OUTSIDERS

up the score (tokold)

love the chase! (prod. ovidioo)

leech prod me

The lead single to the upcoming album “GLORY”

X-FACTOR

Pops [140] [Cminor] (prod.slushiilr)

Asoljuh ON X FOR COVERS!

LYRICS :

BIH COME ON LETS GIVE IT TO EM!
BIH COME ON LETS GIVE IT TO EM!
SRT NO CHASES
BAD BIH SCREAM LIKE TREY SONG
45 SING LIKE TREY SONG
BAD HOE LIKE MY FACE CARD
LET U LEAVE CANT CHASE HER
WE SIP LEAN NO CHASERS
TRYN PLAY ME BIH GET YO FACE HURT
RUN TO THE MUN AINT FAIL NO PACER
DROP THAT DISS AINT GOT NO PAPER
I CANT MISS THANK GOD FOR LASERS
SHE CAME IN CANT BLAME HER
GOT GOOD PUSS I TAME HER
BIH WANNA PLAY GAME JOHN CRAMER
SHE LIKE ART HOW TF I PAINT HER
IS WE OUTSIDE?
IS SHE MY RIDE?
TOOK 2 BEANS IM FRIED
WAY TOO GEEKED TO DRIVE
I CANT HAVE U IN MY LIFE, SO IS U GON BE MY SIDE?
IM WAY TOO GROWN TO FIGHT, U GON HAVE TO MEET THIS FYE

THAT NGA DIDNT MAKE IT FAR, CAUGHT HIM WIT THAT FAFA
PULL UP ON HIS BLOCK, HE DIDNT GET TO SAY GOODBYE
FEEL LIKE YESTERDAYI PUT THAT BEAM RIGHT TO HIS FACE
POP PILLS, SIP DRANK, THAT LIL BIH PSSY STANK
I BEEN THE SAME, FCK HIS BTCH GOIN INSANE
AND THIS BTCH IS LYIN ON MY NAME
PULL UP ON HIS BLOCK N WE THROW SHOTS AT HIS FKIN BRAIN
NGA ALL UP IN MY BUISNESS AND I GOT THIS HOE
N I GOT THESE BTCHES WISHIN
BIH GO DO MY DISHES
FAST CAR WHIPPIN
MAN I GOT THESE HOES N IM LIVIN LIFE WINNIN
TELL ME WHAT U PRAYIN FOR? IS IT EVEN TO THE LORD?
BREAK THAT BTCHES HEART, NOW I GOT THIS BTCH CRYIN ON THE FLOOR
FCK THAT BTCH A WHORE, PASS HER TO THE BRO
PASS THAT BIH, RIGHT TO FLEX
GOT HER SCREAMIN FCK A EX, FCK THE NEXT 

I PUT DIAMONDS ON HER FKIN NECK, ALL SHE WANT IS SEX
I JUS WALK UP IN THAT BIH WIT EX, FCK I MISS MY EX
I JUS CALLED THAT LIL BIH ALL I SAID


BIH COME ON LETS GIVE IT TO EM!
BIH COME ON LETS GIVE IT TO EM!
SRT NO CHASES
BAD BIH SCREAM LIKE TREY SONG
45 SING LIKE TREY SONG
BAD HOE LIKE MY FACE CARD
LET U LEAVE CANT CHASE HER
WE SIP LEAN NO CHASERS
TRYN PLAY ME BIH GET YO FACE HURT
RUN TO THE MUN AINT FAIL NO PACER
DROP THAT DISS AINT GOT NO PAPER
I CANT MISS THANK GOD FOR LASERS
SHE CAME IN CANT BLAME HER
GOT GOOD PUSS I TAME HER
BIH WANNA PLAY GAME JOHN CRAMER
SHE LIKE ART HOW TF I PAINT HER

thank god

thank god ft. ex ( prod. skellyfon )

prod - trentpotions
cover art - trentpotions

[Verse 1]
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it, well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

