sprinter (eman32x, JUCXEE)

Lyrics

My nigga trim
Like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Nigga play bitch we shooting up the party
Bitch I'm finna spend racks on a carti
That's yo bitch why she stay on my body
I don't know these niggas they nobodies
I took a X now I'm geeked in the party
Just like Dex racks jump out the gym
Tryna talk down but lil bitch you know I'm him
Bitch I'm with the sharks imma teach you how to swim
Model hoe told me that she tryna make a film
Bitch I spent racks on a mother fuckin bag then I double C Chanelly her fucking waist
Double B Balenci my fucking face
Pop out the cut with a drac watch him race
762s what he mother fuckin taste

Trim trim
Trim trim
Trim trim huh
Trim huh trim huh

My nigga trim like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Fuck that bitch and I'm pulling her bonnet off
Yeah lil bitch yeah I love when that money call
In the bank imma pull out a hunned ball
Got so much no I can't even spend it all
Bitch I walk in that store and I buy it all
Here she go with this shit think she fancy
I been making some hits they all classics lil bitch
To the Gods that I pray hope I make it lil bitch
In the stu cooking up bitch I'm making this shit
She told me she in love but I'm dogging the bitch

Hop out the whip
Spark at the bitch
Bitch please don't be dumb if you run up get hit
Twenty five out the bank imma spend it on the blick
She too easy I heard I can't fuck with that bitch
What I said to myself these niggas weird as shit
The way these niggas so broke I swear it make me sick
Said she love my voice she get wet as shit
Bitch I'm with the gang nigga you can't fit

Trim trim
Trim trim
Trim trim huh
Trim huh trim huh

My nigga trim like Carti
Opium bitch I'm geeked out my body
Fuck that bitch and I'm pulling her bonnet off
Yeah lil bitch yeah I love when that money call
In the bank imma pull out a hunned ball
Got so much no I can't even spend it all
Bitch I walk in that store and I buy it all
Here she go with this shit think she fancy
I been making some hits they all classics lil bitch
To the Gods that I pray hope I make it lil bitch
In the stu cooking up bitch I'm making this shit
She told me she in love but I'm dogging the bitch

TRIM! (SNVTCH)

Lyrics

Tryna fuck with that bitch she too bogus for me
Bitch I'm shooting my shot and you knowing it's green
That nigga try he get put on a screen
I'm off X lil bitch no teen
No bitch you not part of my team
Its 350 that's the tag of the tee
I ran it up bitch she told me that's tea

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

Bitch
What's the tag on that
Bitch I spent me a bag on a mother fucking cat
Hellcat jump
Brand new scat
Hellpup jump
Brand new blat
Niggas try run up we leaving 'em flat
Bitches slip when it's hot that's the sign on my gat
Niggas watching like the mother fuckin cinema
Bitches talking they can't give you the minimal

Bitch who want smoke just let me know
My shooter he on go
We got bullets for your hoe and kids
Bitch yeah we want smoke
Bitch my shooter leave 'em stank
They wont ever know
So much bread I broke the bank bitch
Give a fuck bout a hoe

Give a fuck what a lil hoe said
Stupid bitch needa stay on her meds
I done ran this shit up like a mother fuckin jew if it ain't about money its dead
Give a fuck what a lil hoe said
Stupid bitch needa stay on her meds
I done ran this shit up like a mother fuckin jew if it ain't about money its dead

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

Think I spent too much today
Everyday like a holiday
Ballhog, shoot that shit, made that shit, hit parlays
No I ain't passing the ball bitch
Spent like 10 racks in the mall bitch
I'm going up I cant fall bitch
I'm getting put on that wall

Watch this money flip
I'm with Forbi in this bitch we just made like 3 hits
He was playing with my slime and his ass got hit
Niggas dying
Mommas crying
That's the same pit
You broke and bummy
Same shit

BOGUS! (SNVTCH)

>lyrics

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word
Just wanna fuck, I don't wanna flirt

I'm sorry if yo fuckin feelings got hurt
When I drop, lil niggas act like they ain't heard 
I'm on top, lil bitch I'm the king of this earth
Whip so fast, I pulled off and left in a blur 

