Passion: The Mixtape
This mixtape is something I've worked hard on for the last year while using and experimenting with new sounds. I had another tape that I finished that I called "planet gh" that i was teasing but i end up scrapping because I wanted to make sure that I made something I wouldn't regret releasing. Every month or other month my sound evolves and I wanted to show yall my recent work. The title passion comes from my take on making music and just music in general. I don't make music for numbers or money I make music because its my passion and I love the art of music and hiphop, it's what i study 24/7, enjoy the mixtape

Tracklist:
I
Distractions
Bleed The Same
X's & O's
Penthouse ft. Klout
Take Ya Out
Im Onnat ft. JWasabi
Used To It
P.R.O
All On Me
Whatever 2
I Be Cooling
9:43 Am
4 Eyes

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Passion

@thekidbbs on instagram
FTW
F The World
DEO4L

BBSUZUMAKI

##FTW

##FTW (@prodjacobbbb)

bbs szn!

Mode 2

mode 2 (ft. glofromda4 & ckwrld) (jemes)

produced by @goyxrd & @prodby808austin
feat @itssdesiremusic

https://instagram.com/saykayb
https://instagram.com/thekidbbs


you wanna play like the victim like you aint do sum wrong
i fell in love with the way you act but you still doing me wrong
i say kay got b on that with beams on that we sending him gone
i know that its played out, you want me to go
choppa leave him phased out we gon let it go
we gon let it blow, we got draco's
kobe gon slide with a .44
kobe gon slide with a .44, go

i cant smoke no dope
but im still sipping on that doe
and im still clutching with that 4
easy
get on the low we on shoot at ya meezy
i got locked up i was stuck in with beezy
hop in that mf fast b*tch switch lanes
i like to speak for no reason
im the goat
she in this b*tch giving throat
im high in this b*tch of the dro
i can see the f*ck sh*t thru the sco
tell em catch up these niggas be broke
from the booth we throwing up 4
is you gon take the charge or you gon fold
silly n*gga he cap for the hoes
they tryna ride the wave 
ride the wave, they tryna ride the wave
they cant do sh*t like us 
hop in the lamb and the doors go up
hop in the b*tch and i spilled my cup
when they see me they be like wassup

she tryna play me like im clueless
you cant play me, like girl are you stupid
she got my cool ima lose it 
trigger on me i abuse it
baby dont go
i know you want me home
i been busy on the road
im tryna get these bands you know

you wanna play like the victim like you aint do sum wrong
i fell in love with the way you act but you still doing me wrong
i say kay got b on that with beams on that we sending him gone
i know that its played out, you want me to go
choppa leave him phased out we gon let it go
we gon let it blow, we got draco's
kobe gon slide with a .44
kobe gon slide with a .44, go

played out

Played Out! ft. Desire (808austin & Goyxrd)

wms!

all plats

WMS! ft 14VVS (Rafiki & Lambda)

Sun (ft. Glofromda4)

fool

Fool (Dom + Jemes)

instagram.com/thekidbbs

produced by rafiki
mixed by thekidbbs + cayo 
written by thekidbbs + cayo

lyrics:
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin

(I'm on a whole, I'm on a whole)
I'm on a whole nother level, you ain't
Shawty tripping, wanna hold my drac
Amg, new whip, ok
In the burbs, with the gang, eating steak

Huh, better get back for (Better get back for)
Better get back for your kin
I'm losing control (I'm losing control)
Might mess around, crash that benz
Used to ride round, money all around, all I know is how to win (Win, win)
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin

Keep choosing like what do you want (Ok, lets go)
He ain't smoking on no pack, turn him to a pack, now he in the runtz (Woo, woo)
Feel like 2k, cause im winning (Woo, woo)
Like 23, know that we spinning (Woo, woo)
Counting that green, get that spinach
Need to pray to Allah, I keep sinning

Hit up Zay for that pack if you want strong
Run it back, one time
What's up with you, wanna go
My lil jawn bad to the bone, and she cannot leave me alone
Wont go cause I wont fold, Wont go cause i wont fold

Pour up cause I wont fold
We got the lo', so we rush you
Told her take off her clothes cause I'm big bold
Big bank call me threshold
Once I get in your room, I corress you
Glock 40 really stretch you
I cant wait til the day, that I catch you
Tell a broke ass opp play his best move"

And I'm like bitch, "you know you not done with me"
She like "you don't give a fuck, you treat weed like company"
And I told that lil bitch, ian hearing it
With thekidbbs, we aint sparing shit
She gon suck on the dick, like a clarinet
Niggas mad cause I got me a bad bitch 

(I'm on a whole, wont go cause I wont fold, I'm on a whole, Wont go cause I wont fold)
I'm on a whole nother level, you ain't
Shawty tripping, wanna hold my drac
Amg, new whip, ok
In the burbs, with the gang, eating steak

Huh, better get back for (Better get back for)
Better get back for your kin
I'm losing control (I'm losing control)
Might mess around, crash that benz
Used to ride round, money all around, all I know is how to win (Win, win)
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin

Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin (make a play delete him, huh)
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, tell that boy come spin
Say he riding round, he ain't bout nun, huh, make a play delete him, huh

