PRODUCED BY GEN AND ME WRITTEN AND RECORDED BY ME

hold up

Lyrics

(Intro)
Woah, yeah… huh, huh, huh
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
SAY WHATTT

(Hook)
Come and throw that ass on me
She throw it back, I’ma smack right on that, brodie—yeah, yeah, yeah
Pussy so gushy, good macaroni, yeah
Blicky, blicky on the ‘Gram, I’ma tote it—woah, say what
Said she really wanna fuck
Smoke the thrax to get me up
Smoke the thrax to keep me up
Sippin’ Wock, I’m really stuck—yeah
Lean bladder, lean bladder

(Verse 1)
Fuck this bitch so good she creamin’
She creamin’ on the dick—woah, woah, yeah
Stuff a wad of cash in my bag
These niggas really pussy, they can’t even snap back
I got different model bitches tryna come and chew my gat
You got fifty thousand? Put it in the stash, in the stash
You got fifty thousand? Put it in the stash, in the stash

(Bridge)
Told that bitch to shake some ass, shake some ass, shake some ass
Told that bitch to throw that ass back on the dick

(Verse 2)
My cuzzo got a Gen, got a Gen with a switch
These niggas be some fake shooters—don’t make no sense
These niggas be some fake shooters—don’t make no sense

BLICKY

Lyrics 

Make the whole crowd jump
SAY WHAT
Make the whole crowd jump
LETS GOO
Make the whole crowd jump
Lil nigga, I got me a drum
Yeah, we got the whole party turned up
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump

Make the whole crowd jump
SAY WHAT
Make the whole crowd jump
LETS GOO
Make the whole crowd jump
lil nigga, I got me a drum
Yeah, we got the whole party turned up
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump


G-got a white bitch tryna suck me up
Walked in the spot with the blicky tucked
Half of y'all niggas be lames, y'all suck
Half of y'all niggas be lames, y'all suck

Huh
Why this bitch tryna lick my nuts?
Huh
Lick me up, bitch, suck me up
Huh
Lick me up, bitch, suck me up

She took a perc and she threw right up
Got a white bitch like Marilyn Manson
Got a white bitch like Marilyn Manson

Real diamonds on my wrist, shit sweatin'
Real diamonds on my wrist, shit sweatin'
Avalanche on my neck, shit slanted
Got the whole fucking block just dancin'
Got a white bitch like Marilyn Manson—yeah

We turn the whole block up
Woah
We turn the whole block up
We turn the whole block up
LIKE WHAT

Make the whole crowd jump
SAY WHAT
Make the whole crowd jump
LETS GOO
Make the whole crowd jump
lil nigga, I got me a drum
Yeah, we got the whole party turned up
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump

Make the whole crowd jump
SAY WHAT
Make the whole crowd jump
LETS GOO
Make the whole crowd jump
lil nigga, I got me a drum
Yeah, we got the whole party turned up
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump
We can really make the whole crowd jump

G-got a white bitch tryna suck me up
Walked in the spot with the blicky tucked
Half of y'all niggas be lames, y'all suck
Half of y'all niggas be lames, y'all suck

Huh
Why this bitch tryna lick my nuts?
Huh
Lick me up, bitch, suck me up
Huh
Lick me up, bitch, suck me up

CROWDJUMP

Lyrics

(Hook)
Yeah, pussy nigga, wrap that shit up
You don’t got a gun, you don’t got no blick
Pussy nigga, just wrap that shit up

(Verse 1)
I was outside with my twin, my twin, my swudda, my swudda — we geeked, yeah
I was outside with my twin, my twin, my swudda, my swudda — we geeked, yeah

Dumb bitch snort KETAMINE, yeah she get turnt off of the pill
This white bitch snort KETAMINE, yeah she get turnt off of the pill

I’m ’bout to pop that pill, yeah, I’m ’bout to pop that pill
Pop a X, I’m so damn crazy
Sippin’ Wock, my stomach real brazy

Pulled up in a brand new Cullinan
Yeah, this hoe, she tryna get in
I can never take that bitch around
’Cause she only want me for my money

(Bridge)
Bitch, you don’t even make no bread
Lil nigga, you can’t hang with the cool kids
You don’t even make no bread
Lil nigga, you can’t hang with the cool kids

Intro

Lyrics

(Hook)
Yeah, two model hoes shakin’ ass on the cam
Walk with a big ass chop in my boot, just hope that your gun don’t jam
Lil Asian bitch with her best friend — that’s a two, I’ma call up my mans
Oh, she sniff coke straight to the head
Oh, she sniff coke straight to the he—head, we—yeah

We left that fuck nigga for dead
He tried to run, he got shot in the head
She asked for my number, she tryna go fed
He said that he better than me — I don’t care

(Verse 1)
Yeah, big ass Drac finna make him check
Fucked his bitch and I made him stress
Fucked her friend, then she said I’m next

