I APPRECIATE ALL THE LOVE ON DIS SONG !!!

Lyrics:


Intro: 

Rio
Yo, blast off astro!

Hook:

I know that they always switching sides, oh 
(Yeah, where they at?)
Blindfold, we can't see them, but they all around, oh 
(They all around)
Side note, you can catch me in a different time zone
(A different timezone, uh)
Eyes closed, we can't see them, but they switching sides, oh 
(They switching sides, switching)

Verse: 

Yeah, they switching sides with my dog like all the time (Yeah)
These niggas not slimes, they just snakes and they be slithering 
No message, no delivery 
Don't hit my line, won't hear from me
Lil' bitch you bet not (Play)
I'm chilling with the clique you see
I'm chilling and I'm vibing, look for the violence 
Put this song up in the cut, I'm tryna kill the silence 
Bitch I'm high as fuck, smoking blunts bitch that's the pilot 
My neck some water, put that bitch on ice, I need a trident 
Put that bitch on ice (Yeah)
Now I need a trident (Woah)
Niggas always wylin', TG with the guns and violence 
I ain't really trippin' (Yeah)
I ain't really trippin' (Woah) 
I just really do it, smoking gas I really do it
Niggas trippin' but they grovin'

Hook:

I know that they always switching sides, oh 
(Yeah, where they at?)
Blindfold, we can't see them, but they all around, oh
(They all around)
Side note, you can catch me in a different time zone
(A different timezone, uh)
Eyes closed, we can't see them, but they switching sides, oh 
(They switching sides, switching)

Verse:

Yeah, yeah why you switching sides? (Yeah)
Why you switching up? (Ok)
I put you in the dirt, my dog gon' dig ya' up (Yeah)
No, we don't need a chart, just know I'm going up (Woah)
I'm feeling good today, so know I'm rollin' up 
We don't do fire fights just know we blowin' up
And I ain't slowin' up
How I get your girl like that?
Because she so in love
Always asking hella questions, but you know enough 
Yeah, you acting like I ain't know (I know)
Aye, these bitches flock I call em' crows (Call em' crows)
Aye, you talk a lot, so I just know (So I just know)
Aye, I'm going up, I gotta glow (I gotta glow)

Hook:

I know that they always switching sides, oh 
(Yeah, where they at?)
Blindfold, we can't see them, but they all around, oh 
(They all around)
Side note, you can catch me in a different time zone
(A different timezone, uh)
Eyes closed, we can't see them, but they switching sides, oh 
(They switching sides, switching)

i kno [Prod. Astro & Rio Leyva]

Released by:
global !
Explicit

Definitely one of my favorite songs i've done.

beamin ! - Single

beamin !

beamin ! [Prod. Smazze]

Loudest

Get Swifty (with Lil Grim) [Prod. Eem Triplin & Mingo]

I have vans, but I have no idea how to skate. I can ripstick tho.

I Don't Skate [Prod. Sonni & Yungswisher]

You Vs. Me (Feat. HellBoyKell)

Heartbreaker

Trapped in the House

Rolling Down (Feat. RJay C)

No Fair

On the Road (Feat. Lil Grim)

Round The Globe

The Skreets

[Prod. miroow]

[Intro: TRISTONPLUS]

(Yeah)
(Singing a song for you)
(I been singing a song for you)
I love this
(Singing a song, want you singing along)
(Alright, let me just do my shit)
Yeah
Uh, yeah

[Verse: TRISTONPLUS]

Yeah, you got me singing, uh (Yeah)
Baby girl come around and you can sing along (Long)
I would rather be with you and not just be alone (Yeah)
I be speaking from the heart and not just singing songs (Yeah)
But I'm 

[Hook: TRISTONPLUS]

Singing a song for you (Yeah)
I'm praying you coming through (Come through)
Baby girl just hop in the coupe (Yeah)
And we can go to the star and the moon (To the moon)
Singing a song for you
Singing a song for you
I been singing a song for you 
Singing a song for you (Yeah)

[Verse: TRISTONPLUS]

Yeah, baby girl you got me singing in the building (Yeah)
Got my racks up, count it up to the ceiling 
You been on my mind and I just really love the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
Cuz' I'm bicking back been bool, I'm a villian (Yeah)
Throw you on the table, and you never is a deal breaker (Woah)
I just kill the kitty then I dip, cuz' I'm a soul taker (Ha)
I don't wanna talk to you right now, cuz' I'ma see you later
I'm just booling back in the whip bumping pill breaker
Yeah, let me pill you up
Need some gas in the bitch, I could fill you up
Even when you not around I'm still gon' feel the love
Even when you not around I'm still gon' feel the love
(Singing a song, I hope you singing along)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Aye, singing a song, I hope you singing along)
(Yeah, talk to em' nigga)

