Lyrics:

I smoke that ganja for the pain, yeah
I'm taking off, can't settle down I'm like a plane, yeah
Why the fuck you mumbling? I can't hear what you say, yeah
I put that oxy in her body, get her Kawasaki
She want that benihana date, get her calamari
I'm chilling poolside with the gang, tryna catch a body
Made her sign a NDA like bitch you bet not tell nobody

Fucked up, oxycontin in my body
Bitch you bet not fuck up, you ain't tryna see the end
Told that bitch to shut up, you is not my fuckin twin
Remember all the doors in the back that we kicked in?
Remember all the hoes that I fucked in that twin bed
She was throwing on that bonnet, think she tryna give me head
Caught her tryna post me on the gram, why you fed?
But her pussy fye as fuck, that shit so wet I think I sled
She was tryna love bomb me, like a dummy for the bread

I smoke that ganja for the pain, yeah
I'm taking off, can't settle down I'm like a plane, yeah
Why the fuck you mumbling? I can't hear what you say, yeah
I put that oxy in her body, get her Kawasaki
She want that benihana date, get her calamari
I'm chilling poolside with the gang, tryna catch a body
Made her sign a NDA like bitch you bet not tell nobody

Bitch you bet not, woah uh huh
Woah uh huh

How you doze off when the summer so cold?
She was tryna go off, going dummy, gettin' bold
Bitch I'm smoking doja, can't get higher than me
And y'all niggas so damn broke, you can't get flyer than me
And you claim you touch the money, that's a liar to me
You tried to put that shit together, not attire to me
You ain't never seen a K and that's a brokey I see

I smoke that ganja for the pain, yeah
I'm taking off, can't settle down I'm like a plane, yeah
Why the fuck you mumbling? I can't hear what you say, yeah
I put that oxy in her body, get her Kawasaki
She want that benihana date, get her calamari
I'm chilling poolside with the gang, tryna catch a body
Made her sign a NDA like bitch you bet not tell nobody

OXY (prod. fw cal)

Lyrics:

Huh woah, don't matter
Huh woah, don't matter
I get that money and sell wishes like a pope do
She got on her knees and gave me head just like a hoe do

Go get that guap nigga, do it like you supposed to
All my brothers selling dope, now come here let me dope you
I get that money and sell wishes like a pope do
She got on her knees and gave me head just like a hoe do
I don't wanna talk that long so I ain't gonna hold you
If this shit ain't bout no money, bitch I'm boutta go to
My partner, get guala
Fuck hoes and get some nana
I want Kayla, I want Jayda
Switch the hoe up, really don't matter

I throw em' all on a plate like a platter
Where the tall ass bitch? I'm climbing that ladder
She wanna fuck with a Martian on Saturn
I ain't got no type when her ass just fatter
Ain't no type when she giving that top
Fuck, ain't no type when she got that wap
Fuck, ain't no tellin when we in the basement
I just hope the bitch ain't a freemason
I just want the money, I don't wanna chat
Y'all niggas so pussy, you hide in the chat
How you get money ain't pop no tags
So down bad ain't got no bag
No guala, no nada, no Dolce and Gabbana
She do a trick if you throw her some guala
She boppin' got no father

Go get that guap nigga, do it like you supposed to
All my brothers selling dope, now come here let me dope you
I get that money and sell wishes like a pope do
She got on her knees and gave me head just like a hoe do
I don't wanna talk that long so I ain't gonna hold you
If this shit ain't bout no money, bitch I'm boutta go to
My partner, get guala
Fuck hoes and get some nana
I want Kayla, I want Jayda
Switch the hoe up, really don't matter

Huh woah, don't matter
Huh woah, don't matter
My partner, get guala
Fuck hoes and get some nana
I want Kayla, I want Jayda
Switch the hoe up, really don't matter

DON'T MATTER (prod me)

Lyrics:

I'm not attached, fuck all the feelings I'm back, relax
Could chill now, why don't you?
You see now? I'm on you
Fuck I popped that bean I'm on it, I got my team up on it
Fuck I could chill now, out the way
Get the money I'll have a good day, fuck a bad bitch I love my bae
Hop in the middle, you catching a stray
In the mix that's ew to me, you got a bitch that's ew to me
If I want that girl, I bag it
Ain't take no money, I bag it

How you loving the fashion life? I got you up in the flashing lights
Got a brand new stash of ice, you got a bitch that ain't bad as mine
I'm not attached no more, I make a bad bitch take a back door

Huh oh woah, I'm not attached no more
I mean what I say, ain't acting
I'm kicking her out, get to packing
I'm standing on business, ain't lacking
Got FedEx that's shipping the pack in
And I went all black interior, I'm the best and you niggas inferior
I'm the best and I'm giving them more
Ship the pack out the Honda Accord
Cutting her off cause I'm bored
I don't wanna talk no more
I don't wanna talk no more, you get it, I get it, I'm sure
Out of touch, I ain't giving no more
Out of touch, I ain't giving em' nothing, no nada

Fuck I could chill now, out the way
Get the money I'll have a good day, fuck a bad bitch I love my bae
Hop in the middle, you catching a stray
In the mix that's ew to me, you got a bitch that's ew to me
If I want that girl, I bag it
Ain't take no money, I bag it

ATTACHMENTS (prod. bl4cko + glokmane)

Lyrics:

I put perc up in my soda, get green like Baby Yoda
I'm up, I thought I told ya, and I'm stuffing the green in rubber band
And I buy anything just cause I can, I don't like nobody
Get from beside of me, switching lanes in the Mazi
Bad bitch in Ferrari, fell in love with the Perky Yerky
I get high with the guys, smoke earthy
Smoking trees a lil more earthy
Popping beans a lil berserky
Huh, pop a bean and go berserky
I space out clean like curry
We up now, bitch don't worry