2k23

2k23 ft Cayo

"i be coolin"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by kamau + fr4ud + ohtee
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yeah, yeah, huh
She wanna shop for some Nieman's
But I'm feelin' like a new man
I ball hard, Julian Newman
If they talk crazy better cool it
I be with my brothers and we coolin
And this drac came with a cooling kit
I be, I be

I be stylin' now
I be stylin' know the fit cost a lot
Rollie on me, 20 for the watch
I get that cheese, call me Mr. Countalot
I'm in a trackhawk and I can't stop
He talking crazy on the wrong block
His girl be choosin, picked the wrong thot

I got allem scared once that blick come around
We came with them fives, we tryna knock somebody down
I got allem scared once that blick come around
We came with them fives, we tryna knock somebody down

She wanna shop for some Nieman's
But I'm feelin' like a new man
I ball hard, Julian Newman
If they talk crazy better cool it
I be with my brothers and we coolin
And this drac came with a cooling kit
I be, I be

I be stylin' now
I be stylin' know the fit cost a lot
Rollie on me, 20 for the watch
I get that cheese, call me Mr. Countalot
I'm in a trackhawk and I can't stop
He talking crazy on the wrong block
His girl be choosin, picked the wrong thot

You vibin
You cool or I'm cool
Oh yeah
We gon' set this straight
Workin' day and night
Fasho

passion

i be cooling

i be coolin [prod. kamau + fr4ud + ohtee]

"all on me"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by iluvmori + fr4ud
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yeah, yeah, huh
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever, shawty

Walked down with that bankroll, don't talk to me
You got no sense like Iggy
I got the cents like 50
Whatever we do, it goes
Me and my brothers, we with it
Whenever we go, we go
We go 250

You want some shoes?, get plenty
You want a bag?, let's get it
She want Chanel & Fendi
She want her nails, let's get em
Mhm, mhm
He talk crazy, get rid of him
We push him, over, get up
I'm with my mob, come hit some

Yeah, yeah, huh
You know I could buy whatever
I put on in a Glo Gang sweater
Know I'm ready for smoke forever
Know I'm ready with smoke whenever
Know I hitting them notes forever
Now I'ma be on the road forever, no, no, no

I ball way too hard, don't take no advice from no one (balling)
That boy said he want smoke, but all he got to do is say something
Speak up like what you ain't say nothing
Changed the glasses, I used to wear Ray-Bans
I'ma ball hard like a icon
Got the fit all black like Akon

Walked down with that bankroll, don't talk to me
You got no sense like Iggy
I got the cents like 50
Whatever we do, it goes
Me and my brothers, we with it
Whenever we go, we go
We go 250

You want some shoes?, get plenty
You want a bag?, let's get it (we ain't looking at no tags)
She want Chanel & Fendi
She want her nails, let's get em (let's go)
Mhm, mhm
He talk crazy, get rid of him
We push him, over, get up
I'm with my mob, come hit some (let's go)

Yeah, huh
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever, shawty (buy whatever)

Yeah, huh (We blessed baby)
You know I could buy whatever
You know I could buy whatever (balling)
You know I could buy whatever (buy whatever)
You know I could buy whatever (we ain't looking at no tags)
You know I could buy whatever, shawty (let's go)

whatever 2

whatever 2 [prod. iluvmori + fr4ud]

top remix #feellikeuzi

"p.r.o"
Performed by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Produced by m4tthew + tarzan
Mixed by thekidbbs + m4tthew + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

I know you wanna see what them bags like
Go and fuck it, I upped this and get racks, right
Take you to raf tonight, you'll get a bag tonight
I wanna go spend this shit, like it's my last tonight

Prada, Rick Owen
Already know where we going
Still having some motion
Say the word and I'll blow this on you
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Say the word and I'll blow it
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Mhm, hmm (bbs)

Middle fingers to em all, I know
I ain't see your call, I know
This bag I got, get taller though
So I get you that Prada though
You love it when I'm on your phone
You love when I'm on your body, though
Put you in them new Rick Owens, your body got Prada on

You want it, we spend it all
Bands on my body, babe, without em, I have withdrawals
Short, but I got big racks on me, so I feel too tall (working day & night)
Got way too many bad jawns on my line, but I can't cuff em all

I know you wanna see what them bags like
Go and fuck it, I upped this and get racks, right
Take you to raf tonight, you'll get a bag tonight
I wanna go spend this shit, like it's my last tonight

Prada, Rick Owen
Already know where we going
Still having some motion
Say the word and I'll blow this on you
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen
Say the word and I'll blow it
Prada, Prada, Rick Owen

We approach shit
Let's get it going

I got diamonds all on me
I got what?
(I got diamonds, I got diamonds)
Nah, nah, I don't think they got the message (okay)
I got diamonds all on me
Say it louder
(I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds, I got diamonds all on)

p.r.o

p.r.o ft. m4tthew [prod. m4tthew + tarzan]

i dont know your name (olly)

"California"
Performed by thekidbbs & lance londyn
Written by thekidbbs & lance londyn
Produced by Lance Londyn & Olly
Original Song: "California Girls" by Lance Londyn

(𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦)
My California girl, matching with Miami
We're from two separate worlds, but you're the only one who understands me
But you're California grown, stuck in the California ways
You don't wanna do this all alone

(𝘣𝘣𝘴)
Mhm, mhm, huh
I'm in your city, I'll push up on you
I got that good gas in my lungs, came straight from California
392, when I'm ridin' in a scat, in Georgia

All I know is that I, all I know is that I
I can't fold for you, all I know is that I
All I know is that, I hit my
target deadeye

Two bands
Two bands, turns to four
Four turns to eight, you know,
Fly as hell, all in my coat, I look just like an Eskimo,
Try to play me one time, baby, then, you gotta go

No, but this ain't nothin' new to me, spent 500 on jewelry
I'm chillin', she accusing me
Know I got that tool on me, that five on me, that .223
A nigga play, get sent to god, my young niggas creep up that street

I got like way too many hoes, all on my phone, and I can't change that
I call your phone, I ain't on bullshit, you better hit me ASAP
Huh, uh


I'm in your city, I'll push
I'm in your city, I'll push
I'm in your city, I'll push up on you
I got that good gas in my lungs, came straight from California
392, when I'm ridin' in a scat, in Georgia

All I know is that I, all I knowis that I
I can't fold for you, all I know is that I
All I know is that, I hit my
target deadeye

(Mhm, hmm)
All I know is that, I got a pocket full of cash, and they all dead guys (Mhm, hmm, mhm, hmm)
(Mhm, hmm)

All I know is that I, all I know is that I
I can't fold for you, all I know is that I
All I know is that, I hit my
target deadeye

california

california (olly + lance)

"9:43 am"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by rioleyva + olly
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yall be too fugazee, keep on 14 on me like Shae-leigh (ou, woah, woah)
Turn me up, don't turn me down (ou, woah)
Stay in the bitty, ian never leaving the city (yeah, yeah)

I might just crash the whip, get a new one with a new bag
And my new jawn she too bad, walk in balenci, spend two racks
In the whip, pluto, I'm too fast, all of my old jawns in the past
I got like 20 in the stash, count up like ten more racks

I get a bag for you, I get a bag for you
You want a bag, I'll get it for you
I pay the tax for you, pick up the tags for you
Balenci bags for you, but I won't go out bad for you, nah

I do the most, I got like fives jawns, eastside, westside coast
You want me to lock in with you, and stop fucking with these hoes
And without this music, know I'm safe for life, I don't got to boast

I might just crash the whip, get a new one with a new bag
And my new jawn she too bad, walk in balenci, spend two racks
In the whip, pluto, I'm too fast, all of my old jawns in the past
I got like 20 in the stash, count up like ten more racks

I might just crash the whip, get a new one with a new bag
And my new jawn she too bad, walk in balenci, spend two racks
In the whip, pluto, I'm too fast, all of my old jawns in the past
I got like 20 in the stash, count up like ten more racks

I get a bag for you, I get a bag for you
You want a bag, I'll get it for you
I pay the tax for you, pick up the tags for you
Balenci bags for you, but I won't go out bad for you, nah

Got too many from the south side, got too many from the north side
I take the best for a ride, clean up the block like it's tide
I'm rocking all number nine, I'm seeing all dollar signs
And you know it takes some time, I might just pimp my ride

Ain't no wasting time on me, no time on me, got a bag every day of the week
You know I got two on me, bad jawns on me, shoot my shot, you would think I'm Leek
Ain't no wasting time on me, no time on me, got a bag every day of the week
You know I got two on me, bad jawns on me, shoot my shot, you would think I'm Leek

Posted with my slimes, Rameir in the cut with me
I got 14 on me, shoot it like I'm Shae-leigh
Bad hoes, they love me, feel like Seem they can't play me
I told Kayden "hit the gas", if these niggas tryna race me, uh

What time is it?
It's like 9:43 in the morning
I wasn't even trying
Just a lil warmup for real, yeah, just a lil warmup

9:43 am

9:43 am [prod. olly + rioleyva]

"won't let you"
Performed by thekidbbs
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by olly

#passion otw

wont let you [prod. olly]

"all on me"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by kamau + wtfriko
Mixed by tthekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

My lil' brother don't
My lil' brother don't go for that
I'm that nigga with way too
I'm that nigga with way too many racks
They thought I was m.I.a, I'm in the bank tryna get me like five stacks
Wopo got hoes in the back, back
Guapo, they tryna fuck me for that

I got diamonds all on me, I got your hoe all on me
And my niggas know I'm ballin, Call my lil' hoe Darling (balling)
Tryna play with me, you stalling
Cause she know that I got it on me
CP3, she will not get a ring
I ball hard, and she like that I sing
I ball hard, and she like that (let's go)

Take you to places you ain't never been before
If you got smoke gas, baby, I got hella dope, ha
And I know what you want from me, yeah, yeah (oh, yeah)

Top floor, kickin' it, y'all niggas, ain't fuckin' with me still
Grown hoe want me, pay her heat bills
Why this hoe keep on beggin' for me still?
I'ma boss in this shit, feel like Meek Mill
Three a.m, she wanna come over, get drilled
She a bop, let her bop on her knees still
Cold outside, where the heater?, feel like Dreamville