[Verse: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS]

Sleeping on the other girls, baby girl I'm steady snoring (snoring)
Like a eagle, I'ma spread my wings, and I'ma be just soaring (Soaring)
All up in the sky, flying round' until the early morning (Morning)
Feeling coming down, that shit just coming down, It's steady pouring 
She thinking bout' the past just so she could get ahead (Yeah)
It's not the fact that I don't like you, It's the fact that you mislead (Yeah)
Talking bout' some love, that's some shit you never even said (Yeah)
But my feelings steady hanging on you like a lil' thread 
Feeling like you really bout' to push me to the edge (Yeah)
Feeling like you really bout' to jump up off the leadge (Yeah)
Thinking bout' the past need to get it out your head (Ok)
I'm thinking bout' the future just so I could get ahead 
She be fighting demons, and it got her running off
It's alright baby, all you gotta do is dust em' off
And from her past she got some feelings that she cutting off, but feelings steady fucking rubbing off
She drawing out my happiness like a pencil with a line
She gotta be a goddess cuz' her company is so devine
Diamonds don't compare to the way that them eyes shine
But I gotta get that money gotta hit the finish line


[Hook: TRISTONPLUS]

Singing a song for you (For you)
I'm praying you coming through 
Baby girl just hop in the coupe (Yeah)
And we can go to the star and the moon (To the moon)
Singing a song for you (Yeah)
Singing a song for you 
I been singing a song for you 
Singing a song for you (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro: TRISTONPLUS]

(Yeah)
(Singing a song for you)
(I been singing a song for you)
(Singing a song, want you singing along)

Sing (feat. Lil Grim)

Flood ! [Prod. mosca, dreamz, & eli.yf]

Count up my moneyyy !

[Prod. Donnie Katana]

[Intro: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS]

I done tried both ways
With ya' h*e and in ya' h*e, ya' feel me?
Anyways let's get into this musi- (Nobody feel that sh*t)
What!?

[Hook: Lil Grim]

Yeah, count up my money that's simple addition 
I f*cked on your b*tch, yeah that's my lil' tradition
I get it for free, while you pay for admissions
I'm steady in first, b*tch ain't no competition, uh
Like a message lil' b*tch we gon' send it
Acting like you care, I know you pretending
Feelin' so fly when I walk in the building 
I'm feelin' so fly I might go through the ceiling 

[Refrain: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS]

Feelin' country with the way that we dippin'
She a slide with the way that I slip in
She want some money, I told her she trippin'
Blue hunnids b*tch, you think I was crippin'

Yeah, blue hunnid bills 
She wanna f*ck on my team for the thrills (Yeah)
Yeah, give her the chills
I pull up on you, and I'm counting some mills (Countin' them racks) 
Aye, counting them hunnids 
You see me, I'm gunnin' (Yeah)
Catch me at the sun up (Yeah)
I'm drippin' in water, I feel like I'm Wunna (Gang)
If you wanna play, then I call up my Gunna (Aye)

[Verse: TRISTONPLUS]

Might have to call up the snakes, yeah (Slatt)
Feelin' real good and real great, yeah (Yeah)
Flooded the band and the face, yeah (Yeah)
Blow a hunnid in a day, yeah (Woah)

{Intermission}

[Hook: Lil Grim]

Count up my money that's simple addition (Woo, haha)
I f*cked on your b*tch, yeah that's my lil' tradition
I get it for free, while you pay for admissions
I'm steady in first, b*tch ain't no competition, uh
Like a message lil' b*tch we gon' send it
Acting like you care, I know you pretending
Feelin' so fly when I walk in the building 
Feelin' so fly I might go through the ceiling 

[Refrain: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS]

Feelin' country with the way that we dippin'
She a slide with the way that I slip in
She want some money, I told her she trippin'
Blue hunnids b*tch, you think I was crippin'

Yeah, blue hunnid bills
She wanna f*ck on my team for the thrills (Yeah)
Yeah, give her the chills
I pull up on you, and I'm counting some mills (Countin' them racks)
Aye, counting them hunnids
You see me, I'm gunnin' (Yeah)
Catch me at the sun up (Yeah)
I'm drippin' in water, I feel like I'm Wunna (Gang)
If you wanna play, then I call up my Gunna (Aye)

[Outro: TRISTONPLUS]

Wow
Wow
Wow
Woo

Simple Addition (Feat. Lil Grim)

R2C $$$

[Prod. aaronbasquiat]

[Intro]

She made this T-shirt that says, "I heart Aaron"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, fuck all these niggas man, I'm on that gang shit
You know, Yung TG you know what the fuck going on

[Hook]

