🤘🏼🙄💕++ ®

Lyrics:

Yvng Hexx in the cut who got more swag than i ?
Yvng Hexx be the reason dat yo main hoe fantasize 
walk around the city everybody say im fly
walk around the city everybody say im fly
so many drugz in my system i kan die
so many drugz in my system i kan die
my swag be so real oh my god it dont lie
my swag way2real oh my god it dont lie
geeked up off a pill huh huh im so high
spin on yo block me n twin we passin by
spin on yo block me n twin passin by
bad lil shawty on my side i be rubbin on her thigh

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

kast a spell on yo hoe make her fall in LUV
k- k- kast a spell on yo hoe make her fall in LUV
2 xanz in my cup walkin lyke Frankenstein
smoke 2 much dope yeah my sh!t might go blind
smoke 2 much dope yeah my sh!t might go blind
you tryna tell me sh!t but u ain on yo grind
alwayz been so ev!L yeah i was nevr kind
popped 2 many pillz bitch im geekin out my mind
fukin on yo bih yeah hit it from behind
emo bih all on me got her tits signed
my name ringin bells u kan Katch meh Down in Hell
my name ringin bells u kan Katch meh Down in Hell 
my name ringin bells u kan Katch meh Down in Hell 
my name ringin bells u kan Katch meh Down in Hell

(Prod. tainiykick)

Katch meh Down in Hell

⁶⁶⁶⛧⁶⁶⁶  Pretty Demon Swag  ⁶⁶⁶⛧⁶⁶⁶

Lyrics:

pour the wock up in my droptop yeah we goin in huh
got yo bitch she givin top on me she bite the skin huh
shawty a demon yeah she slutty yeah she make me sin huh
take a trip to berlin go on a spree wit my twin yeah yeah
bettr not touch my slime on yo block we gon spin yeah yeah
evil grin on my face i put dat glock to yo chin yeah yeah
off the X & Oxy yeah i geek wit my kin yeah yeah
im so gone off the pills yeah dont kno where i been yeah yeah
we aint takin no Ls yeah we go for the win yeah yeah
i put ice on my fye yeah got a bust down FN
yeah yeah
im feelin like ken i trap on a block i just bought me a fin yeah yeah
theres so many drugs in my pockets, like where to begin? yeah yeah
all my bitches be thick all yo bitches so thin yeah yeah
i turn to a bat i grew out my wings i fly in the wind yeah yeah
red dot on yo head yeah yo ass will get pinned yeah yeah
we move like the mob u play wit me ull get yo shit skinned yeah yeah

pull up on yo block wit ARPs n Dracos yeah yeah
leave all the opps dead yk we slay hoes yeah yeah
now ya mommas cryin we hop out n we spray them too yeah 
we always clutchin always ready always have our tool yeah

bodies in the trunk we dump in a pond yeah yeah
leave my hoes on read yeah i dont respond
yeah yeah
if theres a problem drop the addy my gang will kome yeah yeah
my slime a crashout yeah he’ll bang u wit the drum yeah yeah

off the pills he geeekin off the dog food goin dumb huh
we all kno yall pussy yeah we’ll chew u like sum gum huh
fuck yo bitch hit it from the back dat ass so plum huh
off too many pills now my face is numb huh huh

(Prod. Dyicee)

Pretty Demon 𐕣 Freestyle 𐕣

Lyrics:

i ride wit the K yeah yeah
i ride wit the K yeah yeah
get shot in yo face yeah yeah
u better not play yeah yeah
u play u gon lay yeah yeah
dont kare what u say yeah yeah
yk imma spray yeah yeah

Geeked Up !!!
i fucked yo bitch n then pour a liter
i walk in the club wit my gang wit my heater
lil bitch so bad yea fine shyt a eater
pull up in a scat dat bitch a 2 seater
took yo hoe i come thru n i beat her
cuz she ain loyal dat bitch is a cheater
i ran up my money so fast im like cheetah

if i tell my shooter to shoot he gon shoot ya
spray wit dat pole yeah he gon do ya
glock 19 wit a switch yeah blew ya
shawty a lil tweaker but shit i been knew ya
me n my gang we geeked yeah but dont let dis shit fool ya yeah
yeah cuz we stay wit the heat yeah yeah rich slime real bool yeah yeah

i hop out the cut tryna katch meh a hat
dat boy a lil snitch yeah dat boy he a rat
u a lil bitch u aint beamin off flat
yo pockets anorexic my pockets they fat
pull up in a scat yeah i rub on her cat
im dressed in all black bitch im fly like a bat
bro think he tuff till i pull out my gat
my bitch so fine she dressed lyke a brat

(Prod. Dyicee)

Geeked Up !!!