My lil' brother don't
My lil' brother don't go for that
I'm that nigga with way too
I'm that nigga with way too many racks
They thought I was m.I.a, I'm in the bank tryna get me like five stacks
Wopo got hoes in the back, back
Guapo, they tryna fuck me for that

I got diamonds all on me, I got your hoe all on me (ha, ha)
And my niggas know I'm ballin, Call my lil' hoe Darling
Tryna play with me, you stalling
Cause she know that I got it on me
CP3, she will not get a ring
I ball hard, and she like that I sing
I ball hard, and she like that

Oh yeah
Fasho
Let's go

all on me

all on me [prod. kamau + wtfriko]

"distractions"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs +donmarco
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

They done said I done fell off a few times
Still ain't get out my bag
I still ain't lose my passion
Running it like it was track
White tee on for the fashion

I really do it no acting, ya'll just be cappity-cappin
Twin got that blick on him, yeah, and Zay be ready to blast it
I don't care about that cap, ya'll be saying, on God, I be ready for action
I still ain't lose my passion

I gotta stop fucking with all these hoes, cause all of these hoes distractions
I gotta put that shit on my goals, and stop fucking on my practice
It's me and my guys against the world, so why we split these fractions
And I get high, to hide from the world, I'm tired of showing reactions

Niggas gon' bop their head, but they ain't gon' listen to what I say
I don't beef, my brother do, you can take it up with Zay
I go up, and you niggas don't, I know you feel a way, no

They done said I done fell off a few times
Still ain't get out my bag
I still ain't lose my passion
Running it like it was track
White tee on for the fashion

I really do it no acting, ya'll just be cappity-cappin
Twin got that blick on him, yeah, and Zay be ready to blast it
I don't care about that cap, ya'll be saying, on God, I be ready for action
I still ain't lose my passion, white tee on for the fashion

Yo
Mixtape of the year (yo, no distractions)
We got hits for everybody
This ain't a one time thing
We doubling down
Fuck that we tripling down (say that)
I love you philly, this shit 4-

distractions [prod. turro]

"penthouse"
Performed by thekidbbs + klout + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + klout + donmarco
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs+  klout + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

I don't even know how to start it off
I don't even know

I take you out
This a young nigga lifestyle in this penthouse (that's us)
I spend hella money, look like I got a dope house
If it ain't money, I'ma switch you out, next route

Niggas hatin' on me, what you talkin' bout
Big gas, I smoke, cause allI smoke is loud
Hit your phone like, bae, i'm in the a, come meet me at the south, no, no
Trackhawk engine running, you can't catch me now, woah

Old hoes mad at me, new hoes too stuck up
If nigga ain't talkin' bout cheese, tell him shut the fuck up (that's on me)
Niggas on they ass, nigga get a bag, nigga get your bucks up, yeah

If it ain't nothing bout the cheese, don't hit my phone up
I'm tired of givin' these hoes my number, they blowing my phone up
Yeah, I'm known for running these racks, nigga, every summer
If she ain't fuckin' with Lil' bbs, then thats a bummer, on god

Swear to god man
I don't know how to start it off
I don't need even know
I got it now
Let's go

I take you out
This a young nigga lifestyle in this penthouse
I spend hella money, look like I got a dope house
If it ain't money, I'ma switch you out, next route

You're not talkin' bands, what we talkin' bout? (who on our floor?)
I give BBS the drac and he gon' walk you down
We turned the penthouse to a trap house (penthouse)
She don't wanna talk like we can talk it out

And I'm runnin' up the racks like a cash cow
All I smoke is gas, you can smell it loud (ha, ha)
She don't wanna fuck, tell her get out
All you smell is gas in the penthouse

All you smell is gas, smell is gas
All you smell is gas in the penthouse (pressure makes diamonds)
All you smell is gas, all you smell is gas (we shining bright baby)
All you smell is gas in the penthouse

Say your peace
From bbs to you
Drop that twin


penthouse

penthouse ft. klout [prod. turro]

"used to it"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by olly + s3v3ntheavan
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

She all on me, yeah
I know she coming closer
I know she rockin' with me in the team, whenever she wanna come over
C'mon

She say I'm goin' crazy and I seem wild, I know she ain't used to my lifestyle
I walk in the bank and I came with like five, I walked out that jawn with like ten thousand
I know they been hatin' on me for a while, I know they been biting on my style
Free my brothers, tell them to let them boys out, If they try to get me, take it to the trial

She be sayin' x.o, x.o, x.o, x.o, I was so quick to x her out
They ain't even getting no peso, peso, peso, they ain't got nothin' to speak about
My pockets be on caseoh, caseoh, caseoh, cause my pockets like to eat out
I walk in this jawn like ksoo, ksoo, ksoo, I might just clear the whole room out

Come on, I might just put some gold grills in my mouth
I might just put some gold grills in my mouth
I'm with my brothers, today we out
I got some brothers from north to south
If you ain't my brother, ain't hearin' you out

