Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn
*headphones recommended 

Beat Production by: fukkmetta x ppekkaaa

Lyrics:

Girl I'm tryna get this pape
Girl I'm tryna get this pape, 
it's dat early morning routine
Like shawty tryna press me
Like shawty tryna text me
Like shawty want da cash like,
told shawty quit asking me
Shawty in da club, yeah
Shawty in da mix (shawty in da mix)
Yeah don't fuck it up, like
twin made a hit
Okay shii bout to spiral
We call it viral
Bitch ain't respond, like
steady hit your iPhone

Hoe talk my ear off
Flex bands in da mirror
Haters think I show off
Bitch bye like see ya
Ion care block da bitch
Steady getting qwaup n shit
It's the only thing I care about,
yeah thank God dat I'm rich

Shawty asking me for qwaup, lil hoe
she need like 5 bands
Yeah I keep dat switch on me, 
I hold it in my right hand
Yo shout out my gang,
twin had my back (slatt)
Said ya'll getting bands
Y'all really be capping (damn)

Spiral (Prod.fukkmetta x ppekkaaa)

Ballin 4 (pipebomb)

#TrendSet! [ ZaySkillz x CrazyJesus ]

Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn

Produced by yvngonce

Masked (Prod.yvngonce)

Shut Up

prod v2
lyrics

Yo yo, yo yo
Yo yo, yo yo

I'm with AB, I'm with P2F
Told baby do not stress
I was at this lil' hoe house
We about freaked out, I'm in her bed like buddy, nah

Buddy sent them shots, you still ain't go slide
I'm inside her mouth, she keep that wide
I gotta smoke this weed, if not it fuck my mind up
My slime do want your friend, don't know if you mind

Shit got you bitter
These niggas move like lizards
Hit step back, I'm that nigga
About a girl, you moving tender

Labels tryna sign me, need more
Man, I gotta grind like this
Distro check went expensive, the fit
Caught them loafing, I ain't going for it

We broke up but don't mess with my Bitch
Man, this music, I'm loving this world
V2 boy, you bout cold then a bitch
Got them glazing, hit pose on a pic

I ain't even hear what you said
Met a groupie, you cool but you fan
And I'm missing my brother, lil' 10
Walk in my shoes if you can

If I die, who you'd steal the swag from?
And that's my type beat, please don't go and act dumb
The label fly me out, I think I'm that one
She call me Prayvion, think that she know some

They say you no good
My brother slime put an opp in a wood
I'ma tweak out, I don't know if I should
Died on a lick, boy, you died on a jugg

I want your soul, let me know if I could
Mix it up with the grabba, I'm puffing on good
It ain't nothing to go pop it, just wait till I do
Boy, I'm up in that mode, they ain't even have a clue

And she wanna go fuck me, yes
Bitch popped, had to tell her no
I'm a freak, yes, I confess
If you ain't, then guess you gotta go

I'm with AB, I'm with P2F
Told baby do not stress
I was at this lil' hoe house
We about freaked out, I'm in her bed like buddy, nah

Buddy sent them shots, you still ain't go slide
I'm inside her mouth, she keep that wide
I gotta smoke this weed, if not it fuck my mind up
My slime do want your friend, don't know if you mind

Shit got you bitter
These niggas move like lizards
Hit step back, I'm that nigga
About a girl, you moving tender

Labels tryna sign me, need more
Man, I gotta grind like this
Distro check went expensive, the fit
Caught them loafing, I ain't going for it

We broke up but don't mess with my Bitch
Man, this music, I'm loving this world
V2 boy, you bout cold then a bitch
Got them glazing, hit pose on a pic

I ain't even hear what you said
Met a groupie, you cool but you fan
And I'm missing my brother, lil' 10
Walk in my shoes if you can

Lizard

Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn

Produced by fukkmetta x thulu

Lyrics:

And we slide with glocks
New scope hit ya top
We get hella gwaup
I copped that new bag
Count it up
And you talked on gang
Like 1500 gon spin yo block
This hoe been on my ass
She in my ear talking
Like what?
Okay like can I be for real though
Bitch I'on care like what you saying
Okay like gang up in the bando
Get 'em AR's and we spraying
Slide zen up on that glock, slatt
Cool got perfect aiming
And we slide that SRT
Aim at ya dome
Gon blast ya brain in

Treat that boy like blood
Yeah that's slime
That's my bro
Yeah we got hella options
We got hella sticks for sure
Yeah I step - I step Ricks damn
I be stacking bricks damn
That hoe said she fuck with how it sound
Like that the mix then
Told 'em that we up
Like check the board
Like check the stats
Throwing - throwing hella racks on her
I send that hoe cash
It just be myself
Like I'on trust nobody yeah
Fuck that hoe she did me dirty
That hoe made me shed a tear
ATL just landed
Cool lil bitch like I just touched down
Old friends wan dap me up
Cause they all see I'm up now
Diamonds in my dental baby
This shit look like crystals
That boy keep on staring
But I know deep down he pissed off