Hoe think I’m dumb? I can’t get played like I’m Pac-Man, nah
Can’t believe that I fucked this bitch raw
She want my kids—oh nah
Bitch fucked me and my dawg
Smoked the L ’til the windows fog
She singin’ all my songs
This lil ho def know ball—ball

(Bridge)
Put a tag on that fuck nigga toe
Yeah, you know we got that fuck nigga gone
Bad bitch singin’ all the lyrics to my songs
Freak lil thot, I can make my ho a ho

(Refrain)
Freak lil thot… yeah…

(Hook — Repeat)
Yeah, two model hoes shakin’ ass on the cam
Walk with a big ass chop in my boot, just hope that your gun don’t jam
Lil Asian bitch with her best friend — that’s a two, I’ma call up my mans
Oh, she sniff coke straight to the head
Oh, she sniff coke straight to the he—head, we—yeah

We left that fuck nigga for dead
He tried to run, he got shot in the head
She asked for my number, she tryna go fed
He said that he better than me — I don’t care

(Outro)
Yeah… big ass Drac finna make him check…
Fucked his bitch and I made him stress…
Fucked her friend, then she said I’m next…

Hoes

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Vocals By FilthyGens
Mixed By FilthyGens
LYRICS.


Yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m tryna throw that shit up for my twin
I throw that lob (woo, woo)
Y’all niggas really pussys, stop fake toting, on God (woo)
Made a band off this music shit, I do not need a job (job)
Make a band every week, I flip that shit for like ten thousand
Told that bitch get what she want, I break the bank for her a lot (yeah)
Sip wock, my bladder really funky
These pussy niggas sad that they not making money
My mama said that I am a punk, that shit run in me (P-U-N-K)
These niggas really hoes and they suck, these niggas shitty (yeah)

[Pre-Hook]
You said you loved me first
I think it was a curse, why would you lie to me?
I gave you everything you wanted
Bitch, I dripped you out, I put you in that new designer
Yeah, I took you out, I even let you meet my mama
And now I feel so dumb because I knew the love was fake
I wasn’t thinking and took you in anyway

[Bridge]
Yeah, back to that shit that I was on before
Let a nigga talk on gang, he get shot in his fucking throat
She divided the lines, snort that shit, and had an episode
She divided the lines, snort that shit, and had an episode

[Hook]
She not one of the hoes that I call when I just wanna fuck
She one of the ones that I can call and make mine for the whole winter

[Post-Hook]
I’m not even up yet, I’m just
At
My
Peak
I know that these niggas mad and salty
They
Not
Me

(yeah)
(wooo)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah)

[Outro]
I took you out and gave you everything you wanted
I put you in—
I put you in that new designer
(and it’s that PUNK LOVE that got me fucked up)
(and it’s that PUNK LOVE that got me fucked up)

(I know you’re scared, I can see it)
(I know you’re scared, I can see it)
(just take my hand and I’ll guide you there)
(just take my hand and I’ll guide you there)

PUNKLOVE

fade (w/ Repeat and 07Kis)

2much

*(Verse 1)*
Santa’s kinda real I guess
Presents under tree, whole vibe’s a mess
Rudolph’s nose is red or whatever
Family dinner lasts like forever

*(Chorus)*
6/7 Christmas, it’s not bad
Could be worse honestly, not even sad
Tree fell over twice but we fixed it so
6/7 Christmas, let’s gooo

*(Verse 2)*
Got socks again from my aunt
Asked for money but she said she can’t
Little cousin won’t stop screaming
I’ve been on my phone just meme-ing

*(Chorus)*
6/7 Christmas, pretty mid ngl
Grandpa fell asleep, couldn’t even tell
Food was good tho, can’t complain
6/7 Christmas hits different in the rain

*(Bridge)*
Mom’s stressed
Dad’s grilling in the cold for some reason
Sister won’t share the bathroom
Classic

*(Last part)*
Anyway it’s Christmas
Not perfect but it’s fine
See you next year I guess
6/7 out of 10 this time 🎄​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

*(Rap verse)*

Yo it’s Christmas Eve and I’m still awake
Waiting for Santa but for my own sake
Got the cookies out, milk’s getting warm
Family group chat blowing up my phone

Gifts under the tree looking kinda light
But my mom said “be grateful” so alright
Ugly sweater on, looking like a fool
At least I got two weeks off from school

Elf on the shelf giving me the creeps
Grandma asking why I never sleep
“It’s called a phone, grandma, I’m on it”
She doesn’t get it but I love her, I’m honest

6/7 Christmas, not the best not the worst
Could use more cash but I’m not gonna curse
Pass the mac and cheese, save me a plate
Merry Christmas y’all, this verse was mid but great

*drops invisible mic, goes back to phone*

6/7 Xmas

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