If you ain't my slime, ian hearing you out
Yeah, I gotta go do a show, I'll hit your phone as soon as I'm out
Huh, you wanna go do a feature with me then you gotta pay the amount
She must not be used to my, no, no
Come on (come on)

She say I'm goin' crazy and I seem wild, I know she ain't used to my lifestyle
I walk in the bank and I came with like five, I walked out that jawn with like ten thousand
I know they been hatin' on me for a while, I know they been biting on my style
Free my brothers, tell them to let them boys out, If they try to get me, take it to the trial

She all on me, yeah
I know she coming closer
I know she rockin' with me in the team, whenever she wanna come over

We ain't done yet
Ain't cuttin' no corners
It's hard work
BBS
I'm the chosen one

used to it

used to it [prod. olly x s3v3ntheaven]

"bleed the same"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

FourL
Mhm, mhm, huh
Five thousand on her, ten thousand on me
Spend a bag and get it back, I make it look lovely
Mr. I cannot go back, niggas biting on the swag
Five thousand in the whip, ten thousand in the jag (We a different breed)
You spent that on your li ho?, now you going out sad (Cmon)
I just hit that bankroll, okay

I just get that bankroll and leave, okay
You is not my brother, you don't bleed the same as me, huh
You can't eat up off of me, I'm just tryna get my bag, they tryna leach up off of me
No, you can't ride next to me, you can't hop inside this seat
I'm tryna make my rocks look big as hell so I feel just like Jay-Z, I'm tryna, huh

My diamonds gon shine like rocks when I'm in the building, you can't stop the feeling
I fell in love with my favorite hoe, yeah she the only one I'm feeling
I'm in that hellcat, doing donuts, R.I.P to J-Dilla
Call up Zay, he my main hitter, if you play with me, then he'll get right with you

When I spit, I spit
Twin spent two bands on ricks
She cannot get a kid
Put that on my kids & ion even got no kids
She like the way I live, all of my hoes is rich

Holdup (We don't bleed the same, go, we don't bleed the same, go)
I just hit that bankroll (We don't bleed the same, no, you're not my brother, man)
I just hit that bankroll, okay
I just get that bankroll and leave, okay
You is not my brother, you don't bleed the same as me, huh

(We don't bleed the same, go, we don't bleed the same, go)
We a different breed (We don't bleed the same, no, you're not my brother, man)
Can't find no one like us out here, don't try it, we gon cross you out (We don't bleed the same, no we don't bleed the same, no, no, no)

It's a love letter to my
To my haters, my lovers
This is why were gonna call this x and o's
B.B.S knows man
He knows how much yall support him and keep him going

bleed the same

bleed the same [prod. turro]

"lim onnat"
Performed by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Produced by kashmovere + dreamz + fr4ud + ohtee
Mixed by thekidbbs + jwasabi + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Oh yeah

Soon as I walk in, if she bad, I'm on it (been on that)
Up until five in the morning, I be up early recording
Ain't talking bout money, I'm snoring
I come when the storm hit, I go when the war end
I like em classy & boring (fasho)

Please don't feel too entitled
We got them rocs like tidal
6:16, I live for survival
I got some brothers in Johnny's & Strikers, pushin' it like it's their item
I got a B in my name like the Actor, but I'm still balling like Michael

Go to Paris, I'm tryna meet the Eiffel
I don't care bout your crew, I don't like em
I just walk in the booth, I don't write em
I meant to hit your phone up before, I'm sorry I forgot to write you
Who do it the best? yeah, I do
When I'm back in the west, I'll see you
But until then, I'm movin' idle

I done met most of my idols
I remember I was viral
I'm probably my only rival (oh yeah)
Now she waitin' just for my arrival
I need them plaques like Pitbull
I got them wings like Red Bull
Speak on my name, I ain't hearing you
Me and twins scammin' off fanduel

We not in Hollywood, why you actin?
Your nigga down bad, tragic
He say he give a tool, but I don't believe him, I'ma have to inspect that gadget
Hate when niggas be fake flexin' and don't really have it, havin' pennies like magic (it's hard work)
And she fuck with my swag, fashion
He not addin' up, I'ma subtract him

Me and twin pop out, we the shit
No, I can't spend a dime on that bitch
Me and B.B.S been goin' hard for a minute, I think we forgot how to miss
Okay, I'm finna call up bro, he gon send me a pack, now I'm fried as shit (balling)
She so bad that I got to hit, but after I'm done, I'm not paying a tip, on god

Soon as I walk in, if she bad, I'm on it
Up until five in the morning, I be up early recording
Ain't talking bout money, I'm snoring
I come when the storm hit, I go when the war end
I like em classy & boring

Huh, I wasn't even taking it serious
I was just having funny, haha (been onnat)
Bbs, go, go, go, go, go
Thinkin I'm new to this, haha
I got it now

im onnat

im onnat ft. jwasabi [prod. kashmovere + dreamz + fr4ud + ohtee]

"x's & o's"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by vtmns
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Soon as I
Soon as I
Soon as I park the big body, I'ma have them mad fasho
Soon as I walked in with my gang, you would think I'm G.I Joe
As soon as I stayed on my p's & q's, while she texted x & o's