Yeah, aye pull in that space coupe, and the whole gang shoot (Yeah)
Bless her no thank you, I'm with the gang too (Gang)
Yeah, whole gang, got two phones just hit on the main (Woo)
Fuck that bitch I don't know her name, got a couple racks, that's pocket change (Yeah)
Same nigga ain't nothing changed, yeah

[Refrain]

Run them racks to the ceiling, aye 
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye 
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)
I'm running racks to the ceiling,aye (Aye)
Popped a perc no feeling, aye (Woah, woah)
We skyscraping no building, aye (Yeah)
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)

[Verse]

Run up them racks, call up my brodie he smoking on packs (Yeah)
You talking on gang and that'll get you whacked (Yeah)
Call me 50 cent cuz' I'll get the strap, yeah, uh mac 10, yeah (Woah)
Call up my bro got the packs in here, shout out to 5th, got the Saks in here (Yeah)
We smoking on pens got the wax in here (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch smoking on boof, I'm changing the weather how I roll with the troops (Yeah)
I follow her Twitter she call me a moot, she d-t-f, so I'm tryna scoup (Uh, what?)
Solo mission can't roll with a group, T-y here ain't tryna produce (Yeah)
I buss her down then I throw up the deuce, God of War got me feeling like Zeus (Aye, aye)

[Hook]

Yeah, aye pull in that space coupe, and the whole gang shoot (Yeah)
Bless her no thank you, I'm with the gang too (Gang)
Yeah, whole gang, got two phones just hit on the main (Woo)
Fuck that bitch I don't know her name, got a couple racks, that's pocket change (Yeah)
Same nigga ain't nothing changed, yeah

[Refrain]

Run them racks to the ceiling, aye 
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye 
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)
I'm running racks to the ceiling,aye (Aye)
Popped a perc no feeling, aye (Woah, woah)
We skyscraping no building, aye (Yeah)
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)
I'm running racks to the ceiling, aye (Aye)

Racks2Ceiling

It's 2023 and this is the first song I drop. what is LYFE by Yeat?

MEME MUZIK A.K.A. The Fairly Odd Squirts [Prod. Ronnie]

[Prod. youknowozi]

[Intro: TRISTONPLUS]

Yeah, uh
I'm off the perk, lil' bro off the MDMA
Yeah, yeah slatt slatt
Watch your back back, yeah
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: TRISTONPLUS]

I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA (Yeah)
I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA (Yeah)
I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA 
I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA, yeah

[Verse: RJay C & TRISTONPLUS]


I’m off the Molly (I'm off the molly)
When I’m in the party (When I'm in the party)
I kiss on your bitch 
Oh shit I am sorry (Oh shit I am sorry)
Oh no not really 
You must stupid or silly 
I’m taking your bitch, and I’m getting really jiggy
I’m fucking with her, while I’m high off of the pilly 
I’m yelling at her like
Hey, do you wanna dance? 
Just take my hand (Take my hand)
Cause this your jam (Yeah)
Can it last and never end? (Yeah)
I didn't want a one night stand (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm off the perky, lil' bitch (Perk)
I call up your bitch, while you working lil' bitch (Yeah)
I jump in the water, I'm surfing lil' bitch (Water)
I'm hitting the corner, I'm swerving lil' bitch (Splash)
Yeah, I'm off a perk, perk, perk

[Hook: TRISTONPLUS]

I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA (Yeah)
I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA (Yeah)
I'm off the perky (Yeah)
He off the MDMA, yeah

[Outro: TRISTONPLUS]

(Yeah)
(He off the MDMA)
(I'm off the perk) (Yeah)
(He off the MDMA)
(I'm off the perk) (Yeah)
(He off the MDMA)
(I'm off the perk) (Yeah)
(He off the MDMA)

𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓀𝓈 𝒩 𝑀𝒟𝑀𝒜

Lyrics:

[Intro]

Ima be real, I ain't even fucking with you
Keep that shit 3 more than 97 
I ain't really fucking with you bitch
I ain't fucking with these niggas either
Let's be real
Uh
Yeah 
Yeah 
Yeah
Uh

[Hook]

I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I run up that bag, I'm getting my digits (Bag)
She following me? She pursuing her interest (Yeah)
I'm high as a kite, what I'm smoking explicit (High)
Don't fuck with these niggas, don't fuck with these bitches (Yeah)

[Verse]

Honestly I don't even fuck with you gang
See me outside, there ain't nothing to say
Moving too different, they staying the same
Hitting my blinker, I'm switching the lane
AP the wrist and I flooded the chain
Dressed in all black bitch I feel like Bruce Wayne (Aye)
Dressed in all black and you know where I'm at
Talk bout' a opp, got em' rolled in a pack
Better get down cuz', we toting the strap
Don't fuck with niggas, you better get back (Yeah)
Sip out the cup, and you know that it's ack (Ackie)
I'm tryna chill in the back of the back
Doing a deal, then it's back to the bag
Down bout' a hoe man you going out sad
Couldn't be me cuz', I'm all about racks
Don't fuck with y'all, but you been knowing that (Woah)

