Godsend 5^

Steez Pt3000

4th quarter

Main - 4

Newer Kinda

EXPLOSIONS

So Called Life

Meteora

Faint

THOUXANBANDFAUNI - Wish The Worst

TYO 808

aintno

Thug Club

Jace (iayze!) - Lord Close / Lord Close 2 (Prod. Reset & Royal)

RIP YAM$

NIGGAS KNOW YOUR MOMMA

If I Produced For Solange Knowles

BARE SUGAR: SWEET NOTHINGS

cold case

https://youtu.be/LYZV7Y0T_L4?si=sXzM3lBiLMtYpP_F

Kels! - SECTION @15drtt *vid in description*

Pockets Stuffed - Lil Uzi

IG: @BABIIMOEOFFICIAL

Lyrics: 
I already know this bitch a duck
Soon as I walk in the store, she finna open up
I ain’t got time to argue with my opps, them niggas broke as fuck
20 deep, I had a 30 in a Glock and we was posted up

Really the best when it come down to taking shots
’Cause I ain’t choking up
I dropped a addy in my pop ’cause I ain’t woke enough
I had a bitch, I found out she a bop and now we broken up

I might just put a switchy on my brother Glock
’Cause now he old enough
In 2021, went through a lot but I’m still holding up
Them honey buns and peanut butter got me strong as fuck

Was mad as hell up in that country jail
That shit felt long as fuck
This nigga sad as hell, he told his bitch about me
Now she wanna f***

This switch fast as hell
I don’t know why the fuck this nigga trying to duck
I love the hoes that shake ass and ain’t got no butt
This foreign shit drive fast but ain’t got no trunk

The opps block, I ride past it, they not gone bump
Got guap on me, if I flash it, I’m not gone stunt
We got pape, we be fucking niggas’ hoes and we flame shit
Bitch, you straight, I can’t lie, you ain’t got nothing on my main bitch

Brand new drac, I just gave it to my bitch, she on some gang shit
I ain’t fake, you just mad ’cause I be staying in my lane, bitch
You think I’m cheating, but whole time I’m on the game, btc
I ain’t repeating nothing, I ain’t the type that’s gone explain shit

He wanna beat his bitch, she getting drunk at night and in the main pic
In the bikini bottom, I’ll be on top ’cause I’m the fish
This nigga telling and he supposed to be my man’s, he in some lame shit
I don’t know why you pulling down your pants, I want some brain, bitch

I really wanna fuck your friend
I don’t know why the fuck you came, bitch
This nigga used to have two bands
I don’t know how the fuck you fake rich

Like how the fuck you fake rich
Get your broke ass on, nigga
Take your broke ass home, nigga
Bitch, bitch, bitch

“Fake Rich” by Babii Moe is a high-energy anthem straight outta the Flint scene, packed with punchy bars, slick talk, and a bouncy beat that hits from the jump. With its fun, fast-paced flow and trendy one-liners, Babii Moe delivers a playful flex on the culture of fake luxury — calling out the cap while still having a blast. It’s a catchy, head-nodding track made for turning up, sliding in reels, or just stunting with your crew. Perfect for fans of that raw Midwest bounce with a comedic edge.

Superpowers

Kromow