Lyrics:

walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)

off the pills all year bitch my vision ain been clear
all brand new gear my swag upgraded
u kant kome near
i jus hit a stain wit no mask bitch i dont kare
bitch yo boy’s a queer get hit wit the glock he’ll disappear 
boy got hit in his head and he had to shave his hair
new opp jus got smoked bitch we done put him in the air
upside down my crosses bitch dont kall me for no prayer

9 birds in the trap we got 9 bricks ready to sell
my pockets gettin fat on my check i cast a spell
bando full of sticks bitch we move like the cartel
ride wit my fye bitch yeah all i raise is hell
ion kare bout jail bitch yeah ill get out on bail
shoot dat boy n he fell bitch my fingers they work well
ain nobody better than me at dis rappin shi yeah i excel

walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)
walk in wit my gang bitch i got my hitters here (okay!)

(Prod. warning)

Walk in Wit mah Gvng!

Lyrics:

JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah 
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah yeah
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!
we JumpOut! the Koupe!, yeah

we JumpOut! the Koupe! we layin u down
yeah we’ll spray u wit rounds huh
dont give a fuck what u talkin about
yeah pipe tf down huh
im fuckin yo bitch everytime she around
yeah dont let yo guard down huh
all the pills u poppin are fent yeah yo ass is a clown huh
i nut on her face she dont wipe it off yeah imma buy her a crown huh
juggin in school im skippin class i aint wearing no gown huh
if you is my opp n u see me around u bettr get outta the town huh
my slime pulled wit sum X yeah she wiped off my frown huh
n she got the stick tucked yeah under her blouse huh 
who u think u talkin to my watch cost more than yo house huh
u bettr stop talkin all dat sh!t or imma fuck on your spouse yeah

use me, use me, Ahhhh
poppin pills inside her room im feelin so numb
when she look me in the eyes i feel the air gettin colder
i LUV u but i kant be sober
u kant fix me i already lost my grip
you’re the captain, will u go down with the ship
wanna feel your touch one last time while were at it
some will find it beautiful and you will kall it tragic

woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

when im wit yo bitch we aint sober
yea we too fucked up yeah
we powered up we way2geeked in dis bitch we fuckin shi up huh
wit my slime slimin around yeah dont get yo sh!t popped yeah yeah
pull up kick down yo door yk we dont knock yk we dont knock
hit up my dawg if i need sum wock yeah yeah yeah 
if u aint part of the mob get tf off my block yeah yeah yeah
modifyin my whip cuz we ain no drivin stock

(Prod. uh)

JumpOut! the Koupe! (feat. benzoxd)

LL lil jeff 🕊️🩸

Lyrics:

what i said? wait, look…

me n my team we off a bean we’ll chop yo head off clean
when we outside we kuttin ya necks
we leave a bloody scene
SRT Scat Pack charged up im goin Lightning McQueen
mix the xan wit the lean dats jus my routine
bitch we got the trap jumpin yeah lyke trampoline
u either wit us or against bitch theres no in between yeah
bitch theres no in between 
got dis bitch legs up my dick all in her spleen
Yeah, What, Huh?
my dick all in her spleen
got dis pretty white bitch i think her name christine
pussy boy, u only tuff behind the screen
if we katch u outside we’ll make sure ull never be seen
dont leave me around yo bitch cuz i eat pussy jus lyke fine cuisine
i pour dat wock up in lamb or a limousine
me a lame (tchhh) bitch i never been
im chrushin percs n poppin X yeah right wit my twin
brand new Celine
i got yo bitch all over me
she be givin brain im calling her my sloppy queen
her cat wet like ocean bitch im in it lyke a submarine
all yall boys get shot up its lyke im givin out vaccines
we speedin in a wraith kant katch my drift im so obscene
cuz if u see us slime ya mans we’ll slime u too so dont intervine

man yall boys be lackin im wit my hitters sit on top
bitch i kant be stopped
ill chase u wit the pop
kant wait till we get the drop
make all yall bitches flop
wit bats in the wind sendin shots
wit my birds lil bitch we flock
hella pills on me kome shop
so dat mean we geek nonstop
dont get loud ull get swept wit the mop
all my fye real bitch dis ain no prop
boy why u cuffin a bop
dont get backdoored dis bitch is a opp
u kant trust her do phone swap
and when u katch her better up the chop
if u snitch out the picture u get cropped
kant kount how many pills i copped
or how many kills i got
n still i ain been caught
wit the fye on the block make it hot
dont try me or ull get shot
make yo body drop
n leave it out to rot
im so high im surfin on clouds
im missing kant be found
im always smokin on loud
im wit yo bitch im makin her shout
im wit yo bitch rn on a yacht
she tote my stick she lettin shi pop
i was just in the kitchen whippin the pot
n yk dat i do dat a lot
i fucked yo bitch i hit her G Spot
ion een kno her name i forgot
but jus look at dis shi i bought
if u die in a school shooting u a bot

(Prod. fazodidit)