[Hook]

I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I run up that bag, I'm getting my digits (Bag)
She following me? She pursuing her interest (Yeah)
I'm high as a kite, what I'm smoking explicit (High)
Don't fuck with these niggas, don't fuck with these bitches (Yeah)

[Verse]

Don't fuck with nobody, I'm always on solo
Smoke when I drink, but it's all on the low low 
Niggas won't see me unless it's a photo
Smoke with myself, so it's never a roto
That bitch is a bop she get passed to the bro bro
Tell you I'm coming, I'm never gon' go tho
Popping outside, but you never gon' know
Toting that uzi, I feel like the crow
Hop in the whip, and I'm slamming the door
Applying that pressure, you know they gon' fold
Don't know what they on, but they moving too slow
Run up the racks, yeah we getting the dough
Flooded the wrist and my neck is on froze
Dripped in designer from head to the toe
Don't talk to you niggas ain't nothing to say
They think that I'm going, I'm not on the way
Keep that lil' bitch cuz' i know she a stray
Smoking a blizzy, aint seen in some days
Fuck on a thot, but they thought I was gay
Pass me the rock cuz' we running up plays
Seeing a opp but we toting on k's
Talking a lot but I'm staying unfazed
smoking a blunt and it got me too dazed
Stay in the field cuz' I'm tryna get paid

[Hook]

I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these niggas (Yeah)
I don't even fuck with these bitches (Yeah)
I run up that bag, I'm getting my digits (Bag)
She following me? She pursuing her interest (Yeah)
I'm high as a kite, what I'm smoking explicit (High)
Don't fuck with these niggas, don't fuck with these bitches (Yeah)

IDFWY** [Prod. YungFlavour & BeatsbyNyce]

a song i had lying around for a minute somewhat zelda themed.

lyrics:

yeah 
yeah
come and find us 
know the times up
yeah
yeah
know the times up
come and find us
im in the lost woods tryna burn a vine up
catch me spinning on they block now they despise us
catch me chilling with them knots i poured a five up
yeah
aye pourin a five
yeah
i aint got time
chill with my brudda i chill with my slime
smoke out the pack  and we too outside
smoke out the pack and we trip
rolex yeah dont tick
i aint feeling this 
but lil bitch im feeling blessed up
feeling blessed up 
no et cetera
headed to the bank 
a well know finesser
i was in the whip
im chilling with venessa
smoking out the pound lil bitch you know its pressure
yeah
know its pressure
smoking out the pound lil bitch you know its pressure
smoking out the pound lil bitch you know its pressure
smoking out the pound lil bitch you know its pressure
know the times up
come and find us
im in the lost woods tryna burn a vine up
catch me spinning on they block now they despise us
catch me chilling with them knots i poured a five up
yeah
uh
stuck in the lost woods
free my brudda out that cell know its all good
when he out we giving hell with the whole hood
travel back i check my watch i see the times up
travel back i check my watch i see the times up
travel back i check my watch i see the times up
travel back i check my watch i see the times up
travel back i check my watch i see the times up

Times Up [Prod. Imperial]

song in question.

Lyrics:

paris lyrics 

Yeah
Uh
That's your bitch and I can't share it
We be spinning shit like ferris
She wanna spend one night in Paris, yeah
Nigga down bad, embarrassed, yeah
Ops slide by, we could tell it, yeah
Smoking on gas, you can smell it, yeah
Buring on trees in Paris, yeah

Yeah 
Bitch I'm bout' to burn one at the Eiffel Tower
She just wanna learn sum' be back in an hour
That bitch got you down bad, now you looking sour
.223s, laser beams, I got superpowers
Think I got a superpower 
Bad lil' bitch I go devour 
Burning shit like fire flower
Be in my bag it be too much
Running up racks I need a bunch
8 ball, shit you out of luck
Puff on a blunt it got me stuck
Yeah
Yeah
What you tryna do shawty?
One more night in Paris with me
What you tryna do shawty?
One more night in Paris with me
What you trying do shawty?
One more night in Paris with me
What you trying do shawty?

