us
‘Bout to flood the pain with this double cup

I think I earned her trust, I don't wanna fuck it up
Goddamn, I fucked it up, I fucked it all up

Now I gotta win her trust
I can't be no broke nigga, that's a no 
So I get to that bag, nigga, that’s a must
I'm bout to ice my wrist out, nigga, flood

They tried to drag a nigga name through the mud
And for that shit, I want blood
I think I really wanna fuck shit up
I think enough is enough

I see how it planned out
She think I'm her man now
I think I got her fanned out
I'm too deep in my head now

She wanna hang with the bros
She wanna geek up, all night long
She took three lines to the face and I'm tryna figure out what the fuck she on

Hurry up, you takin' too long
Diamonds on my neck, too strong 
I got hella drugs up in my lungs
‘Bout to blow my high, man, this shit feel wrong

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