BlxxdHxxund

╭∩╮₍^. .^₎╭∩╮

Lyrics:

i dont Trust No Bxtch!, bitch i only trust my sister
off the pint off wock bitch im spinnin lyke a twister 
if he talkin tuff yeah ill pop him lyke a blister
i rock flawless diamonds yeah yk dat my wrist glister
kicked her to the curb ain no komin back yeah i dont miss her
off the pills n powder im booted n suited yeah lyke a mister
i dropped dick up in her mouth then watch u kiss her
bitch i am a sinner

me n my team yeah we gettin large amounts 
bitch what is u talkin bout
yk its us when we poppin out
bitch yk what im about
give no fucks im rockin out
had yo bitch up n down
watch yo back when im in town

yo hoe she want me now
yeah she want me now
yeah she want me now

yo hoe she want me now
yeah she want me now
yeah she want me now

diamonds bling lyke bloaw
got yo bitch lyke wow
yeah i dicked her down

(mmmmmm woahhhh)

i dont Trust No Bxtch!, bitch i only trust my sister
off the pint off wock bitch im spinnin lyke a twister 
if he talkin tuff yeah ill pop him lyke a blister
i rock flawless diamonds yeah yk dat my wrist glister
kicked her to the curb ain no komin back yeah i dont miss her
off the pills n powder im booted n suited yeah lyke a mister
i dropped dick up in her mouth then watch u kiss her
bitch i am a sinner

Trust No Bxtch!

420 type beat

Lyrics:

bitch i slide in a whip
bitch i slide in a whip
got a drum wit the clip
let it bang if he trip
windows tinted no light
red eyez in the night
slime katch a hat on sight
bitch dont want no fight
draco spark lyke to bite
cold steel ready to strike
shadows move outta sight
one shot end the fight

bitch got hit wit the fye
bitch got hit wit the fye
LUV to watch how they die
bitch got hit wit the fye
bitch got hit wit the fye
LUV to hear when they cry
bitch got hit wit the fye
bitch got hit wit the fye
bullets rain watch em fly
bitch got hit wit the fye
bitch got hit wit the fye
send they soul to the sky

hoe stop talkin jus zip
i dont cap i dont slip
money long let it flip
got Gen tucked on the hip
he a opp he a snitch he gon get shot in his lip
bitch i slide in a whip
ridin thru the night wit dat stick
bands tall yeah they thick
when i pull up they dip
they get scared when they see me the whole block get sick 

up the fye i dont miss
556 in his ribs
he was loud now he stiff
left his brain on the bricks
aint no talkin jus blitz
hit his crew wit dis switch
hit his crew wit dis switch
hit his crew wit dis switch
n then watch how they twitch
ion kare bout no bitch
throw yo body in a ditch
ull get murked if u snitched

aint no peace or no rest
put the TEC to his chest
left the scene wit no stress
he got hit wit no vest
got the drop nothin less
now his gang lookin pressed
i aint signin no checks
but im cashin respect
took his chain off his neck
left the blood on the steps
aint no threats jus effects
one call then its set
spin the block leave it wet
he got aired lyke a jet
pass the beam to my set
every opp gettin pressed
i see fear when they flex
i see red when im vexed
hit his top leave it wrecked
hollow tips in his neck
leave his block in a mess
blood drip thru his chest
shoulda stayed where he slept
shoulda stayed where he slept
shoulda stayed where he slept
shoulda stayed where he slept
shoulda stayed where he slept
say a prayer u get blessed
say my name u get pressed
lil bitch u get pressed
they was tuff on the net
till i kame wit the smoke wit the scope on a mag
i got a M in my bag
kill yo whole team lil hoe yeah i kant wait to brag

(prod. TRAPMONEYBIGIGE)

Bxtch got H!T wittha Fye!!!

Lyrics:

me n beno mobbin we drugs up in dis bitch
flip a brick i hit a lick yeah we stealin shit
glock tucked masked up fye gon hit yo head
youn want no beef we jump out whips n leave u dead

yeah pull up on em yeah pull up pull up yeah

pull up on the block ain no sleepin when we lurkin yeah
scope on the roof katch him slippin outta church oh yeah
shell catcher plates switched we never leave a trace oh yeah
yeah im rollin heavy wit the metal by the waist oh yeah
talkin tuff? nah watch yo tone or we murkin yall
cuz once we pull up ain no saving yeah we steady purgin yall
steady purgin yeah yeah we steady purgin yeah
u dont want no smoke choppa blow u off dis earth oh yeah

blow u off choppa blow u off yeah
choppa blow u off choppa blow u off yeah

blow u outta here blow u outta there yeah
blow u outta here blow u outta there yeah
blow u outta here blow u outta there yeah
blow u outta there blow u outta there yeah

spin the block spin the block spin the block yeah
i spin the block wit my slime yeah kan yall keep up?
yeah im in her sheets yeah im fuckin her mind up
knuck if u buck bettr pray i dont pull up
but we dont throw hands we just gon empty out the clip
we dont throw hands we just gon empty out the club
shoot the party up shoot the party up
12 hit the lights do the dash i kant let up
shawty in the back doin lines gettin geeked up
say she LUV a killa now her soul gettin split up

YVNG HEXX

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