Yeah, left that lil boy in a hearse 
Hm, yeah, yeah
Mm, aye
She want me sing to her
Yeag, yeah yeah

From the start, I knew I'd go up
Niggas hated, they ain't show no love
I sent bread to get him packed up
My team fed, we ain't givin up

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word

She like wassup
Girl let's go put in work
Tryn' leave lil bitch you can
My feelings they ain't hurt
If he talk down put him in a hearse
Bitch I'm out of town in that V reverse
Better come bready if you want a verse
Bitch I'm in that scatpack it gon burst
Binary the glock it's a three round burst
Never come in last bitch I come in first
Why these hoes they stay on me
Bad lil vibe from the south side she just wan' eat me
When I'm in that bitch I start to count down nigga like 1 2 3
Nigga I meant 3 2 1 
Can't call me no clone I'm the one
Bad bitch she tryna have my son
Play with my feelings lil bitch I'm done
I said wassup girl
She like wa- (she said wassup)

She said wassup
She want me from the Jump
Huh, I'm in that club
Girl i got way too drunk, yeah
I'm on that shit, it got me slurring my words
I boss up and show my worth
Yo shit fake, don't wanna hear a word

Huh in that club bitch she too drunk
All black fit might be a punk
I'm too high smoking on runts
Bitch what I smoke my lungs they punch
This big ass blunt you can not touch
Huh uhh huhhh
I'm going far
She play with my bone
She said I'm a dog

Wassup wassup girl (yeah, yeah,)
Uh huh uhh (y-yeah, y-yeah)
Wassup wassup girl (yeah, yeah)
Wassup wa- just say wassup
She like wassup
Huh huh uh huh uh

lullaby (xpreeseason)

Mona Lisa w/ greatestredefined (aloa) [ALL PLATS]

lyrics:

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass b-b-b-bitch

Walk in the spot we ain’t taking no photos
My niggas riding in coupes fuck a four door
Eugh, don’t want that bitch cuz she nasty
E-E-Eugh, put this shit on bitch i’m fancy
M-M-Mason Margiela I put on her feet
I might fuck on that bitch and then move to the next bitch
Bitch I’m balling fuck about an ex bitch
Why you tweaking I ain’t seen yo text bitch
Nigga try to run up he get blat 
Huh nigga try to run up he get splat bitch 
I’m in the car with the stars on the roof it go vroom vroom vroom better watch ya hoe 
We turn a nigga to stars in this bitch we go boom boom boom at ya fucking door 
D-D-Draco it kick like a mother fucking horse
Put a broom on the stick nigga sweep at the floor
I heard these niggas was cloning these niggas was copy and paste better watch that flow

No I don’t want that bitch she too nasty for me
Took a thou out the bank imma spend it on me
How im spreading this money I got a disease
Nigga stay on my dick nigga go get some P’s
Wanna work stupid bitch it’s gon come with a fee
I-I-I been killing these beats tell me who stopping me
I ain’t miss in a minute it’s easy for me
That’s yo bitch why the fuck is she feening for me

Niggas ain’t break no bank
Swear to God all these fuck niggas broke
Niggas ain’t make no crank
Swear to God these fuck niggas jokes
Nigga, you needa slow down
Hit my phone they like “you needa drop now”
Bitch I’m running this shit like its ghost town
Get it
These niggas dead like fetty 
Hit his eye turn a fuck nigga fetty 
They like how many hoes i’m like many
She like how many poles i’m like plenty
Stupid bitch you can’t get you a penny
Model bitch and she look just like Demi Lovato 
Damn bitch no that ain’t many
Bad bitch tryna blick sum she think she latto
She want me to slide in her panties
25 hunned what i spent on the rich nigga bottle
Bitch better eat my kids
Bad bitch on the gram nigga yeah I slid with full throttle
Green fn nigga I did
Said i’m washed stupid bitch yeah wassup now
I could rap from the sun up to sun down
Not my bro so lil bitch better watch out 
I know niggas that’s bringing them cliques out