Yeah
That's your bitch and I can't share it
We be spinning shit like ferris
She wanna spend one night in Paris, yeah
Nigga down bad, embarrassed, yeah
Ops slide by, we could tell it, yeah
Smoking on gas, you can smell it, yeah
Buring on trees in Paris, yeah


Bitch I'm buring on them trees 
Count that guap can't see a thing
I just took ur lil hoe on a trip and now that hoe a flee
Get what I need then I leave cuz I got places to be
She just tryna' run around the city, while we smoke some weed
Running out of time tryna' travel back
Back to the future in a Cadillac 
She say, "one more time," she tryna' run it back
She wan' fall in love, I don't want none of that
Yeah, yeah and shawty you can keep it
I don't really need it, now she walking around defeated, yeah
Do it one more time, spin around and then repeat it, yeah
Do it one more time, spin around and then repeat it, yeah
We can do it uno mas and we could do it one more time
Put some pointers on my wrist I made the stars align
Designer fabrics on my body, your hoe liking the design
Is it plants or is it you cuz' something clouding up my mind

Yeah
Moving high speeds
Do a lot of things
Know she like me
One more night up in the city, tryna' sight see
One more night up in the city, tryna' sight see

Yeah
Uh
That's your bitch and I can't share it
We be spinning shit like ferris
She wanna spend one night in Paris, yeah
Nigga down bad, embarrassed, yeah
Ops slide by, we could tell it, yeah
Smoking on gas, you can smell it, yeah
Buring on trees in Paris, yeah

Paris [Prod. Liis]

Lyrics:

[Intro: Lil Grim]

Bro, I forgot there was another part to it
Alright, I got it now, we're good
It's gon' sound even harder now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright let's get into this shit

[Hook: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS)

Uh, call your bitch up tell her, "I'ma see her soon" (Yeah)
Bitch I'm smoking, and I'm chilling with my motherfucking goons (Yeah, yeah)
She said she wanna see me fail, It's gon' be some many moons (Woah)
Beamin' with TG and we just steady fucking going zoom (Aye, aye)
(Skirt, skirt)

[Verse: TRISTONPLUS]

Bitch I'm bout' to zoom out (Zoom)
Pop out with that tool out (Tool)
Summer time, we too out (Woo)
Smoking on some gas in the back, they say, "It's too loud" (Too loud)
Link up with my brother on the way, we bout' move out (Move)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Link up with my brother, uh (Bruh)
Slimey like I'm thugger, uh (Slime)
I just put the rollie on my wrist, It's changing colors
Got the glockie on my side, sticking to me like some butter 
Yeah, bitch I'm balling hard like I'm tryna beat the buzzer (Yeah, cash)
I'ma come and go, left my mind all in the gutter (Yeah, yeah)
She gon' fuck fosho' had to tell her I don't love her (Yeah, yeah) 
Yeah, put that shit on bro and I put that shit on mothers (On bro)
Damn
Yeah, yeah put that shit on bro and I put that shit on mothers (Put that, yeah)
Type shit you know 
put that shit on bro and I put that shit on mothers

[Hook: Lil Grim & TRISTONPLUS)

Uh, call your bitch up tell her, "I'ma see her soon" (Yeah)
Bitch I'm smoking, and I'm chilling with my motherfucking goons (Yeah, yeah)
She said she wanna see me fail, It's gon' be some many moons (Woah)
Beamin' with TG and we just steady fucking going zoom (Aye, aye)
(Skirt, skirt)

SEE U SOON Ft. Lil Grim

sad day :(

Lyrics:

YEAH
YEAH YEAH 
YEAH YEAH
YEAH YEAH
YEAH YEAH
YEAH YEAH
YEAH YEAH
YEAH YEAH

UH FUCK IT IMA GO IN
FUCK IT IMA GO IN
BACK TO BACK I BROUGHT SOME HOES IN
H20 MY WRIST LIL BITCH YOU KNOW ITS FROZEN
PLAYING ROUND WITH THE GANG YOU GON GET FROST BIT
TRYNA SPARK THIS
BITCH YOU KNOW WE ALL LIT
CHILL IN WATER BITCH IM IN THE SHARK PIT
PULL THE CHOPPA OUT BITCH YOU KNOW ITS GON SPIT
RUN THE BEAT BACK MAKING CERTIFIED HITS YEAH

RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH

YEAH RIP UH YEAH REST IN PIECE 
THIS MY FAVORITE SONG FROM THE TAPE STAYING UNRELEASED 
ITS ALL GOOD I GOT HOES AND A BUNCH OF WEED
KNOW I NIGGAS SLIPPIN CATCH A COUPLE ZS
KEEP THE CROSSES ON ME SO I GOTTA KEEP THE PIECE
STRESS OUT GOT SOME HELP WITH A COUPLE TREES
SHOUTOUT THUG FUCK ON HOES WITH A COUPLE SKIS
MAYBACH OUTSIDE GOT A COUPLE KEYS

