TNL Mullah - No Pressure (Prod.Killxsorrow) [DJ BANNED EXCLUSIVE]

BATTLEFIELD (feat. WILDKARDUNO) *prod. Perc40

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[Intro]
Yea, 
feel like, 
Phew, slatt, damn
damn, damn, woah

[Hook]
Drop 
my old friends they hate
I fucked yo hoe no date

I don’t walk bitch I skate 
I smoke like Andrew Tate

Woah, 
I smoke on Top quan to da face
(Dat nigga Dead)

Gone,
These people 
They want to be me

Notice you can be me,
Even though how hard you try

All I say is GG
Good Game they gon flee

Bitch 
I reach the top 
I grew like a tree

I don’t see da opps
I feel like I’m Stevie

[Verse]
I ride with da knock 
Need no key I’m breaking locks

Boi you are a cock
Talk shit wet up his whole block

Woah,
Left da city now I’m seeing tropical

Yoo, 
Mask my face I don’t wanna talk to you

No,
Why are you looking at me,
Why the fuck you stalking dude

Get on,
Before I pull out dat Glock 
And fucking pop at you (frhhh)

Long ass hair 
I feel like chabaka dude

Hit dat boy head til
He look like fucking stewie

I shake my hair 
Now I feel like Rasta dude

Bitch ass niggas mad
Cuz they cannot boot me 

[Hook]
Drop 
My old friends they hate
I fuck yo hoe no date

I don’t walk bitch I skate 
I smoke like Andrew Tate

Woah, 
I smoke on Top quan to da face

Gone,
These people they want to be me

Notice you can be me
Even though how hard you try

All I say is GG
Good Game they gon flee

Bitch 
I reach the top 
I grew like a tree

I don’t see da opps
I feel like I’m Stevie

Andrew Tate

Stevie

Doubt Ft NovahKaine [Prod.proxen+1viglezzz]

#jug x ahk x drq- rockback [lazermade]

[Lyrics]
Hop out da car 
Finna Bliss a bitch 

Last opp nigga 
Tryna diss da gang

What happened?
We kilt da bitch!

You ain’t no killer 
I could just look in yo eyes 
& tell dat you a bitch

Who ain’t no killer
Won’t get to look in my eyes
Cuz yo face down in sum shit! 💩💀


I’m in is bitch wit gang gang
Foe nem tryna slang dat shit
On his hip da thang thang

How da fuck 
he tryna gang bang

Nigga got kilt ain’t slide 
ion think he gang gang

Feel like SOSA I keep da heat
on my catch a dumb ahh opp  
It’s BANG BANG

I already fucked yo hoe
Da way I left yo bitch
Might a thought I ran a train train


Uh, yea 
Bitch I’m wit da gang

Bitch I feel like Randy 
Sliming shit out 
Wit my fucking fang 🐍👺

Ran up 10 hoes 
And Dey candy 
I’m like what dat mean?

Two guns on my hip
Dey call me TEZ but 
Bitch I’m TSKO PAYNE

I’m da type to choke a nigga out
Ask blonde bitch I’m Cane

Stacks on us 
we da biggest Steppers 
You know what Dat mean 

I’m da type 
To choke nigga out
Ask blonde bitch IM KANE!!!

Stacks on us 
WE da biggest Steppers 
You know what DAT MEAN!!!

Steppers

2-hi

Change Yo Life (Outro)

{Lyrics}

{Intro}
Yeah, Grahh

{Chorus}
Slatt, slatt… What we do is not cute (yea) 

Even tho it looks cool
(damn, damn)

We catching dudes 
To da Beef 
we sending fuel
(We sending what?)

Old homie was fu (slatt¿)

How he switch up on da crew (yea, yea)

Shots we send a dozen (frhh)

We don’t give no fuxk 
Bout nothing 

Yea,
Dey took our blood (uhhuh)

So we gotta put dem up
(Yea)

Since a kid I been a thug
(Frhh)

So nobody I can’t trust
(No)

Demons in my mind,
I been coping wit dem drugs (Yay¡)

I need a hug (damn!)
But a bitch
I cannot trust (Aye)

Cuz dey jus fuck with lust 
(Frhh)

Now Dey tryna fuck my thug (what what!)

Thc up in my mind (in my)
T.o.p up in my blunt (frhh)

Blowing smoke just like a chime (Beamer!)

Moving slow Jus like a
mime (like a wat?)

She wanna fuck (phew)
Shawty say she like my rhymes (Beamer!)

Glock hold 4 2 like I’m dugg (Beamer!)

Glock gon fold 
You now You dust (Damn)

He was onna earth
Where he at dats where he was (Beee)

Yeah I’m wit my slatt
We say slain yea dats my blood (dats my gang)

Yeah 
My OPPs Dey in danger 

Stalk Dey live Dey get locations

We Fucking on Dey hoes 
Wit my members Dey thots mating

Bitch I’m balling wit 
Da pros (phewww)

Dey gon hide 
Dey gang da safest
(Woah)

I just bought a mop 
In dem rounds It gotta tracer

I got own fast 
Now Dey shocked

Dey like why da fuck
I waited

I walk around 
Like a jock

All dese hoes
Dey getting naked

Yeah,
Dey like my fragrance 

Dey niggas 
tryna take me
(Slatt , Slatt)

{End Chorus}
Na- not cute even doe
It’s looks cool
(damn, damn)

We catching dudes
Ta da - to da we sending fuel (We sending what!?)

Old homie was fu (slatt¿)
How he switch up on da crew (yea, yea)

Shots we send a dozen 
We don’t give no fuxk 
Bout nothing 

Yea,
Dey took our blood (uhhuh)

So we gotta 
Put dem up

Since a kid I been a thug
(Frhh)

So nobody I can’t trust
(noooo?!)

Demons in my mind,
I been coping wit dem drugs (Yay!!!¡)

I need a hug 
(damn)

But a bitch
I cannot trust (aye)

Fuel

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