i like gold chains 
neck froze like a icee 
she like how i move 
for stunna she go wifey 
i got a bad bitch 
fuck the hoes
they don’t excite me 
bitch i’m about a bag
in this life we gettin dicy 
x2 

she like how i dress 
murakami on this black tee 
the type to break necks 
when i step into the club scene 
i’m a pretty boy 
dumb sauced 
made of ice cream 
bitch i’m laced up
i learned the game from the home team 

i’m dippin prada
that’s prolly why he done lost her 
she told me that i sound harder 
but i ain’t trippin bout that shit 
i seen her look nd now she took 
but she ain’t mine 
it’s just my turn 
i know the way i took that bitch
gone b the same way i lose her 

i keep my chin up 
ain’t trippin bout shawty no more 
my bread up
i pull up
and spend about 50 of these lil hundreds
sum light tho 
i know what feels like at the bottom tho
she right tho 
i know all sluts are here cause cutty rich 
damn 

well fuck it pop this champagne 
we got more to make 
100,000 dollar dates 
sell out every single state 
vibez got exquisite taste 
she just think i’m hella based
took her to the crib  
i slashed that 
then finished on her face

STUNNA Prod by CUTTY VIBEZ

lyrics:

nights like this I 
try to find something 
to help me out wit my mental 
nights like this I 
drown out my feelings 
and take it out on this pistol 
nights like this i 
wish i was gone or really worked on my issues 
nights like this i 
nights like this i 


can’t hold you 
i’m really turnt up now 
bitches on my dick cause they see a nigga up
can’t hold you 
i gotta move smooth now 
niggas upset cause i’m lit and won’t slow down
told you 
i was finna b like this 
instead of being down you left when i was hopeless 
chosen is what i decide now  
3 lambs parked outside in front of my house 
coastin 
i love to drive solo 
but i do want somebody to hold tho 
and i do miss a lot from these photos 
but i cannot go back to no progress 
or least to somebody who toxic 
i guess u can say that i boxed it 
it took me some time but i got it 
it took me some time but i got it

NIGHTS LIKE THIS

late at night (prod. Qazers)

lyrics:

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i just spent racks on my fit 
i got hella ice on my wrist
yo boyfriend mad he a bitch
he can never do it like this
that boy talkin smack
i show him wassup
he think he the shit
tell that to my glock
i always stay strapped
i keep that shit tucked
money comin in
im like yo what the fuck
dont want fake love around me
your bitch she calls me daddy
she said she wanna date me
lil bitch u cant be for me
i cant fall in love
cuz that shit dont last
so sick of these hoes
show my love to the cash
show my love to the cash
 
i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

fake love (prod. necu)

N07HING (FT.SLEET)

Vintage Candles

Lyrics:

Bitch i’m the king of these woods 
I bring you the goods 
I be making it bang from the top of my hood, mother fucker wish you would 
Cause I done got funds, 
This money would steal yo’ bitch
Huh? this money would buy yo’ bitch 
This money get me high in dis bitch 
 we be flyer than bees & the birds 
I fuck on the swerve 
I’ll fuck in the dirt if you want it 
My lady, go crazy I know that you want it 
I’m boutta fuck on the cunt 
This gon’ bang like a gun 
All of my rhyming ain’t funny 
Is dummy 
I’m bummy 
But better than bitches who running 
They mouth for the clout and fake ass bullshit, i’m here to make young folk groove and tune into the boy baby 
I’m mui crazy like sheesh 
A$hy the bee like 713 
How you going to threaten your girl that you’ll leave, boy she don’t care if you stay 
Fuck in the back of the AMG, Mercedes 
Leather Sade 
I hear that sound I go cray 
Both from the bass ashy don’t play 
Because he taken 
Many Mistakes Made Malicious Monogamy
He kept baking  Been on the bulletin board they be wanting me 

Fuck all the writers block 
I be popping these pills like a Tylenol, and hung tf over like i dont know,
If i’ll ever get sober 
I might with drawl 
All my money and savings and quit all my jobs, be an addict just to comeback better than all, maybe i’ll ball, shooting my shot after all of this, 
hanging my hat up when i’m on the top of it, 
Flop off lil’ fish 
304 stay off my dick 
I’m on the course and I’m looking for victory 
Baby of course I can rip off the skinny jeans 
I got an enemy in my silence 
Psychotic violence 
I don’t be writing disorders 
But It’s like my shawty got riding disorder   
On me 
Bradin just popped out a bean 
Now he saying we should buy the LV
Louis 
Vuitton 
From head to knees 
A mui tito van to endless dreams 
I might need a song just for the streets 
of H-TOWN the city never going to sleep 
But I’m based from the 832 ya’ know I mean
Bitch i’m the king of woods 
The grey of the sheep 
I mother fucking seen the choice 
And they picked me
I’m good for it