UH FUCK IT IMA GO IN
FUCK IT IMA GO IN
BACK TO BACK I BROUGHT SOME HOES IN
H20 MY WRIST LIL BITCH YOU KNOW ITS FROZEN
PLAYING ROUND WITH THE GANG YOU GON GET FROST BIT
TRYNA SPARK THIS
BITCH YOU KNOW WE ALL LIT
CHILL IN WATER BITCH IM IN THE SHARK PIT
PULL THE CHOPPA OUT BITCH YOU KNOW ITS GON SPIT
RUN THE BEAT BACK MAKING CERTIFIED HITS YEAH

RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH
RIP TO PARIS DAMN RIP TO PARIS UH

RIP PARIS  (prod. shango)

[Prod. Segimon, F1sh‬, & LumusY2K]

Lyrics:

(Yeah) (I'm the slimest nigga on planet Earth)
(Yeah) (On mothers)
(Yeah) (That shits crazy)
(Yeah) (Yeah)

Yeah, took that lil' bitch and I told her do better (Yeah)
Got on the ricks, but I step in Margiela (Woah)
Never been rats, but we get to the cheddar (Haha)
We scrap or we shooting, we doing whatever 
Pour up a pint cuz' I gotta go measure 
Never on trends cuz' I'm always a setter (Yeah)
Still in the hood, gotta tote on berettas
Tryna go number one like we winning a medal (Yeah)

Go number one cuz' I'm going straight up 
Go number one, gotta double up the cup (Yeah)
Go number one, gotta double up the bucks
Don't fuck with niggas cuz' they say too much (Gang)
Doing what I do, gotta keep it on hush (Shh)
Spin to the store gotta get another crush (Yeah)
It's all gon' come, so it's never no rush (Yeah)
YTG, you can call me young plus (Yeah)
Head to the store and I'm spinning back (Store)
Niggas gon' talk we ain't hearing that
They sends shots at us? Nigga we'll send em' back
Head to the bank just to get a bag (Bank)
Niggas is weak, they stealing swag (Yeah)
Watch how you talking to me, I'm drumping mags (Bitch)
Paparazzi life, gotta flash (Flash)
Running it up got some niggas mad (Yeah)
Still in the hood forreal lil' bitch
Pour up a pint to spill lil' bitch 
Do what I do no fear lil' bitch
Stand on the tip of your heels lil' bitch
Yeah, getting it out the hood, yeah
On the set we good, yeah (Yeah)
Sipping on some mud, yeah (Yeah)
Doing this shit wish you could, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, took that lil' bitch and I told her do better (Yeah)
Got on the ricks, but I step in Margiela (Woah)
Never been rats, but we get to the cheddar (Haha)
We scrap or we shooting, we doing whatever 
Pour up a pint cuz' I gotta go measure 
Never on trends cuz' I'm always a setter (Yeah)
Still in the hood, gotta tote on berettas
Tryna go number one like we winning a medal (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm a one of one, aye (One)
She want a ton of fun, aye (Fun)
Took her too my hood, she love that shit cuz' its where I'm from, aye (Yeah)
Grew up in the slums, still had came out with green thumbs, aye (Yeah)
Smoking on this gas, it gave me red eyes and green lungs, aye
Too much guap can't see that shit (Guap)
Too many whips take the scenic trip 
It's HollyHood when I'm on the strip
Don't play with me, you in death's grips (Gang) 
Spin back to the hood cuz' I'm needing a zip 
Hit up the plug, but he gone off the rip 
I'm high as hell, I could chill on a blimp
Thousand sunnies how we flashing them blicks (Yeah)
Aye, flashing them blickys (Blick, blick)
Aye, she wanna get with me (Yeah, yeah)
Aye, smoking on sticky
I ain't gotta check in, still in your city, aye (Still in your city bitch)
Too many bitches on mind, now this shit getting tricky, aye (Shit getting tricky bitch)
Whole lotta hoes on time, leaving the hood with a  hicky (Hood with a hicky)

Still Inna Hood

Lyrics:

Yeah
Yeah, aye (Woo)
Yeah (Yeah)
I promise you I don't fuck with you (On god)
Yeah (Gang)
Yeah (Gang) 
Yeah (Haha) 
(Yeah)

Pulled up in a wraith (Wraith)
like I'm going ghost (Like I'm ghost)
She want sex today (Yeah)
But I ain't tell her no (I ain't tell her no)
It's like science class bitch but we ain't passing notes (We ain't passing notes)
Doubled up the styrofoam, I took a double dose

Yeah lil' shawty bad, she built like Domino (Domino)
Got two pistols on my hip I feel like double 0 (Double 0)
Got a hunting rifle on my back it got a scope (Got a scope!)
We gon' open up that third eye, hit you in your dome (Yeah)
We gon' hit you with the switches like we changing hosts
Courtside chilling with some bitches tryna' give me throat (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't no kissing, ain't no telling, if you know you know (If you know you know)
I'ma fuck her once and fuck her friend then adios

Pulled up in a wraith (Wraith)
like I'm going ghost (Like I'm ghost)
She want sex today (Yeah)
But I ain't tell her no (I ain't tell her no)
It's like science class bitch but we ain't passing notes (We ain't passing notes)
Doubled up the styrofoam, I took a double dose
Doubled up the styrofoam, I took a double dose
Doubled up the styrofoam, I took a double dose

double dose! [Prod. nitrogang!]

