A HUNNID FUCKIN REASONS OF NEVA EVA LEAVING

he gon call it crazy but i call it feenin

Hitting legs today with this banger💯🗣️❗️❗️

i wanted this on sc. bitches kept uploading the slowed one
song says sped up in the title for reach
lyrics:

[Intro]
You can't trust nobody
I don't fuck with these niggas
Fuck 12
Look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
Drank
I know
What you tell 'em, slime?

[Chorus]
Gangster (Yeah)
Blood (Yeah), shooter (Yeah)
Killer (Yeah), robber (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah), get to it (Yeah)
Your bitch wanna fuck
Huh? Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, Percs
Lean, pour me up

[Verse 1]
Look what the Molly make your bitch do
Look what the drank make your bitch do
Look what the weed make your bitch do, fuck it
Look what the Percs make Young Nudy do
Beat your bitch back down
I'ma give your ho the mack down
WWE Smackdown
Yeah, I'm talking raw, nigga
Beat your bitch raw, nigga, yeah
All in her jaws, nigga
All in her jaws, nigga
Knockin' down walls, nigga
Beat your bitch face up
Yeah, I run I run the cake up
Riding 'round with the cakers
Yeah, we havin' bakers
Bake me a pussy nigga
Try to play, nigga, I'ma go and roll you up like a Swisher
And I'ma smoke you, nigga
Yeah, you over with

[Chorus]
Gangster (Yeah)
Blood (Yeah), shooter (Yeah)
Killer (Yeah), robber (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah), get to it (Yeah)
Your bitch wanna fuck
Huh? Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, Percs
Lean, pour me up
[Verse 2]
Damn, you trust that bitch
Damn, you trust that ho
Yeah, I don't really give a fuck 'bout that ho
Give her nothin' but the slow strokes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got your bitch in the room screaming, yeah
Yeah, blam, damn, well
I done rolled up another blunt, Toucan Sam
Froot Loops in a fucking coupe
Riding 'round with the whole zoo, what about you?
You through, they through
I'm shooting, you shooting
They 'bout it, we 'bout it
Catch a body, you ain't 'bout it
Been 'bout it, since a youngin'
Everybody know I want the money
If a nigga ain't talking 'bout no money
Shit, I guess I'll go fuck on your honey

[Chorus]
Gangster (Yeah)
Blood (Yeah), shooter (Yeah)
Killer (Yeah), robber (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), finesser (Yeah)
Jugger (Yeah), I do it (Yeah)
Sticks (Yeah), get to it (Yeah)
Your bitch wanna fuck
Huh? Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, drank
Mollies, Percs
Lean, pour me up

[Outro]
Huh, yeah
I bet one of y'all bitch will call me right now
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Ain't tryin' these bitches
See what the drug make yo' bitch do

YEAH YEAH - YOUNG NUDY REMIX (OG)

Original song on "The Life of Pi'erre 5" album. 



Drunk and Nasty - Pi'erre Bourne (Tiktok Edit)

babycartel - drunk and nasty/high off a pill (remix) 963hz

She havin' deep thought, and I can see it
Everything that I say, know I mean it
Said "I love you," just believe it
I hate it when we argue for no reason
Pourin' up that cup, I think I'm drinkin'
I'm pourin' up for nothin', think I'm fiendin'
She goin' off for nothin', think I'm cheatin'
I can't blame lil' baby, I'm a demon

We out, I order Sprite and put codeine in it
But she don't like that shit when I be ignorant
I'm pourin' up the pint what you had spent on rent
If she don't like her ass, then we fixin' it
Hop in X6 twin-turbo, big as shit
My bitch bad and she boujee and she Snicker thick
Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig
You could try to try my bitch, but you ain't gettin' shit
You niggas desperate for my ho
I keep checkin' on my ho
I ain't never stressin' on my ho
I count these backends with my ho
You be actin' for your ho
You'll get slapped in front of your ho
I can't believe these jokes
Nigga dapped me up sayin' "Bro"
Then tried to talk to my ho
But we ain't stressin' anything
It's still purple everything
It's still purple everything

Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason
He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin'
He don't want no other ho's 'cause that lil' shit too easy
Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it
Big bro say I'm trippin', but I got a hundred reasons
One hundred fuckin' reasons, I'm never ever leavin'
Nope, I ain't leavin'
Even if we ain't speakin'
And if we ain't speakin', you know Ima be tweakin'
Need a real bitch, I ain't nothin' like these groupie ho's
Nothin' like these bitches sittin' front row at your fuckin' shows
He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some
I know I ain't tripping man, about you I might kill some
(Huh, yeah) Kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some
Make one call, he still come 'cause I make him feel some
Yeah, feel some, feel some
This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb

Lil Candy Paint - 22  Ft. Bhad (Blowing Up His Phone I Know I'm Tripping For No Reason)

wtf ~ xlovclo (sped up + reverb)

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Clara La San - Lose All Control

Ton1ght exotic remix -luvdes  x (sped up)

BallRoom Blitz - Fake Boujee

trap house (slowed + reverb) - 03 Greedo

The remix is from @katozaii ! I only extended it. Enjoy.

Katozaii - With My Hoe! Remix (extended by vxctor)

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Lil Candy Paint - 22 Ft. Bhad (Blowing Up His Phone I Know I'm Tripping For No Reason)

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