We tryna slide in a two door coupe
Four blicks gon hop out that bitch
I ain’t tryna hear your song that shit poo
Nigga really better wrap that shit
Wiping that nose cuz that boy got a flu
Nigga really better watch out bitch
Going too fast for these fuck niggas too
Niggas better try to catch up bitch

2 Door Coupe!

Omzijr - https://soundcloud.com/omzijr
TaëSwav!\\ - https://soundcloud.com/loveretro
Amarri - https://soundcloud.com/pros8

Lyrics:

REEF w/ Omzijr, TaëSwav!\\ & Amarri [@snvtch & @xpreeseason]

TOO BAD! w/kxiden (xpreeseason, charleew)

prod. kitabeatz

lyrics:

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give the nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

1 or 2 bitches tryna suck this dick
3 or 4 niggas tryna up a blick
5 or 6 songs nigga they all hits
8 or 9 times bitch I made a hit
I-I-I'm it, Bitch I'm him
Niggas can't even step in my room
You a bitch, that's on God
Why the fuck would I wanna be you
Nigga I'm a goat, in my own lane, fuck is these niggas gon do
You can't ride my wave, you gon need a boat tryna do the shit that I fucking do

Man I love talking bout the money that I ran up
I would hate me too if I could never run these bands up
And you fucked up bad bitch you got your chance fucked
I could never look back to these niggas hell nah
5R bitch you know that we running shit
I cant fuck with that hoe she a scrawny bitch
Turned 18 then I start running shit
We too locked in never argue bout a bitch
With my twin we still getting that cheddar
Pockets heavy, yours light as a feather
Walk past a group I ain't checking the weather
I pass the blick he gon blow at whoever

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give a nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

The 1

lyrics:

Smoking on dope bitch I’m getting too high
Sending your dumb ass straight to Allah
Gen 5 bitch you ain’t getting far
He try to play then I’m upping fye
Big racks on him turn him to some loud
Choppa hit em twice echo round sound
Verse come with a price, ain’t playing round
Gotta be someone dumb tryna steal the sound bitch

Green on my body I feel like the grinch bitch
12 PM she tryna eat me up picnic 
B-B-Brand new watch pussy watch how I wrist flick
Freak bitch she like “daddy send a dick pic”
N-N-New hoe she like we should watch some netflix
She love my swag, walk in and she take pics
Said I broke her heart that’s something that I cant fix
Huh too bad move on to the next bitch

Smoking some dank lemme roll up the next hit
Gotta go slower she told me it cant fit
I-I-I fucked her friend off a shroom I was stressing
Can’t let these fuck niggas play with my blessings
F-F-Freak bitch she hit my phone now we sexting
B-B-Bitch big Glock, it got a drum who you testing
Owe me some money lil bitch why you flexing
Running up points like I’m taking a lesson

My niggas really tryna slide
You tryna talk down bitch you gon die
2 AM bitch and I’m really outside
It’s a brand new hoe everyday I’m gon die
Get a bitch gone just like magic tada
Play with ya mama go get off my line
I’m off this dank bitch I’m so high
Yeah she a stank bitch she can die

It’s hella bitch niggas on my line
It’s hella snake niggas in yo lawn
Two bad hoes tryna learn the rhymes
Rap God bitch, feel like Busta Rhymes
Cracker bitch want me hit a line
Discord hoe thinking that she mines
A-All of these X’s fucking with my mind
If they place one O, imma end up dying
T-T-Two bad hoes tryna learn the rhymes
Rap God bitch, feel like Busta Rhymes
Cracker bitch want me hit a line
Discord hoe thinking that she mines
All of these X’s fucking with my mind
If they place one O, imma end up dying
Big six figures if I’m tryna sign
She know I’m a goat she gon end up ridin

I just be talking I don’t ever write
Put that shit on I love getting fly
I just be talking I don’t ever write
Put that shit on I love getting
I-I-I just be talking I don’t ever write
Put that shit on I love getting fly
I-I just be talking I don’t ever write
P-P-Put that shit on I love getting fl-fl-fl

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