Uh 
(Yeah)

Where you go to, aye
What you going thru, aye (Where you go?)
You was blowing up my phone, now I ain't knowing you, aye 
Keep it real right from the jump, no I aint holding you, aye (On god)
Got some racks tucked in the back that I ain't showing you, aye 

Kept it, G-real (Real)
She tryna pop a perc and then I'm knowing how she feel (Yeah)
Doubled up the cup that activist I love to spill (Spill)
I put on my bunny hood it's feel like its Zelda
Got the hood on, baby give me good dome (Gimme what? yeah)
Where you went to, need someone to hold on 
Or to talk to, smoking blunts I'm too gone (Yeah I'm too gone)
But I'm fucked up, tripping all the way till dawn (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck that shit I'm rolling solo in this bitch, aye (Yeah)
Like its polo I got horses in the whip, aye (I got horses in the-)
Bitches acting up they need to get right with the script, aye 
Girl where you going got me wondering where you went
Got me wondering where you went

Where you go to, aye
What you going thru, aye (Where you go?)
You was blowing up my phone, now I ain't knowing you, aye 
Keep it real right from the jump, no I aint holding you, aye (On god)
Got some racks tucked in the back that I ain't showing you, aye 

Tell me where you going (Yeah)
Tell me where you headed (Yeah)
They was on the wave but I found another method (Yeah)
Words all in my brain but I don't know how to say it (Say)
Put it all on me lil baby I'ma make it
So just tell me where you going, on some real shit 
You can tell me where you going, I aint gon spill shit (Yeah)
And I'm tryna keep it real, but you don't feel me (Feel)
Yeah, count these dollar bills till I can't see a thing (Yeah)
Hella cams out, when we tryna walk thru (Walk thru)
Tryna chill out, took her to the bedroom (Bedroom)
Got her on now, you know what we gon' do (Gon' do)
When I'm fucked up girl I'm still gon' call you (Call you)

Where you go to, aye
What you going thru, aye (Where you go?)
You was blowing up my phone, now I ain't knowing you, aye 
Keep it real right from the jump, no I aint holding you, aye (On god)
Got some racks tucked in the back that I ain't showing you, aye 

(Kept it, G-real)
(She tryna pop a perc and then I'm knowing how she feel)
(Doubled up the cup that activist I love to spill)
(I put on my bunny hood it's feel like its Zelda)

WYGT? [Prod. PerryVsTheWrld]

Produced by Imprerial

Lyrics:

Yeah, aye

Ye-Yeah, aye

Ye-Yeah, aye

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I just smoked a plane 

With two different strains

Gotta break em' down, make them bitches look the same

Bitch get out my lane, cuz' you in my way

Gotta step it back, I'm too far out your range



Yeah, gotta step it back I been too far outer space

Tryna run it back, this bitch all in my face (Run it back)

Time is really money, got no time to waste (Got no time)

Stack it to the ceiling, tryna break the bank (Yeah)

I got hella hoes tryna come my way (Tryna come my way)

Really on that demon time, I'm bout' to slay (Bout' to slay)

Send that bitch to god like you better pray (Better pray)

I been off the line like I'm AFK (Bitch I'm AFK)

Got some hoes in a line like the 808 (Like the 808)

Live my 24 in the prime bout' to fade away (Bout' to fade away)

Put some stones in the belt like the heavyweight (Like the heavyweight)

You can catch me everywhere I been state to state

(State to state)



I just smoked a plane 

With two different strains

Gotta break em' down, make them bitches look the same

Bitch get out my lane, cuz' you in my way

Gotta step it back, I'm too far out your range



Yeah, faded way too long, outta the orbit (Out of it)

In a rocket ship, flip the switch to floor it (Flip the switch)

Just another day I wake up in a foreign (Yeah, yeah)

I got two lives, I'm feeling like I'm Norman (Haha)

I can't do that 9 to 5, cuz' that shit boring (Yeah, yeah)

I ain't worried bout' them niggas just ignore them (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I count Zzs like I'm snoring (Counting zs)

Yeah, I got Vvs on my forehand (Counting vs)

Yeah, like a frisbee how I'm throwing bands (Throwing bands)

Yeah, she was with me, now I'm with her friend (With her friend)

Yeah, this a 10-speed in a black benz (Black benz)

Yeah, now she miss me, what was back then? (Back then)



I just smoked a plane 

With two different strains

Gotta break em' down, make them bitches look the same

Bitch get out my lane, cuz' you in my way

Gotta step it back, I'm too far out your range

(Yeah, way too far up out your range)

(Yeah, way too far up out your range)

(Yeah, way too far up out your range)

(Yeah, way too far up out your range)

2Far

Prod. Tohruxd

Lyrics:

Hold on, I heard she was tryna-
Tryna go do somethin'
Hold on, what- 
What was it? (I don't even know, tells us)
Oh (Hey!)