And I came in
With all my guys yo
We came to ride yo
My bags, a lot of those
And we got a lot of chips
That I ain't even touch yet, I ball hard now they upset
Big dog yeah, I feel like a vet
Don't hit my line, just shoot me a text

I'm on the road
I'm doing shows, I'm already knowing
That girl ain't yours, that girl ain't yours
You know she going
Just for the team
Just for the team, cause we got motion
These racks on me, they in my jeans, I hope you notice

I'm posted with my twin, we Zack & Cody, yeah
If I pull up in designer it's hard to focus, yeah
I might dub her, never mind her, for my brodie, yeah
I might pull up in a red, you think I'm Otis, yeah, cmon

I stay on my p's & q's, she texting me x & o's (That's why we're gonna call this one x & o's)
She said that I'm number 1, I ball hard like Derrick Rose

Soon as I
Soon as I (D.o.n)
Soon as I park the big body, I'ma have them mad fasho
Soon as I walked in with my gang, you would think I'm G.I Joe
As soon as I stayed on my p's & q's, while she texted x & o's

And I came in
With all my guys yo
We came to ride yo
My bags, a lot of those
And we got a lot of chips
That I ain't even touch yet, I ball hard now they upset
Big dog yeah, I feel like a vet
Don't hit my line, just shoot me a text

All you smell is gas, smell is gas
All you smell is gas in the penthouse
All you smell is gas, all you smell is gas
All you smell is gas in the penthouse

Who on our floor?, that's us (all you smell is gas, smell is gas)
Penthouse (all you smell is gas in the penthouse)
We gon put the whole team on, that's on me (all you smell is gas, all you smell is gas)
That's on bbs
Swear to god man

x's & o's

x's & o's [prod. vtmns]

"i"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by vtmns
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yall tuning in to the greatest (They know bbs a problem wait til I drop this mixtape)
Don bbs (Ian even dropping no album yeah)
(I got a passion you ain't got no passion why you rapping?)

I speed off in that jeep I got my twin my bro there
My brother stay with that heat cause he say he got colder
I'll take you overseas and stay like three like Odell
My advice isstop playing with me cause you do not wanna go there

I (I)
Stay on greenlight (I)
Known for burning them tires
I like to cut off ties and let you go (I)
I had to make my mind
I like to pimp my rides
I gotta feed my guys just to let you know

Bbs we coming back (Yeah come on let's go yeah)
I like to count all blues on me ion wanna see no green in it
I know what I got to do homie switch the swag and get a new image
And I ball hard ian Ben Simmons if I get you a bag what you doing with it?

Mhm she said she geeking off of pink whitney
Mhm they showing love up in my city (We gotta turn up the city)
Ima slide back after nighttime
5:30 in the morning gotta get the right time (That's on me)

Called my phone ian answer? call the right line
Hit my phone up twice and I might just hit decline (Yo)
Dnd on me that bitch like pnd on me
I'm pushing p not psd

I only speak that guapanese I got them racks I hope you see
And if I take her out to saks fifth she only want double c
I see her copying all my adlibs she just wanna be like me
And we gon see who goes the fastest I'm pushing on this red key yeah (Go)

I (I)
Stay on greenlight (I)
Known for burning them tires
I like to cut off ties just to let you know (I)
I had to make my mind
I like to pimp my rides
I gotta feed my guys just to let you know (We gon put the whole team on)

There's one thing they're gon remember
That's bbs I stand on it
Monumental historical
We gon keep the momentum going
Welcome to distractions
Don't get distracted now
We gotta turn up the city
I believe in you and everyone else

i [prod. vtmns]

"4 eyes"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by kozine + dxvi
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

We ain't done yet
Mhm mhm
You could never snake me cause I got four eyes (say it louder)
You can never snake me cause I got four eyes
Jumped out two deep all you seen was four eyes (let's go)

I'm on drive rodeo I don't play fair like Rodeo
I'm in the bank just like I'm Cayo
I raise hell man not no (come on)
I raise hell man not no mayo
It's my birthday blow me a candle
I got too motion I'm fly
I got too many hoes to handle

This new ARP came with a camo
Twin got the trigger it came with extendos
Tint on the whip just lower the windows
I tell a hoes just lower your tone
My twin slide in the back off Indigo
All I see is greenlight go
She a fiend for me I know (fasho)

I'm with my twins they be my bros KBR they be my bros
I might let her ride in a spaceship bad hoes love to ride in the Rolls
I ball hard like I'm in the NBA might let her drive the boat
These hoes think I'm throwin' gang signs Cause my niggas got them fours

Money counter add it up add it up just add it up
Tell a bad bitch come back it up come back it up come back it up
My young niggas stackin' up they stackin' up they stackin' up
My young niggas got that cheese on bucks
Lil' nigga play Zay send him up

I got four eyes four eyes four eyes and a four nick tucked
I got my brother leave a nigga blow dried if a nigga want afro puffs
Now look at my hoe she so damn bad she so damn bad get a double r truck
These niggas they lame as hell they switching up tell them young niggas that its up it's fuck em