I chilled, and I hung up the Jersey
I ain't dabbling, get a lil dirty
Alley-oop for the gang, a lil 30
Alley-oop for the gang, that's an alley
I forgive, don't forget, that's a tally
Linin' 'em up cross the board, pep rally
Out of state with the gang, I'm in Cali
And you know we get down in the Valley
Push a nigga hairline back like Sally
I put that perc in my soda, get Wally

I put perc up in my soda, get green like Baby Yoda
I'm up, I thought I told ya, and I'm stuffing the green in rubber band
And I buy anything just cause I can, I don't like nobody
Get from beside of me, switching lanes in the Mazi
Bad bitch in Ferrari, fell in love with the Perky Yerky
I get high with the guys, smoke earthy
Smoking trees a lil more earthy
Popping beans a lil berserky
Huh, pop a bean and go berserky
I space out clean like curry
We up now, bitch don't worry

Pop that Perky Yerky
I ain't spending no time like what is the purpose
Tell me why you deserve me
She see me in person, she get a lil nervous
Tell me why you so nervy
You brought her a Benz, it wasn't worth it
Still taking that bitch like Curry

Perky Yerky (prod. bl4cko + 15drttt)

Lyrics: 

Can you take me out of my head?

Can you take me out my mind?
Money make me feel way better
I fell in love with getting that cheddar
And I fell in love with the Maison Margiela
Vivienne Westwood all in my ear
Telling her "Wassgud, can you come here?"
Can you silence the voice I hear?
I can kill all the shit you fear
Can you hold on to my Goyard?
I don't rock reps no more, this Goyard

Fuck I get rid of that bitch and I trash her
I bet reality hit when I smash her
To be honest, I don't wanna trap her
Give that bitch to the gang, I'ma whack her

Ksubi all on the denim, my baby
Turn the heat up on niggas, get crazy
Put the fee on them niggas, get flaky
I put the Z's on y'all boys, y'all lazy
Can you take me out of my head?
If you can't, get left on read
Fuck, can you take me away from the voices?
Tune em' out like background noises
Everything that they saying is comedy
Broke minded, I ain't get that mentality
Switching words can't flip the reality
Still fucked up, finna face fatality
I ain't tryna hear nothing you saying
Stop the games, why the fuck are you playing?
Can you be my peace of mind or not?
You fucking up bad, finna lose your spot
Why you worried about the bitches I got?
Can you take me out of my mind or not?

Can you take me out my mind?
Money make me feel way better
I fell in love with getting that cheddar
And I fell in love with the Maison Margiela
Vivienne Westwood all in my ear
Telling her "Wassgud, can you come here?"
Can you silence the voice I hear?
I can kill all the shit you fear
Can you hold on to my Goyard?
I don't rock reps no more, this Goyard

Fuck I get rid of that bitch and I trash her
I bet reality hit when I smash her
To be honest, I don't wanna trap her
Give that bitch to the gang, I'ma whack her

VOICES (prod. bl4cko)

Lyrics:

Huh, I get the bitch when I'm ready
Smoke gas, I don't take no eddies
Fuck celebrating, I don't need confetti
Hop back in the booth in a jetty
I ain't no rusher, I'm taking it steady
Rolling the gas, feeling like jelly

I know you throwing them subs, woah
Tell me, the fuck is the meaning?
All of my bitches they cutthroat, punish a nigga for treason
Oh woah, and I know you do it for a reason
Locked in with my brother, bleeding
Draco, I just brought the team in
She wanna know what the vibe is, taking that bitch to the evil lair
Don't really know where my mind is, I'm just tryna fuck and I'm just tryna slay her

I do whatever I wanna, you just do the shit if you can
I count up the money, the commas
You fucked up getting no bands
You fucked up making that bitch your only
I keep like three of them on me
You fucked up giving that love and it's phony
Reason I keep like three of them on me

I know you throwing them subs, woah
Tell me, the fuck is the meaning?
All of my bitches they cutthroat, punish a nigga for treason
Oh woah, and I know you do it for a reason
Locked in with my brother, bleeding
Draco, I just brought the team in
She wanna know what the vibe is, taking that bitch to the evil lair
Don't really know where my mind is, I'm just tryna fuck and I'm just tryna slay her

Come on let's go get ready, It's up tonight be ready
I'm up and they throwing confetti, It's all going down in the telly
You know what go down in the telly
You know that I'm down if you let me
On timing, hit up my celly
Fuck, I was just in the mall with the guys
Off shrooms, get a lil high
I was fucked up getting too fried
Where my trophy at? I'm outside
They throwing confetti, you know it's a vibe

Huh, I get the bitch when I'm ready
Smoke gas, I don't take no eddies
Fuck celebrating, I don't need confetti
Hop back in the booth in a jetty
I ain't no rusher, I'm taking it steady
Rolling the gas, feeling like jelly

I know you throwing them subs, woah
Tell me, the fuck is the meaning?
All of my bitches they cutthroat, punish a nigga for treason
Oh woah, and I know you do it for a reason
Locked in with my brother, bleeding
Draco, I just brought the team in
She wanna know what the vibe is, taking that bitch to the evil lair
Don't really know where my mind is, I'm just tryna fuck and I'm just tryna slay her

I do whatever I wanna, you just do the shit if you can
I count up the money, the commas
You fucked up getting no bands
You fucked up making that bitch your only
I keep like three of them on me
You fucked up giving that love and it's phony
Reason I keep like three of them on me

Confetti (prod. bl4cko + mutubeats)

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