What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde

Yeah, outside with it (Mhm)
To the right gotta vibe, downtown with it (Downtown)
Icebox on a watch, count down with it (Count down)
Throw the bills and she drop to the ground with it (Yeah, yeah)
But I'm fine with it
She wanna chill with me (Yeah)
Speaking out your mind, keep it real with me (Keep it, real)
Need to balance it like the cemetery (Yeah, yeah)
Strolling down the lane, where the loving be (Where the-, Where the-, Where the-, Where the-)

Aye, tell me where the love at 
Baby girl just let me know
Just grab your things and grab your coat
And baby we can hit the door
And maybe we can go explore
Maybe we could hit the beach, and we can hit a couple shores
It's whatever you just wanna do, just say the word
Sipping on that ackie, bitch it's got my vision blurred 
Talking all up crazy in the bitch, and absurd
Thinking bout' you should've never even occurred 

What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go out (Yeah)
Changing up the scene cuz we make it all- (Bounce)
Shawty what you mean, we can go a couple rounds
Mind stuck on some things you should leave it at the- (House)

Yeah, leave that drama over there 
Show em' you don't really care
Put your hands up in the air
If they wanna hate, then bitch just let em' hate and let em' stare
If they still doing that shit then they a couple squares

Gotta leave that shit where its at
Gotta leave that shit in the back
Hitting 88 traveling back
In the bedroom, moving too fast

Why the bedroom movings fast?
Got one foot up on the dash, one up on the gas
Racing to that money, till' lil' bitch I'ma crash
Then I got you bitch and I'm just grabbing on her ass
Cuz' she chilling with me and she wanna just vibe (Vibe)
Speaking on your mind and she chilling all the time (Time)
Speaking on that topic she just tryna be mine (Mine)
Shawty walk past, I gotta press rewind (Yeah, yeah)

Know we outside, pop up at the function (Outside)
Know we outside, gotta get it jumping (Outside)
Shawty 1 of 1, that's just an assumption (Yeah, yeah)
She get what she want treat it like it's nothing (On god)

What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go outisde (Outside)
What you tryna do, you tryna go out (Yeah)
Changing up the scene cuz we make it all- (Bounce)
Shawty what you mean, we can go a couple rounds
Mind stuck on some things you should leave it at the- (House) 
Yeah

Outside (Feat. Lil Grim)

Prod. Dom Julez

Lyrics:

Back at the old spot, aye (Yeah)
Back at the old spot, aye (Yeah)
Clearing the whole lot (Yeah)
From the school with the hard knocks
Tryna be cool, but I'm zoned out
Dripping hard like I'm showing out
Life too crazy, pull my phone out

Yeah, life been too crazy 
Yeah, walking down the path, told em', "save me"
Yeah, shit been going down like its mayday
Yeah, all about them bands, need a payday
Sacrificing for them blue bills (For them blue bills)
I been lost all week, don't know what to do here (Don't know what to do here)
Mind been way too foggy, need it too clear (Need it too clear)
I been working on me like the new year, yeah
Steady working on me
Broke the game lowkey
I be so gassed up, you can't catch me on E
Live my life it's day to day, I ain't worried bout' a thing
You won't catch me swipping shit cuz' I could get it for the free
Yeah, Damn I'm

Back at the old spot, aye (Yeah)
Back at the old spot, aye (Yeah)
Clearing the whole lot (Yeah)
From the school with the hard knocks
Tryna be cool, but I'm zoned out
Dripping hard like I'm showing out
Life too crazy, pull my phone out

(Yeah) 
(Yeah) 
(Yeah) (Life too crazy, pull my phone out)
(Yeah) 
(Yeah) 
(Yeah) (Life too crazy, pull my phone out)
(Yeah)
(Life too crazy, pull my phone out)

Life too crazy, where my phone be?
Yeah, one of one, don't need no plan b
Yeah, automatic, don't need no damn key (Don't need no damn key)
Yeah, shawty tryna come and slime me, yeah (Tryna slime me)

Life's Crazy

Talk Down (Feat. RJay, Lil Grim, & Lil Gibbo)

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