##rot <tiress + whyapril>

maajins - brainded

PAPERRR

I’m just tryna make that two door rock yeah
Four band tucked up in my sock (four band, tucked up)
Fifty round tucked up in this glock (Bee bee, bee)
He wan’ talk like that he might get popped (Bee)
Fuck the IRS like fuck the cops
Got that bitch on my body wan’ take my drugs
In this bih with like ten bitches oh my god (Bee, bee)
No you cannot get up in this ride (Skart, skart)

Rock out, with me tonight
Tomorrow you gonna die (Bih)
Vetements, all on my tee
Balenci’ on my thighs (On my thigh)
Yuh
No you cannot hop up in that ride
Boy you won’t be nun and that’s aight
But I’m really tryn’ believe the hype
I been up all night
I been up all night
I been thinking like, this shit, not made for me
I been in a cycle
I know, you feeling me (I know, I know)
I know you been lying through your, through your teeth
It’s like everything between us make believe
But I gave you what you want and what you need
Bitch you know I’m slime I keep it P

I’m just tryna make that two door rock yeah
Four band tucked up in my sock (four band, tucked up)
Fifty round tucked up in this glock (Bee bee, bee)
He wan’ talk like that he might get popped (Bee)
Fuck the IRS like fuck the cops
Got that bitch on my body wan’ take my drugs
In this bih with like ten bitches oh my god (Bih, Bih)
No you cannot get up in this ride (Skart, skart)


PROD aotb

I Get Motived(prod.Ochoo)

say oso (prodkiv)

Pull up to the show I signed her chest
She wan’ ride with us cus’ we the best
Stripes on my chest just like a ref (Yeah!)
O-o-o-ok I love that bitch like she my fetish
Undercover drug shit, I feel like Fetty
Ride through his lil’ town, knock off his fitted
What the fuck happened to your lil’ money like bitch I spent it
Spin ‘round, black truck like “Twin let’s get it”

Pull up, four door told that bitch get in
Ion got time to hang ‘round, bitch I’m money getting
He talk crazy, finna get a boy lifted up
I got mob ties
My shoota gon’ shoot for fun
Yeah I ride ‘round with five dudes in the back
Ion do no one on one
I just got right back from the airport and I still keep my gun
I just went jump off that lil’ plane I still got keep my gun
Pussy lil’ boy got one lil’ song, he a one and done
Smoking on gas all day I’m like “Damn fuck my lungs”
He said he was gon’ pull up on me, bitch boy ain’t do nun

Pull up to the show I signed her chest
She wan’ ride with us cus’ we the best
Stripes on my chest just like a ref (Yeah!)
O-o-o-ok I love that bitch like she my fetish (Yeah!)
Undercover drug shit, I feel like Fetty (Yeah!)
Ride through his lil’ town, knock off his fitted
What the fuck happened to your lil’ money like bitch I spent it
Spin ‘round, black truck like “Twin let’s get it”


PROD skii

yayo (xoolice)

osodion

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