ffawty-JUMP

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)

Switch Out The Lens

Lyrics: 
Huh, I'm geeked out my body, fucked up
How you pop that perc? You tweaking
I knock that bitch on weekends
I like fast cars, so I went and copped V-eight engine
I hang with goons and goblins, you ain't never seen a demon
She like how I do it when I never cared
I like how she do it, when she drop and make it disappear
I'm so outer space, I feel like Buzz without the light year
I'm so outer space, I'm on the ceiling with the chandelier

Never catch me moving pussy, Bitch I stay scheming
They just pocket watching and they hate me for no reason
I would cop Monclizzy, but they went and switched the season
I don't like them clocking me, I had to move in silence
Fell in love with Gen five's, I don't wanna promote violence
Fill that boy with hollow tips, now that's a head tap
Lying on my body, so I had to dead that
You can't hang out with the Marshun nigga, where your bread at?

I'm high as fuck, my eyes low
I can't lose, I'm five and o
Bitch I'm scheming with the gang, I'm talking Marshun X Cosmo
VV's in the chain so I let it hang low
And that bitch fuck with my brain, so I had to change the lo
With my brudda, with my twizzy, with my fucking gango
High up in the sky, hollow tips they fly
He don't wanna die, we call that suicide
Hanging with the demons, but I just call them my guys
Lighting up the ganja so I could get a lil fried
You could never touch the money, even sadder cause you tried
You won't get the whole truth, but I'll never tell a lie
All my bitches top 10, all your bitches five's

All my bitches top 10, all your bitches five's
All my bitches top 10, all your bitches five's

Stay Schemin Freestyle (leo.alxs x sleepy)

Lyrics: 
Huh, what you saying? Where's your shooter?
They just talk that shit, it's all online behind computers
I could hack that system, bitch I really don't wanna do ya
I could teach ya bitch about the game like a tutor

Huh huh, pardon my French, how the fuck I'm rude, huh?
Bitch I whip in kitchen, make that shit do what it do, huh
She my favorite mistress, I'm not really tryna lose her
Talking on the net, they do that shit behind computers
Huh, pussy I could hack your game
Tryna bite the sauce and take the swag, that shit is lame
I get in her head and fuck her up, I fuck her brain
How I do that shit like Matrix? Drive that bitch insane

I could show you green, I'm too cold, I do her mean
Tighten up my self-esteem, money boosts my self-esteem
How I turn to money fein? I don't wanna worship green
Rather worship all the blues, shit get cold, I caught the flu
Fell in love with ruegar, I'm walking with my ooter
Jyo my favorite shooter, If you scared go pray to buddha
Kinda used to want that bitch, she saying that I'm rude though
I showed you a band, you ain't have shit, so how I'm rude ho?

Huh huh, pardon my French, how the fuck I'm rude, huh?
Bitch I whip in kitchen, make that shit do what it do, huh
She my favorite mistress, I'm not really tryna lose her
Talking on the net, they do that shit behind computers
Huh, pussy I could hack your game
Tryna bite the sauce and take the swag, that shit is lame
I get in her head and fuck her up, I fuck her brain
How I do that shit like Matrix? Drive that bitch insane

Computers (@bksauc3 x @vvixiefly)

Lyrics: 
Take that trip, Montego Bay'n
Bitch I black out when I pop out, I go super Saiyan
I told you don't play with that shit, when you get a lil money, better get to slaying
All of my bitches top 10 came with that mop and get to spraying, huh
Speech impediment, can't even hear what I'm saying, huh
I can't show no loyalty, they playing, uh huh

Can you tell me how it get that way? huh
Take my Percocet and then I say, huh
Bitch I geek up with the guys, I'm outer space, uh huh
If you scared, then go to church, you better pray, uh huh
I know they watching the movement, If you get on my time, you could do it
I pick up speed and move it
That's your bitch? Why the fuck is she choosing?
I get high as a kite, then wayo
Ship the pack through emergency mail
How the fuck did you go up and fail?
That's some shit that I thought you'd prevail
Kinda shit get your bitch took, I just walk in the spot and she look

Take that trip, Montego Bay'n
Bitch I black out when I pop out, I go super Saiyan
I told you don't play with that shit, when you get a lil money, better get to slaying
All of my bitches top 10 came with that mop and get to spraying, huh
Speech impediment, can't even hear what I'm saying, huh
I can't show no loyalty, they playing, uh huh

I told her take care, Fuck it's hard to play fair
Know you've been had your share, I get guap like welfare
I go perky crazy, break her back, then show her evil lair
I go coo-coo brazy, make her chase me, fuck, and then I slay her
I get too damn uppy, make her fuck me, then I disappear
I just blocked the bitch and cut her off, you'd think I never cared
I get blinded by the flashing lights and diamonds, chandelier
I just took that trip, Montego Bay, to let you know I'm here
I just hope that you don't fall through, that's the only thing I fear

