Prod. Kycc <3 She is beautiful In every way possible

All On Me? (Prod Me)

Real MULA.. Magic City OTW!!!
Vocals & Mixing by me 
Producer (Bl4cko)

Lyrics -

She wanna vibe with a real nigga
She wanna vibe with a real nigga
She wanna go out and vibe 
She wanna go out and vibe

Now shawty wanna vibe with a real nigga
When she get up out the club imma kill nigga 
And I dont give a fuck how you feel nigga
Hate being around all you field niggas
Take time to get around the hill nigga
Got bitches thats gon crack the seal with em
You got hoes thats out drunk to get noticed
Said they did it for love but whats the real motive

Now you dropping your drawls and you ain't even sober
And you live with your mom so why she even over
Now you say you in love but you ain't even know her
Got new cashout and I ain't getting older
Cause its too many bitches thats under the sea
Cant waste my time with one hoe thats the thing
Niggas will chat while they watching your feed
Niggas stay leeching they sipping your drink

That nigga stay leeching, ah yeah
We fucking till the evening, ah yeah
Why this bitch say she need it, ah yeah
Cause shawty be fiending cause you know its magical
Dick her down then I gotta go
Disappear like Geronimo
I ain't even mean to go and take your soul
But you the one who ain't wanna take it slow

Magic city bitch
Magic city shit

Cashout (prod. bl4cko)

Tabs at Hallow3een Horror Nights\ ?? yea or nahhh???? (⊙ _◎))_

Loko(prod. Orenzy)

Mhm (prod.vrtex)

produced by martonxzy
ig: @Derricksxowhaa
prod ig: @martonxzy

i need u prod martonxzy

mixing: @vzeefr
lyrics: @vzeefr
beat: @prod.18
artist: @vzeefr


OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS, LINKS IN BIO !

Chorus:

Now These Hoes Wanna Ride Witcha (Yup)
Fuck Her Once And I’m Done Witcha (Yup)
If That Hoe Call You Her Lover, Will She Do The Time Witcha? (Yup)
Hang With Certified Killers (Yup)
And We All Tryna Touch A Million (Yup)
When I Blow Up, Rock The Show, I Need More Than 5 Figures
Man, That Shit Out My Control (Yup)
Me And That Hoe Like Maka, Soul (Yup)
And I Get Straight To The Bag (Yup)
Count That Pape', Don’t Let It Fold (Yup)
Man, I Love Countin' This Cash
Hundred Bills, New Or Old (Yup)
And I Got Love For My Brothers, Cause My Brothers Never Sold

(Oh)

Verse:

Worried 'Bout Shit Else (Yup)
Man, These Hoes Expensive
Don’t Want Pradas, They Want Chanels (Yup)
That Boy Don’t Got Guala, He Got Nada
Man, I Could Tell (Yup)
Play 'Round With My Brother, With My Brother, We Gon' Raise Hell (Yup)
We Ain’t Talked In A Minute, How You Doin'? Hope You Been Well (Yup)
Tell Me That You Miss Me, Changed My Phone, Hit My New Cell (Yup)
Back Then We Was Fucking, We Was Fucking, Made That Bitch Yell (Yup)
Man, I Love To Roll Up, Motorola, Man, That Shit Smell (Yup)
That Girl Want Me, She Want Me To Stay
Told Me She Wouldn’t Rather Have It Another Way
I Know It’s Been A Minute Since I’ve Been Away
How 'Bout Today?
Let’s Link Today
Fuck Your Friends, They Just Get In The Way
Maka And Soul, Yeah, You Told Me The Same
We Get High But We Gon' Be Ok, Gon' Be Ok

(Whoa)

Chorus:

Now These Hoes Wanna Ride Witcha (Yup)
Fuck Her Once And I’m Done Witcha (Yup)
If That Hoe Call You Her Lover, Will She Do The Time Witcha? (Yup)
Hang With Certified Killers (Yup)
And We All Tryna Touch A Million (Yup)
When I Blow Up, Rock The Show, I Need More Than 5 Figures
Man, That Shit Out My Control (Yup)
Me And That Hoe Like Maka, Soul (Yup)
And I Get Straight To The Bag (Yup)
Count That Pape', Don’t Let It Fold (Yup)
Man, I Love Countin' This Cash (Yup)
Hundred Bills, New Or Old (Yup, Yup)

(Oh)

Damn.