JAMROCK FREESTYLE (prod. Wale)

[LYRICS 💞]


(Qrystral made this shit)
(Queen Sora)
Pullin’ on my chain but I ain’t fuckin’ with a lame bitch 
1 2 3 4 rounds to the face switch
Never scared of pussies so I’ll hang ya off a bridge snitch
5 6 7 8 bands in the bank bitch
I pocket all the money I’ma scammer I’ma switch quick
Try to roll up on me but I ain’t messin’ with a trick
My pockets started weighin’ like a motha’fuckin’ brick 
Now ya thottie all up on me tryna get up on my tip 
(Aye)

Look at the way that I’m movin’
Every time I step into the picture I be on a different Level no Nintendo
Bitches can’t even handle
My mags got some extendos
Wasn’t it clear that I’m the greatest 
And the latest
You can’t even debate it
Don’t you forget that I’m phenomenal 
I’m beating all these rappers
And it’s really kinda comical
I just started makin music man, you gotta love the irony
Of a little fuckin loser Who’s another rapper wannabe (Fuck you Wubba)


[Wubba]


Pullin’ on my chain but I ain’t fuckin’ with a lame bitch 
1 2 3 4 rounds to the face switch
Never scared of pussies so I’ll hang ya off a bridge snitch
5 6 7 8 bands in the bank bitch
I pocket all the money I’ma scammer I’ma switch quick
Try to roll up on me but I ain’t messin’ with a trick
My pockets started weighin’ like a motha’fuckin’ brick 
Now ya thottie all up on me tryna get up on my tip 
(Aye)

If you a bitch then i’m gonna call you “abella”
I’m that mother fucker yellow beretta
Switch the T & R 
You better’a given me all my cheddar 
Or i’m coming for ya’ head put a hole in your sweater 
Sweater Weather 
All you motha’fucka’s talking like you standing on a tether, 
Ima beat ya’ fucking ass, 
My names ash i’m better than you
I’m fed up with you
I mother-fucking had it with these 
Capital Steez wanna-bes, 
So come in front of me & show me what the hands do 
I asked your girl the same thing 
But no hands used 
And I ain’t in a gang but we ain’t fucking with the lames, 
If you ain’t a-fucking-round 
Then what you thinking that say 
A$hy Baby make 4:20, all day 
A$hy Baby baked like the burner turning up and 
Same for the bass in this bitch it gonna bump
Like a shorty need dust 
I ain’t fucking on junkie (Yeah!)

I’m killing all these motha’fuckin’ verses 
Rappers pack it up and go n’ get inside your herses Come back in another life, your mother singing nursery rhymes, 
You see A-S-H-Y 
On the book bind 
Ubiquitous shit 
Forever to live 
A legend in the making
I’m a tiger you a snake 
And I’m a fighter 
You a fake 
And I don’t buy from shit supply 
This 99 bitch, 
Shout out 8 but i’m 100 percent

La Loteria $angrosa (w/ Wubba, A$hy Baby) (prod. Qrystral)

Ice Man

Noonelikeu

Through the storm, we found our way,
In the night, we learned to pray.
Every tear, a path to grace,
In the darkness, found our place.

When the shadows start to fade,
Hope arises, light is made.

Light after darkness, dawn after night,
In every struggle, we find the light.
Hope in our hearts, strength in our soul,
After the darkness, we are whole.

In the silence, hear the call,
To stand tall, and never fall.
With courage, we embrace the pain,
Through the storm, we rise again.

When the shadows start to fade,
Hope arises, light is made.

Light after darkness, dawn after night,
In every struggle, we find the light.
Hope in our hearts, strength in our soul,
After the darkness, we are whole.

In the quiet, find the strength,
To move forward, go the length.
Every trial, every test,
Leads us to our very best.

Light after darkness, dawn after night,
In every struggle, we find the light.
Hope in our hearts, strength in our soul,
After the darkness, we are whole.

After the darkness, we are whole.

Light After Darkness

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟlil ten *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

late at night (prod. Qazers)

TenxTen

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