Montego Bay (prod. @bksauc3)

Lyrics:
Huh, better get your role and play it
Huh, you stuck by my side, and I thank God
Just tryna find the words to say it
I could show you better vibes and greater times
Just hop in the whip and we skate it
You ain't making no bread, you ain't making no queso
Bitch, why the fuck would you fake it?
Yes, I'm in love with the hustle, in love with the money
And I just got back from Jamaica
Bad lil bitch with an attitude, rolling her eyes
I know she want me to save her
I could show you money, I could show you a lil vibe
You can't even do me a favor
She ain't never even really been outside, times like this she savor

I just got my role, I play it
Rock out, my show in Vegas
Huh, pop out matching Bentayga's
Fuck, mismatch I came with flavors
Me and my brother got matching Dior
I'm just tryna luh vibe and shit
Honey buns, I'm finna run to the store
Tryna see how much them diamonds is
Pop perc's, no vitamins, she suffers entitlement
I got sick of the gossiping, fucked up sipping on nitrogen
Stick by my side, and you're playing your role
On the road, how much I owe in them tolls?
Stick by my side and we reaching the goal
You my bro, how the fuck could you fold?

Huh, better get your role and play it
Huh, you stuck by my side, and I thank God
Just tryna find the words to say it
I could show you better vibes and greater times
Just hop in the whip and we skate it
You ain't making no bread, you ain't making no queso
Bitch, why the fuck would you fake it?
Yes, I'm in love with the hustle, in love with the money
And I just got back from Jamaica
Bad lil bitch with an attitude, rolling her eyes
I know she want me to save her
I could show you money, I could show you a lil vibe
You can't even do me a favor
She ain't never even really been outside, times like this she savor

Vegas (prod. @bksauc3)

Lyrics:
Woah, oh

Huh, Block a bitch I'm feeling petty
Huh, I knock off his noodle, spaghetti
I send them hollow tips flying, I'm ready, huh
I really don't know where my head at, had me fucked up where I left you on read at
Tryna get all my sauce from the reddit
I'm shipping packs through the mail using FedEx, huh
All of my money came in through a money counter
I might as well get me a million
I'ma MarShun, not a regular civilian
I'ma shapeshifting muhfuckin' reptilian

My bitch bad out the country Brazilian
You can't do me no wrong, I'm resilient
Blocking you I'm feeling petty
I'm bout high as hell off the eddies
You could just light the shit up when you ready
Get high off the edibles moving steady
You tryna be on the news like Vercetti
I'm toting that Gen five when you ready, huh

He was talking that talk, now he sweaty
In the back of the AMG jetty
I'm cutting up with the boys like machete
Told me be done with the hoe, that's a betty

Woah, oh

Huh, Block a bitch I'm feeling petty
Huh, I knock off his noodle, spaghetti
I send them hollow tips flying, I'm ready, huh
I really don't know where my head at, had me fucked up where I left you on read at
Tryna get all my sauce from the reddit
I'm shipping packs through the mail using FedEx, huh
All of my money came in through a money counter
I might as well get me a million
I'ma MarShun, not a regular civilian
I'ma shapeshifting muhfuckin' reptilian

Going insane, coulda called me a maniac
I just count up the digits, a brainiac
Got a couple of O's like Apple Jack
How we went on that drill in a Cadillac
Give me all of the funds, I'm having that
Send that boy out his body like heart attack
Until then, we gone party like quarterbacks
Blocking you, I'm feeling petty, huh

PETTY (prod. fw cal)

Lyrics:
She still tryna go shopping, I can't take that bitch nowhere
Audemar baguettes, I flood my wrist, I made it snow there
Can't talk about the paper, brokey, you don't wanna go there
Go band for band, I bet you won't
I know that shit just unfair
She think we the same, I think we polar opposites
And that shit fuck with her brain, she see how colder I could get
And when that money hit my bank, I seen how bolder I could get
And she hit me talking feelings, just can't find a fuck to give

I can't take this bitch nowhere, I can't get her out my hair
Falling in love is what I fear, Tell me what you wanna hear
Tell me what you wanna know, I got paper we could blow

She wanna hit up Saks, fell in love with Givenchy
I'm eyeing the bitches I met in the back, 'cause I seen me some fine shit
I'm keeping it cool and I'm keeping it tact, fuck I'ma leave it behind me
I'm cutting her off and the shit not a act, I don't need her beside me

She still tryna go shopping, I can't take that bitch nowhere
Audemar baguettes, I flood my wrist, I made it snow there
Can't talk about the paper, brokey, you don't wanna go there
Go band for band, I bet you won't
I know that shit just unfair
She think we the same, I think we polar opposites
And that shit fuck with her brain, she see how colder I could get
And when that money hit my bank, I seen how bolder I could get
And she hit me talking feelings, just can't find a fuck to give

Polar Opposites Ft. Komp! (prod. Mutubeats)

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