Maka &Soul ! (Prod. TrueTune)

see the world shift like my eyes close
50 years can pass and i still wouldn't know yeah oh
and i’m tryna take us really slow
cuz yeah i really like you and i know it'll unfold
all the days are passing and it makes feel real cold
I’m trying to find a way to make me feel again as whole
and this pink oxycotin staring right into my soul
wonder if i wanna die then why the fuck i do it for

leave it in the past
turn into a man
it’s only move in motion 
i was up drinking potion

leave it in the past 
there is no turning back 
there is no turning back
there is no turning back


Cashing these checks since like 15,
(do yah?) Mess with me cause of the issey?
(She!) She popped she thought that she missed me
But you ain’t really already knew me
like you ain’t new me
just like a movie, she living life through me 
shit get tragic 
it come with hash in it 
coffin what’s happenin 
i beat up the activist 
i got this shit packin 
i beat his ass after this 
’m too good im sick of this 
i’m sick of this bitch
let’s go worldwide
bonnie and clyde 
off of the bean
it’s a surprise 

let’s have a ménage 
man she thick as minaj 
i don’t fuck with that 
and i don’t fuck with yall
i got way too much sauce 
i can see through your eyes 
and the snakes must arise
man that serpentine fire 
man these terps got me fried

i’ll play your game (okay okay)
i told you my lane 
you can hang out with lames 
or kick it with me 
we can cool it for free
are you coolin with me 
and i’m coolin the beat
and im cool off your beat

no turning back (w/ MistieJuly) (prod. Quinn Churchill)

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
u're a waste of time
dont bother dont hit my line
say u wanna be mine
(say u wanna-) say u wanna be mine

im gonna risk it
i think im gonna risk it for the biscuit (turn up!)
"cash, be realistic"
now im here cuz cash never listened (listen!)

u wanna take it to the backseat
tell ur mans im finna make u happy
tell em p*ssy ahh ngas come at me
tell em p*ssy ahh ngas come at me (turn up!)

dance to the beat baby
i know u wanna come dance w/ me
i got sauce in my recipe
come bby heres a taste of me
(x2)

[verse]
racks up in Beverly
she dont wanna get away from d
made stacks up in Kankakee
took her to the o, got that von in me

fck off my dih, talkin bout "nga do this" (wtf?)
how u tellin me how im gon do shi
upped it at his head, got that nga clueless
i know they wanna see me dead, all these ngas foolish

all these ngas go insane
when they bih start screamin my name
ion rlly want the fame
(ion-) ion rlly want the fame

fck off my dih, talkin bout "nga do this" (wtf?)
how u tellin me how im gon do shi
upped it at his head, got that nga clueless
i know they wanna see me dead, all these ngas foolish

[chorus repeats]

taste of me

(prod xoolice)
follow da insta for opens fts alldet shyt

elite

Baby you're an angel all you do is study (all you do is study)
well I thought that in the first place it was kinda funny
but I was stupid
I guess
I got hit by cupid
oh I was stuck in love baby I could not evade (I could not evade it)
oh I could not escape it 
I could not break free
oh this girl she was special, I went down on one knee (I went down on one knee)
I wish that she agreed, it's unfortunate
I showed her love, showed her affection, but that's pointless (I guess).
you wasted all my time, all my compassion
u wasted all my life baby, I might lash out (I might lash out)
oh I can't handle it
You told me that you'll always love me, but you lied to me (but you lied to me)
why'd you flee from me
flee the facility, I played that game when I was younger it was kinda peak
oh all the memories with you
no I can't forget them (no I can't forget them)
every single time I see that tree I think of you
I always think about you baby, I always think of you (I always think of you)
oh this heart you broke
it turned stone cold
every time I see that girl I just wanna puke
how could you do this to me, how could you break my heart?
so all that love that I gave you, was it meaningless? (was it meaningless)
so all that love that I gave you, was it all for nothing? (was it all for nothing)
was all that love, all that compassion that I shared with you
was it truly...
all for nothing.

prod.kash

cupid

PREMONITION
I prod 2 (Kycc)
17 yrs old #2k*
fka yukyii2k*

All On Me? (Prod Me)

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