Nigga wanna diss on me it's fuck em
All my hoes they bad they fucking (ha ha)
I ball hard like I play at Rutgers
Stand on my money I'm tall Tim Duncan
She wanna get to the crib she rushin'
I like em black I ain't doin' no Russians
I call up Zay get that ARP bustin
That ARP bustin' that ARP bustin' on god

We gon set this straight
The chosen one

4 eyes

4 eyes [prod. kozine + dxvi]

https://youtu.be/oo6TDiSV41s?si=RdxXh6D-Y54AvbpZ

"take ya out"
Performed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Written by thekidbbs + donmarco
Produced by olly + lamerre
Mixed by thekidbbs + donmarco
Mastered by thekidbbs

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no history between me and her, but I might take her out
And this trackhawk get to moving, I might take ya out
Play with us, you know we'll do it, we might take ya out, huh

And I move just like the president, like too much clout
And my brother way too geeked, that boy he on the clouds
And my jawns too out your league, and you can't get em now
And you can't get em later, bad jawns, all flavors

Soon as I get in, I hit that gas pedal, mhm
Racks on my lil dream team, I got a (gold medal, mhm)
She know ima go hard, cause i'm a (go getter, mhm)
Tried to play me like a fool but you should know better, yeah

(Eastside, why she think she being mine)
Huh, eastside, why she think she being mine
In the trackhawk, baby, you know i'm too devine
I'll have you too lost, tryna catch up, when you know i'm fine

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no history between me and her, but I might take her out
And this trackhawk get to moving, I might take ya out
Play with us, you know we'll do it, we might take ya out, huh

Ain't no history between me and her, but I might take her out
And this trackhawk get to moving, I might take ya out
Play with us, you know we'll do it, we might take ya out, huh

And I move just like the president, like too much clout
And my brother way too geeked, that boy he on the clouds
And my jawns too out your league, and you can't get em now
And you can't get em later, bad jawns, all flavors

BBS
Mixtape of the year, yo

take ya out (VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION) [prod. olly + lamerre]

"at the top 8"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

at the top 8 [prod. turro]

"can't tell me nothing"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

No, this ain't nothing to me
Everyday like summer to me
I don't trust you, its something to you

The way I, the way I put, huh
The way I put this swag on, now they gon' copy me, uh-huh
Might put her in them rick owens, and she get prada jeans
People that know they ain't know me, sayin they proud of me, okay

I ball way too hard, I feel like a prodigy
I feel like im Tune, when i'm in that lamb truck, who gon' stop me
Tie my dreads to the back of my head, I'm ready if you got a problem with me
Said what I said, and I meant what I say, you ain't getting no apology

I'm stacking all my cheese, with all my bro's, I swear it's Monopoly
I gotta keep my distance, I gotta go, if she thinkin' bout lockin' me
Swear as soon as I get in, I get my flow, I swear this the proper me
I swear so many years, they still can't go and tell me who toppin' me

She got Lulu all up on her body, I been on LV
I can't remember her name, to save my life, I think it's Kelsey
You'll probably get on the stand and point everybody out, Asap Relly
Slide in the DMs, I'm too smooth with it, I'm smooth like jelly

She wanna be my BM, I'm like, no shorty, no, you can't be
And they hate on me, I don't see em, I be like, nah, like how you tell me
And I swear i'd hate to be em, if you ain't on my side, it ain't healthy
And I swear I feel like TM, cause I got 88, you can't tell me nothing no

I'm stacking all my cheese, with all my bro's, I swear it's Monopoly
I gotta keep my distance, I gotta go, if she thinkin' bout lockin' me
Swear as soon as I get in, I get my flow, I swear this the proper me
I swear so many years, they still can't go and tell me who toppin' me

b4passion

can't tell me nothing

can't tell me nothing [prod. turro]

"look easier"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

All black trucks, when we slide through
She is not my type, but we could vibe too
You gon' keep coming back just like a drive-thru
Everything that I say just know don't apply to you

I get too much guap for me to confide in you
They said I move like the president, I don't rock diamonds too, mhm, huh
I got braces, want a diamond tooth
I see they fakin, but I ride for you
I see the snakes, but I'm blinded, too
You not mines, So I lied to you

Speed off in a hellcat, make it look easier
She know I'm a star, I'm feelin' like Bebier, yeah
I ball hard every season, yeah
My brother still stay cheifing, yeah
We dem boyz, Wiz Khalifa, yeah

I don't know your name, okay
I got some guap in the safe, okay
She wanna come today, today
I got to do some, wait, wait
I gotta get some pape, pape
She like the swag, okay, okay
I'm in my bag, okay, okay
You ain't got sauce, there's no way

All black trucks, when we slide through
She is not my type, but we could vibe too
You gon' keep coming back just like a drive-thru
Everything that I say just know don't apply to you

I get too much guap for me to confide in you
They said I move like the president, I don't rock diamonds too, mhm, huh
I got braces, want a diamond tooth
I see they fakin, but I ride for you
I see the snakes, but I'm blinded, too
You not mines, So I lied to you

look easier

look easier [prod. turro]

"outside"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro + turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

