trelly mizenko, johnny connor prod johnny mizenko [LYRICS]

(woohoo)
Me and johnny, we like steph & klay, we like lebron and wade, and not the other ones

I just hopped out this b*tch a firearm, look like a pistol, but sound like another gun

If you really got b*tches then show me one, I’m getting faded from shots like the kobe one

With my brodie nem, N*ggas ain’t talking bout nothing, You wanna say something? Then stand on the motherf*cking podium (BLAH)

Mops in this b*tch, hanging up on the wall, Like a n*gga could be a custodian

I don’t got no opps n*gga I’m rolling them
I just told my big brother to pour me up
I keep waking my brodie up, slide with a whole a** mask and them N*ggas still know it’s us

2020 them n*ggas ain’t notice us, couple years later, them motherf*ckers know wassup

Got yo b*tch i’m like “ho wassup?”
I don’t want nothing from her but my motherf*cking scrotum touched

I just came in the crib after smoking a blunt and I’m bout to go roll up another one
If my brother want something, then know it’s done, Free my lil brother and long live my older one.
I got n*ggas inside of this b*tch, they be ready to crash just for getting my shoulder touched (BLAH)

yea, yea

Put the bank first, I’m not iggy azelea 
Pop out, one time, 2 chains held up
Don’t believe nun of that sh*t that they tell you (WHAT?)
I got this b*tch and i’m railing her, nailing her, just like a picture
I put lean in a motherf*cking pitcher
I call a bad b*tch, tell her I Miss Her
this b*tch older than me call me mister

“johnny, johnny cmon bro.. not again”
(BLAH)

F*cking every b*tch until my d*ck falling off
B*tch i’m lit as sh*t, I’m never ever falling off I put my d*ck inside her mouth just like it’s tylenol.

Give me head until i headache 
she said I look good, then her pants started falling off
Hit her once, and then i said “when i get home i’m calling” but i didn’t call at all
F*cking her once, and now she obsessed, make me stressed, now I gotta call it off
Choppa al-might one for you, you, & you
yea hittin all of y’all

trelly mizenko, johnny connor

ur not a failure [LYRICS]

Said “imma try my best” n*gga, then i turnt up,  B*tch i wasn’t lying
Graduated with depression, still depressed b*tch, and i’m not lying 

This sh*t right here wanna make me drop my head and cry (2x)

I’m okay, but b*tch I feel like dying
I wanna know where Vel at all the time I miss my slime
136 on my hand but that’s my backbone, that’s my spine 
Running all this sh*t up to the tippidy top
Don’t give a f*ck about nobody in this sh*t but me & mines

This sh*t right here wanna make me drop my head & cry (2x)

I almost died,and nobody know (4x)

I’m not crying, if it’s about a hoe
Dollarsigns, they came in a load
I’m too high, my eyes, they be low
Walk in this b*tch I’m a motherf*cking goat.

This sh*t make me wanna drop my head and cry
This sh*t right here made me drop my head and cry

This sh*t make me wanna drop my head and cry
This sh*t right here made me drop my head and cry

ur not a failure

lonesilverwolf642

plntdrco

Celebration

RECONIZE FT XAYNA, BBYSLIME (AMO)

7phoraa + ihategarments + jdennn - #SL8 chyper (nvrmindd) [Saveani FM Exclusive]

PRODUCED BY YAKK @CASHADDIKTT
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Hit yakk like whats up
Just fucked her she want cuddles
Wit my brudda, Double
I just dropped dead bitch
My brudda hittin saks fifth
Say he got pints we comin in
& That boy broke no dividends
Bitch, money all I love
Yo bitch shake ass up in the club
Yo bitch shake ass up on tiktok
My bitch is whippin up that pot, soo
I got all these hunnids
Yakk just bought that gun in
Look out for opps like I was huntin
Rich white prick got all that money
Took to many drugs, on the floor
Try check my pulse that shit was cold
I put the coke up in my nose
She wan take pictures strike a pose
Huh, I'm up in that club
Walk in, bitches wanna hug
Fuck that drank, I need some drugs
We throwed like whats up in this cup
& Now im in that cullen
Bitch this gun my only friend
This car so big lets get it in
This hoe tryn fuck on me again
She wanna roll up all my blunts
She gettin high wan have some fun
I'm gettin high like what is what
I'm uppin gen like what the fuck?
Tweakin off that oxy baby
I can't feel my tounge
She wanna count my hunnids up
She shake ass up to this song
Hit yakk like whats up
Just fucked her she want cuddles
Wit my brudda, Double
I just dropped dead bitch
My brudda hittin saks fifth
Say he got pints we comin in
& That boy broke no dividends
Bitch, money all I love
Yo bitch shake ass up in the club
Yo bitch shake ass up on tiktok
My bitch is whippin up that pot, soo
I got all these hunnids
Yakk just bought that gun in
Look out for opps like I was huntin
Rich white prick got all that money
Took to many drugs, on the floor
Try check my pulse that shit was cold
I put the coke up in my nose
She wan take pictures strike a pose
Huh, I'm up in that club
Walk in, bitches wanna hug
Fuck that drank, I need some drugs
We throwed like whats up in this cup
& Now im in that cullen
Bitch this gun my only friend
This car so big lets get it in
This hoe tryn fuck on me again
She wanna roll up all my blunts
She gettin high wan have some fun
I'm gettin high like what is what
I'm uppin gen like what the fuck?

NO DIVIDENDS PROD YAKK @CASHADDIKTT.

Skinhead

jace! (iayze) - burbooey kango (prod. saintjay & tiresss)

Catch me outside w that bitch 
That’s unlike me 
Never switch up on my brudda bitch 
That’s unlike me 
Bitch I ran a motherfucking check up
In sum Nikes 
An yo new boyfriend is such a bitch 
He so- (unlike me) 
What you got to offer hoe 
Yo box do not excite me 
I’m up at the top of the rope 
Feel like Jeff hardy 
Big ass magazine 
Stuffed in my coat 
This bitch a 40 
Same ones who treated me 
Like a joke 
Tryna say sorry 
Too late 
I’m too worried about 
Making new pape 
How my bullets bust right through the walls 
Like they sum kool aid 
To-day 
I might trade the ghost out 
For a new raf 
Who say 
I don’t give a shit 
Bout to what them haters thank 

If I did that shit 
Would be unlike me 
If I did that shit 
Would be unlike meee
If I did that shit 
Would be-

Catch me outside w that bitch 
That’s unlike me 
Never switch up on my brudda bitch 
That’s unlike me 
Bitch I ran a motherfucking check up
In sum Nikes 
An yo new boyfriend is such a bitch 
He so- (unlike me) 
What you got to offer hoe 
Yo box do not excite me 
I’m up at the top of the rope 
Feel like Jeff hardy 
Big ass magazine 
Stuffed in my coat 
This bitch a 40 
Same ones who treated me 
Like a joke 
Tryna say sorry 
Too late 
I’m too worried about 
Making new pape 
How my bullets bust right through the walls 
Like they sum kool aid 
To-day 
I might trade the ghost out 
For a new raf 
Who say 
I don’t give a shit 
Bout to what them haters thank

lonesilverwolf642

trelly connor