ATL (Prod.fukkmetta x thulu)

Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn

Produced by meraki.mp3

*Headphones recommended 

Lyrics:

Dis dat slime pack (yeah)
Gang came in clutch, he
had my back (yeah)
And I hit da plug, we 
gon send some slugs
High rise in dis bitch, yeah
these hoes tryna fuck
All my bruddas young (yeah)
We got all these guns
And I hit da plug, hit dat 
shit before twenty-one
We slide-we slide robo truck (slatt)
I get all these bucks
Dat hoe-dat hoe see I’m coming up,
like she wanna say wassup (wassup)
Bitch I’m-bitch I’m a fashionista (yeah)
They like slime you tuff (slatt)

Verse:

She like where you get dis cash?
Yeah, moms think I’m trapping on shit
Told her-told her I ain’t trapping on shit
Put my hoe in Lou Lou, 
okay dat hoe step in Rick
She like “boy I really fuck with you”
Posting on her story be like,
“damn like I’m in love with you”
Girl the feelings mutual
Okay like I rock with you
Girl like send your address, 
yeah, I’m tryna pull up
My wrist be Frank Muller
She like “boy I like your diamonds”
Yeah, shoutout my jeweler (yeah)
She like “boy where you’re going?” (back-back)
Ex hoe keep like hitting me up, dat 
hoe I’m ignoring (slatt-slatt)
Bitch I get all the racks (racks)
Bitch all my pockets fat
No I ain’t get too close to dat hoe (bitch)
No I can’t get attached
(bee) (yeah yeah yeah) (yeah, yeah)

Slime Pack (Prod.meraki.mp3)

Mixed and Mastered by fl3xxn

produced by 101dayyys

Lyrics:

Baby why you fronting, like
Just come on now (c'mon)
Shawty just be real, like
Come on now (yeah)
It's crazy how you switched up
What happened now? (woah)
You ain't talked to me back then
What changed now?
She said "boy I fuck with you,
Cuz boy you solid" (woah)
Yeah shawty want some bands
It ain't no problem
Yeah, yea we smoke on good
Bitch I'm throwed off
(Bitch I'm throwed)
This bitch give me head
Throat yuhh
Yeah we was supposed to meet
You ain't showed up (yuh)
Rock designer on my tee
Yeah that's Goyard
Yeah bitch I'm in my bag
I ain't sold yuh (I ain't no)
Yeah put it on yo soul
That you ain't fold yuh (yeah)
I was down on my ass,
Nobody to cry on (no one)
Yeah it's crazy how nobody
Ever called yuh (yeah yeah)

I skrrt new whip, trackhawk
Widebody go crazy 
This hoe want my baby
10 outta 10 yuh
This hoe yeah I rate it
I put new diamonds on that hoe,
Yeah her bracelet 
Why's you worried bout like me?
Why's you worried bout what I do
Yeah we slide lamb truck, switch
It for the Bentley coupe
She like "can we talk?"
"Boy you hella cool yuh"
Girl let me know if 
You wanna walk
We can meet at 2 yuh (yeah)
That hoe was bad for me
Had to x her out (yeah)
Yeah new shawty on me
She with the team yuh
Bitch I'm off the drugs
Bitch I'm hella clean yuh
This hoe hit my phone up 
Oh My God
Yeah I might have to delete ya
(Might delete ya, might delete ya)
Yeah I still rock 'em Prada jeans
Rock 'em with the tag on
Bitch I'm hella drunk yuh
Yo I took the cab home
This bitch all up on me
Had to be like "girl back off"
Girl you hella bad for me (yeah)
She kick dirt in my eyes
Yeah this shit crazy (woah)
Girl you bad for me (yeah)
She kick dirt in my eyes (yeah)
Yeah this shit crazy

Dirt In My Eyes (Prod.101dayyys)

Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn

produced by chrisellavar

Lyrics:

[Intro]
I got G's up in my bag
Choppa hit yo shit yuh
Choppa hit yo ass
Pussy tryna beef yuh
I ain't beefin bout no bitch
3.5 up in dis bitch,
Okay smoke on gas

[Hook]
Yeah 20 ball, 20 ball on me
Yeah 20 ball on me bitch
Yeah I hit dat mall
20 ball on flex, yeah
20 ball on flex
Yeah 20 hoes on deck
Dis hoe-dis hoe give me neck

[Verse]
If you got a hunnid thousand
Dollars flex yo bankroll
I just fuck a bitch then I,
Leave dis is case closed
I'on fuck with IG hoes no more
Yeah them old hoes
Dat hoe acting Hollywood on gang
She a groupie slut yo
Pull up gen5 yo
Slime aim out da window
BJ out da side door
Label tryna sign me yo
Free bands on da sign yo
Outside with da gang lil hoe
We slidin new Durango

20 Ball (Prod.chrisellavar)

Mixed & Mastered by fl3xxn

produced by kay4l

Nevada (Prod.kay4l)

https://solo.to/fl3xxn

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