Ha, yeah, yeah, turn me up, okay

I rock my fit, my fit amazing
If it ain't bout the guap, I can't hear what you sayin
She is not my mine, yeah, I don't do no savin
She could not be mine, yeah, she been in rotation
Clock that 9 to 5, we'll be outside, we'll be waitin
They said they outside, we was outside, we was waitin

That's on everything, my favorite one want a wedding ring
One & i'm done, then i'm out of the ring
I'm havin' fun, my diamonds they bling
The baddest ones, you better go bring
Shoot from the top of the key or the wing
She better not lie to me on my name, she bet not lie
I'm in the trackhawk, ride with my guys

Thinking you better then me, is you high?
I want my permit, I'm ready to drive
I'd teach you something, if you one of mines
But we know you're not, your just for the guys
I'm just tryna chill, i'm just tryna vibe
They thinking they biggie, they ready to die
Get right for ride, I'm ready to slide if you ready or not

I'm ready, I'm ready,  I'm ready, okay
My guap come in, that's fetty okay
I get to that sugar, spaghetti, okay
You chosed your side, right in my face
If she was mine, I'd prada her on the face
I'm first in line, in the lotto, okay
She seen me, I was blind, out of my way
They getting outta line, try to copy the wave

They tryna copy
I might just fold her, call her oragami
Look at my pockets, they look like Kehlani
You see how I run it, i'm telling you something
I might just fold her, call her oragami
Look at my pockets, they look like Kehlani
You see how I run it, i'm telling you something 

I rock my fit, my fit amazing
If it ain't bout the guap, I can't hear what you sayin
She is not my mine, yeah, I don't do no savin
She could not be mine, yeah, she been in rotation
Clock that 9 to 5, we'll be outside, we'll be waitin
They said they outside, we was outside, we was waitin

And I know they, they won't slide, no, no
These racks on me, I'm freezin' time, no, no
You ain't my twin, you ain't my slime, no, no
I don't care how rich I get, I'll still count dimes, no, no
Yeah

outside

outside [prod. turro x bl4cko]

"do the math 2"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

Lil bro he done dropped his flag, I heard they get bad homie
I don't like no disrespect, I'll get you gone fast, homie, 
I know they gon feel a way, how I did that dash, homie, 
Pockets hella fat, okay
You can do the math on it, yeah

If balenciaga's cost an arm and a leg
I wouldn't have no limbs, for real

I'm tryna spend with my gang, i'm tryna stack my racks up
And i'm still tryna get paid
She said i'm an animal, that's why they ride my wave (Ride my wave, i'm a shark whole time)
They hate on me, it's pityful, but I can't stop today

I, I, let that bag talk for me
I don't even speak the same language, I let that math get taught to me
And I don't even like explanations, you get cutoff fast from me
My twin said he want him a jet
Twin wanna drive so fast, just like me, so I told him cop him a vette

Speak my name, they blastin' for me, yeah
Speak my name, that's blasphemy
My pockets glow like vaseline
Yeah, you bad, you bad for me
All of my (woo) they mad at me

You can't even get past TSA, so you can't get past me
I be pullin' up with my twins, posted, Liv & Maddie
I be just like 2 * 5, so I put them baddies
Escalade & CTS-V, I push a caddy

All my cheese, I stack up, you can never have it
All my jawns be bad, yeah, so I call em savages
All my opps got bad luck, they cannot get past us
250 for that lamb truck, we might spend this bag on it

Lil bro he done dropped his flag, I heard they get bad homie
I don't like no disrespect, I'll get you gone fast, homie, 
I know they gon feel a way, how I did that dash, homie, 
Pockets hella fat, okay
You can do the math on it, yeah

do the math 2 [prod. turro]

"lemme show you"
Performed by thekidbbs 
Written by thekidbbs 
Produced by turro
Mixed by thekidbbs 
Mastered by thekidbbs

Now slow it down
I gotta get this guap, so now they know it now
I got stack my cheese up, so they know it now
I gotta stack my cheese up, so they know

I could make a bag from home
I could make a bag at this show right now
Twin saying the word and we gon blow
I could count it up before I go

Huh, I could run it up
Lemme show you how, lemme show you how
Lemme show you
I got the brothers from each side
I'm switching the gears on each ride
We don't crash out on ig live

I'd rather just show you, show you what we do on our side
I'm not the one with the mob ties, twin say the word and its tada
He ain't getting guap, no, he ain't getting guap, nada 
We cook him like pot roast, then after that, it's not my problem

I gotta go ghost
Don't say that you tired of my lows, cause I've been sick of your highs
I see suprise in demise, I see they despising me
I got my brothers in mind, huh, you know they gon slide for me
You know they gon ride for me, yeah, yeah

Huh, I could run it up
Lemme show you how, lemme show you how
Lemme show you
I got the brothers from each side
I'm switching the gears on each ride
We don't crash out on ig live
I'd rather just show you

I could make a bag from home
I could make a bag at this show right now
Twin saying the word and we gon blow
I could count it up before I go

Show you what we do on our side, i'd rather just show you
Lemme show you how, lemme show you
Lemme show you how, i'd rather just show you
Lemme show you how, lemme show you

bbs

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