[Chorus]
But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

[Verse 2]
I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

[Chorus]
But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
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[Bridge]
And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on

[Chorus]
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

[Outro]
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

whiteflag - dido

prod - shogun
cover art - trentpotions 

[Chorus: Yung Bans and Lil Woadie]
Huh, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Yah, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
(Woadie) Draco got a full, let it kick

[Verse 1: Lil Woadie]
Draco got a full, let it kick
I was with my kin, getting loose up in the vip
Ayy, ayy, I love my bitches toxic
You the type of nigga that be askin' for her kick
Ayy, ayy, bitch we might shoot like a wick
Ayy, dick to my bitch and then I made her check the fridge
Ayy, ayy, boy your music ain't it
I be with my niggas, all we do is make hits
Hit, stick like I'm Micheal Vick
Got a two tone bandana just to match a nigga kicks
Ayy, ayy, I be really countin' chips
I be catchin' flights while you still plottin' on some licks, ayy (Woadie)
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[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Huh, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Yah, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Draco got a full, let it kick

[Verse 2: THEE PROPHECY]
And I'm old school, with a new bitch
Nigga why you muggin' is you stupid
I'm chasin' money, you chasin' coochie
I'm on gold chains, you on Stussy
That means you fruity
Dumbass lil nigga, you little doofus
Don't talk shit, you might just end up fucked up on a news clip (Where you at?)
In your town with the full clip
Oh shit, Woadie trippin' off a cool fifth
Ruthless, my niggas blow you like some mucus
Do lots of school when he found out she a groupie
Oh, shit, fuck, what it is bitch
This function lookin' wack, so let's get it to the crib bitch

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Huh, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Yah, ayy, ridin' through the city
Whole lotta that, whole lotta this
Ayy, draco got a full, let it kick
Draco got a full, let it kick

Kick - Yung Bans, Lil Woadie, Thee Prophecy

prod - shogun, trentpotions
cover art - trentpotions 

[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(Bitch, haha)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
I see you flexin' your bankroll
Okay, he flexin' for them hoes
FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go
In a penthouse smokin' dope
She hit my phone every time I'm on the road
My nigga tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window
Said she ain't fuckin' none of us, then what she here for?
I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope
And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe
I'm with one of these nigga's bitches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though
Thought you was gettin' active? Now I'm in your city, boy, what you hidin' for?
In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know
I gotta keep a iron though
Can't see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I'm blind, ho'
I see you flexin' your bankroll
Okay, he flexin' for them hoes
FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go
In a penthouse smokin' dope
She hit my phone every time I'm on the road
My nigga tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window
Said she ain't fuckin' none of us, then what she here for?
I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope
And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe
I'm with one of these nigga's bitches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though (Bitch, haha)
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[Verse]
Bitch said that I'm broke, I'm like, "What the fuck is you lyin' for?"
I ain't one of them, I'm really him, one of a kind, hoe
Let that bitch bang, let that bitch sang, I'll let the .9 go
Sippin' purple rain, got my cup stained, yeah, that shit fa-shit-sho
We is not the same, we is not gang, you ain't really him, no
She only want the fame, she don't want D so I gotta let her go
Get my money, dance on these, those are exotic, oh yeah

[Chorus]
I see you flexin' your bankroll
Okay, he flexin' for them hoes
FN Five-seveN on my hip, I let it go
In a penthouse smokin' dope
She hit my phone every time I'm on the road
My nigga tryna walk down some', he ain't shootin' out the window
Said she ain't fuckin' none of us, then what she here for?
I'm sippin' promethazine-codeine, sippin' on big dope
And if I pull this bitch out my jeans, I'm gon' start firin', hoe
I'm with one of these nigga's bitches in a Porsche 911 slidin' though
Thought you was gettin' active? Now I'm in your city, boy, what you hidin' for?
In this bitch with a wrinkled shirt, but you know I gotta keep a iron though
Can't see no other niggas fuckin' with me like I'm blind, hoe

[Outro]
Fasho

out da window - Summrs

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