Okay

Produced By Malachi

(Lyrics)
Yeah
Bring my shit back, bitch
Four finger ring on my hand, bitch, damn 
Draco just too hot to handle (krr)
Let that hoe fly til I jam it, damn
Hoe can’t een dodge when I’m ramming (krr)
Cut that brick with a Karambit, damn
Cook that bitch up in a pot bitch, uh
Cook that hoe up in a pan bitch, yeah
I got a whole lot of fans bitch 
These niggas act like my fam, bitch, uh
Damn, drum on that bitch like a fan bitch (ffrr)
Drip on me from foreign lands bitch,uh 
Too much hate in this world, I can’t stand it 
I been just tryna do what I can, bitch, yeah

You can bet on me, bitch, like the moneyline
You can flake on me just like I’m average, promise you that we not linking another time
I’m the one who made gold out of sand, I told you I got you, then nigga my word is bond
And I’m holding this shit in my hand, I look in the mirror and say that the world is mine
And I’m taking these packs in the air, I open the bag and you know that the odor mine
And I’m taking that Hemi hereNthere, engine gon’ jump out that bitch with no motor mounts
‘Cus it took me a minute to get here, I cannot be by your side when you go down
And I’m spilling that swag hereNthere, but its ok I got way more to go round 

Yeah I got way more to go round 

All on my own
I gotta walk this path til I cant no more
I gave niggas every pass, but I can’t no more, ahh
I got real proof that my swag can put a nigga on 
My plug having flavors like Menchie’s, what you want 
My hoe way, way too friendly, like fuck that, uh
No 1900, I was hanging with Rugrats though 
We would leave at lunch and hit up every damn store 

Uh 
What 
Hold onn
Yeah
Bring my shit back, bitch
Four finger ring on my hand, bitch, damn
Bitch think she too hot to handle, damn
I take a trip to Miami, damn (Hold on)
Serve out that pack, call it candy, damn
Serving some bars, not the xannies, damn
I need that Benz, fuck a Grammy, damn
Show tonight, whole documentary
And that shit turnt, foe, we need us an Emmy
Why would you turn on your team when we winning
I could just turn on that beam and just grill ‘em
Or turn on the heat on the seats when I’m chilling 
I turn up the heat in this shit, they can feel it 
I need all my cheese in this bitch with no Philly (Oh yeah)

Yeah
Bring my shit back, bitch
Four finger ring on my hand, bitch, damn 
Draco just too hot to handle (krr)
Let that hoe fly til I jam it, damn
Hoe can’t een dodge when I’m ramming (krr)
Cut that brick with a Karambit, damn
Cook that bitch up in a pot bitch, uh
Cook that hoe up in a pan bitch, yeah
I got a whole lot of fans bitch 
These niggas act like my fam, bitch, uh
Damn, drum on that bitch like a fan, bitch (ffrr)
Drip on me from foreign lands bitch,uh 
Too much hate in this world, I can’t stand it 
I been just tryna do what I can, bitch, yeah

Vadova - 2 Hot 2 Handle

snakes inside of the grass
I gotta watch my six

…
…
all the lies you mask
how it don’t make you sick?
i relapse with a tab
I gotta find my zen
New rocks on my feet
Nigga these not ricks!

6 Prod. idklou_.wav (not no ricks)

For a Min ft Lucy Bedroque prod Misogi Ginseng

produced by 6houl

(felt like that my whole life, go away) 
(felt like that my whole life, omg wesley) 

Wanna know how i’m feeling 
I’ll probably say i’m fine 
She think i don’t got feelings 
I don’t really know why 
I don’t really want no dealings 
It tend to mess with my mind 
Why you wanna get revenge ?
And pretend like i’m a lie 
I don’t think i’m alive 
Felt like that my whole life 
Felt like that my whole life 

It’s too late now i’m soul tied 
You was plotting on me the whole time 
I’m going in with no guide, no guide 
Bae you got the wrong guy 
I don’t think i’m your type  
I’m freezing with no ice 
I don’t even know why
Took me a while to realize 
I ain’t okay with lies 
Yea that’s what i despise
That’s one thing i don’t like 
And you could come my way 
Cuz i promise i don’t bite 

Bae you could come my way 
I was trippin i was in space 
When you showed up i went blank 
I ain’t know what to even think 
When you leave me i feel drained 
You know that ain’t a good thing 
I cannot hold your pain 
It’s enough on my plate 

Got none, i don’t really got none to say 
Ion got much 
I didn’t wanna get you out the way 
But you gotta move if you in my way 
Really wanna go mia 
Really wanna go to a different place 
I’m on the loose lock me in a cage 

Wanna know how i’m feeling 
I’ll probably say i’m fine 
She think i don’t got feelings 
I don’t really know why 
I don’t really want no dealings 
It tend to mess with my mind 
Why you wanna get revenge ?
And pretend like i’m a lie 
I don’t think i’m alive 
Felt like that my whole life 
Felt like that my whole life

And the source know that i tried 
She got really beautiful eyes
And i had to tell her no mas
Cuz i’m knowing that she ain’t mine 
Switch sides i’m like oh my 
Ran away with all my time 
Stay away if you don’t mind 
Hit my phone i don’t decline 
Just walk away from the line 
Just walk away from my life 
It was dark but i see light 
Wanna know what it feel like 
Wanna know what it feel like 

It’s too late now i’m soul tied 
You was plotting on me the whole time 
I’m going in with no guide, no guide 
Bae you got the wrong guy 
I don’t think i’m your type  
I’m freezing with no ice

i don't think i'm alive

Top Of The World 2 (prod.tokyo & pink)

new jack v2

comeback ft.kid moon

ALL PLATFORMS
drugs what i fucking lean on

Lean On Freestyle

Pupil (glowop throwaway) prod. yvngonce

PROD. LVUSM

Lyrics

(Skrrr, Woah)
I might say I love you bae
But I don’t trust that hoe
Walk outside ima up that flame
Yea ima clutch that hoe
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more
Woah
I gotta stack them bands cause I do
Im off xans what bout you
Speaker playing through the room
Had this shit all in my hands 
But I didn’t have no clue
Now I’m piped up through the roof
Now I’m piped up to the moon
Yeah they told me I couldn’t do this shit
Now look at what I do
Look at the shit that I got 
It’s a lot, yeah for the win
Coming hot with the gang
I’m on top, shoot like Dame
From the drop, I'm insane 
But I’m locked
Lately I’m fucking around but I’m feeling alive
I cannot fuck with that bitch cos she killing my vibe
I just be clutchin that pole, let artillery fly
I just been staring at you 
Why my head in the sky
Yeah we gotta go 
I might back out the bach 
I might fuck with the Phantom
I’m feeling alone
So I go pour the deuce in the muhfuckin Fanta
Yeah I’m on a roll
I go hit after hit 
Hope the gun it dont jam up
I hope that bitch know
The way that she do me, she leaving me damaged 

I’m running them bands up
I’m laughing my ass off
Cos she wants some bands yuh
She taking her pants off
Saying I love you
I’m doing this hands off
You see when I try hard
That lil bitch done ran off
I’m like lately I’m having my way
I’m like lately my heart outta space
I’m like lately lil baby I’m dozin off
When you not showing your face
I been moving like this shit a race
I been moving like I ain’t got time
Cos it’s only just me in my way
Skeee
Woah
I might say I love you bae
Walk outside and up that flame
Oh my God I don’t feel the same 
I don’t even feel no more

DAMAGE

kari 

DM(V) 

https://www.instagram.com/p/CaGaUsSMe72/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

new jack v2

KTK.ari

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