DeadonSight Ft 031Mavericks prod by Taylorsixteen

Yellow Tape Sunday (Prod. The Alchemist & Naww G)

Superman

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
(Woo!)
(Aye, turn me up!)
(Let’s go!)

[Chorus]
I pull up swervin' (skrrt), pockets full, I’m splurgin’ (cash!)
Glock on me, no purgin’ (pow), snakes I see, I’m urgent (brrra!)
They talk, they nervous (huh?), I’m smooth, no surface (yeah)
Ten toes down, I’m certain (let’s go), big racks got me workin’ (woo!)

I’m movin’ solo (yeah), big body, ridin’ dolo (skrrt)
Hit the block with a fo’ fo’, hollow tips in the polo (pow!)
They hate but don’t know (nah), keep it silent, move like ghost mode (shh)
Step out, it’s a show though, they love it when the dough grow (woo!)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t never foldin’ (never), steel plate under my Jordan’s (yup)
Keep a bag in motion (move), trap jumpin’, it’s golden (facts!)
Phone ringin’ like sirens (brrr), packs landin’, no flyin’ (zoom)
Big drip, no tryin’ (drip), wrist cold like cryin’ (ice!)

I was raised in the jungle (yeah), cold nights, I had to hustle (let’s get it!)
They want smoke, bring muscle (woo), choppa sing like it’s Russell (brrra!)
Cash flow, I double (double), now the bands can’t buckle (nah)
My life’s a puzzle (yeah), piece it up, no struggle (pow!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Came from the dirt, now it’s first class flights (wooh)
Only real ones ‘round me, I don’t deal with no mice (nah)
Chain hittin’ heavy, it can shine through the night (bling)
Ain’t no cappin’, boy, I live this life (woo!)

[Chorus]
I pull up swervin' (skrrt), pockets full, I’m splurgin’ (cash!)
Glock on me, no purgin’ (pow), snakes I see, I’m urgent (brrra!)
They talk, they nervous (huh?), I’m smooth, no surface (yeah)
Ten toes down, I’m certain (let’s go), big racks got me workin’ (woo!)

I’m movin’ solo (yeah), big body, ridin’ dolo (skrrt)
Hit the block with a fo’ fo’, hollow tips in the polo (pow!)
They hate but don’t know (nah), keep it silent, move like ghost mode (shh)
Step out, it’s a show though, they love it when the dough grow (woo!)

[Verse 2]
Pressure got ‘em foldin’ (yeah), my team solid, we golden (solid!)
These streets so cold, man (cold), but I’m heat like an oven (hot!)
They tried to stop me (nah), but my grind got no button (nah)
I’m plugged like sockets (yeah), now my bank keep floodin’ (facts!)

Draco sittin’ shotgun (pow), V12 engine hummin’ (woo)
Stack so tall, it’s stuntin’ (stacks!), got these haters frontin’ (brrra!)
They can’t catch my moves (nah), switch lanes, no rules (skrrt)
I’m a winner, I don’t lose (nope), real G’s keep tools (pow!)

[Bridge]
(Brrra!) I’m cut different, they know it (yeah)
(Let’s go!) Big racks, I’m blowin’ (cash!)
(Huh?) My wrist is snowin’ (ice!)
Skrrt off, no slowin’ (skrrt!)

Grew up rough, I’m chosen (yeah)
Hood rich, my token (facts!)
New wave, no ocean (woo)
Loyalty, my potion (gang!)

[Chorus]
I pull up swervin' (skrrt), pockets full, I’m splurgin’ (cash!)
Glock on me, no purgin’ (pow), snakes I see, I’m urgent (brrra!)
They talk, they nervous (huh?), I’m smooth, no surface (yeah)
(PMO Music)


Splurgin [Prod. PMO Music]

Run It Back | Roddy Ricch Type Beat

Regular $h¡+

Everyday prod.Geekinz

Drip or Drown

Black Mamba

She fw it (prod.aaronbasqueit)

I been stuck
I feel so alone
if you need me girl
then call my cellphone 
let em gossip
cause they don’t rlly know
I was chillin in my bag
getting O’s
I got knocked down
I got up by myself 
I love this pain think I’m addicted
to not feeling well
n I’m insane 
I’m addicted to 
not thinking well 
n I’m insane 
need an Ativan 
to feel well 
this ain’t Aladdin
girl I won’t find u 
I hate my past 
too much pain
can’t replace you
sorry girl I promise 
I can’t date you

let them gossip (xoarwhy)

Everyday prod.Geekinz

Omally 315