Pass me da zot twin I’m trinna geek uhh🌐

jadapinkett (babyrojo)

Stand Up [Prod. Hailey] *Audio Hug*

learn [prod.himmler]

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mad face [prod.tenferno]

mine! [prod.cash]

Nigga is a bitch and you know it
It dont take much to fuckin' show it
Imma have to show you where yo hoe at
Get me all the money I can blow a bag 
Find another hoe that can treat me in the morning
*bouncing noise* She gone buss it on me
Getting all the money im annoying
Getting all the checks and im annoying

Watch out dont you let her go
Swaggin on the fashion shit 
You know I like the clothes
Follow all your dreams 
OR you'll never ever know
Imma tote the glock 
eVerY time i meet a hoe

 Ain't got time dont test her
You can keep my bitch i bred her
I just told her how to get her bread up
I made my hoe a finesser
Everytime you lose 
keep ya chin up higher
I dont need to climb 
just to get up by ya

when i get this money 
imma look right by ya! (2x)

when i get this money 
imma look right-

when i get this money 
imma look right by ya! (3x) 


@fuckcamo

Bye ya!  (Sl4yyer!)

Public! [prod.cam]

my gear w/ Yrt Swervo [prod.goonrixh]

Lyrics:

Hook:

Uh, hop in the whip and I take off the brain 
I’m in the party alone, you think that you’re brave lil nigga, then reach for the chain
We in the big body swerving through traffic, the hoes in the back doing pure cocaine
Fuck nigga want me to pull up and fight him, I told him to do him a Kurt Cobain

And I got the money on me in the party 
Piss on the grave of the dearly departed 
I got that Glock in the whip, imma hop out the bitch, and my bro with the shit like he sharted
Only tears you see from me is from denim
If he talk on the net have my youngin so split him 
I told a bitch that im not sentimental, im not finna miss you whenever you gone
That fuck nigga playing, but I got a Glock in my pocket, lil bitch you’ll get smoked like a bong 
My niggas got sticks on my left and my right, tryna catch him outside, do a bitch nigga wrong
We pulled up on him that boy started running, this choppa so hot that he turn acrobatic, got him hitting backflips 
Better watch your mouth or you’ll get smacked bitch 
Word to the money counter, getting racks quick
And I’m never going out like no bitch 
I gotta stop fucking with all these bitches, they really just fuck up a young nigga head
I lately been feeling like crashing out
He did me wrong way before, why the fuck he not dead? 
(Yeah uh) 

Verse:

Put a nigga on a screen like Roku
Nigga all in my mentions don’t know you, bitch 
I been outside with that Pro tool
Copy delete, man this choppa gon hoe you, bitch 
Got a 556 doing voodoo
Nigga you was a bitch the whole time that I knew you
You got in your head you’re a big man now, nigga step to the team, you don’t know what we’ll do to you 
This choppa be stuttering, bitch it’s goes “doo doo doo” 
I heard that a opp nigga died, it ain’t nothing new 
My partners Piru but I’m friends with some Billies too
Bitch I’ll put a price on your life and I’m billing you 
Yall niggas know “vvs”, this “Luh V”, bitch it’s a eviler side of me
Stay with myself, give a fuck bout society
Nigga I’m high as fuck, what the fuck is sobriety 
Glock 19, ARPS, nigga we got some variety 
Got on Rick Owen boots, I been stepping on mini-me’s
And y’all niggas pussy, you’re never my enemy 
Ain’t no action behind it, you said you gon end me, bitch 
Come try it, we’ll put your dumbass in a ditch
Tryna see you in person, the fuck is a diss
Get a fuck nigga fried with a Glock like a diss 
(Yea slatt yea) 

Hook: 

Uh, hop in the whip and I take off the brain 
I’m in the party alone, you think that you’re brave lil nigga, then reach for the chain
We in the big body swerving through traffic, the hoes in the back doing pure cocaine
Fuck nigga want me to pull up and fight him, I told him to do him a Kurt Cobain

And I got the money on me in the party 
Piss on the grave of the dearly departed 
I got that Glock in the whip, imma hop out the bitch, and my bro with the shit like he sharted
Only tears you see from me is from denim
If he talk on the net have my youngin so split him 
I told a bitch that im not sentimental, im not finna miss you whenever you gone
That fuck nigga playing, but I got a Glock in my pocket, lil bitch you’ll get smoked like a bong 
My niggas got sticks on my left and my right, tryna catch him outside, do a bitch nigga wrong
We pulled up on him that boy started running, this choppa so hot that he turn acrobatic, got him hitting backflips

mad face [prod.tenferno]

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