-lyrics-

Little nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless
That nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless

Flex on that nigga ‘til he pass out, pass out
Shawty give me neck, I blow her back out, back out
I gon’ hit this shit until I black out, black out
And if he talking shit, I’ll take the trash out
Like bitch, what is you talking ‘bout?
Don’t give a fuck if it’s for the clout
I’ll be the nigga to take you out
Please shut your fucking mouth
I’m finna put you on blast like a surround sound
I’m finna pummel you down
So you’re in the ground
Why you go hush like your dumbass ain’t talking now?
You prolly weigh like 300 pounds
Pussy ass niggas just love to talk shit
But they don’t know how I’m gonna lure ‘em out
Aim at that nigga, he’s right in my reticle
Bitch, I’m a God, they put me on a pedistal 
Bitch I’m incredible
Niggas be rapping like they took some edibles
Too many hoes and their legs are all spreadable
Flow is amazing, my flow is impeccable
Your flow is garbage, you sound like a vegetable
Please just stop talking, your shit is regrettable
You’re simply expendable, bitch
Don’t give a fuck if you talking to me and you walk like a slut
They hear the shots outside, yes bitch, it’s us, mhm
These niggas pussy, they not fabulous, yuh
You’re just a nigga who too scared to hit the fucking blunt

Little nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless
That nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless

Little nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless
That nigga on some goofy shit
You just a stupid bitch
We riding in that foreign whip
Don’t fuck with groupies bitch
We roll the blunt, then hit the spliff
I’m higher than a bitch
These niggas thinking they the shit
These niggas all clueless

ClueeLess [PROD. SVCK]

-lyrics-

Sending smoke to my lungs
I just hit the bong
I do this shit for fun
Tell me what you want
But please be nice to me
I don’t wanna kill you
I don’t wanna leave your body
Stuck in the rear view
I’m gon’ end up dead
I’m gon’ leave my friends
Hopefully they understand
What’s up in my head
I don’t wanna leave you
I’ll just keep you forever
Locked up in my mind 
My umbrella in rainy weather

I just did a bad thing
Someone come and kill me
Guess this is the real me
Niggas hate the real me
Nobody can fix me
Cus’ I won’t help myself
I won’t sell my soul
But I’ll end up in hell
I just did a bad thing
Someone come and kill me
Guess this is the real me
Niggas hate the real me
Nobody can fix me
Cus’ I don’t fucking try
I’ll curl up and die
I’ll curl up and die
I’ll curl up and

Woah, where’d the beat go?
Oh, here it is!

Why do you not trust me?
Why do you not trust?
Why do you not trust me?
Why do you not trust me?
Why do you not trust me?
Why do you not trust me?
Is it cus’ I’m guilty?
I just hate my feelings
I’m just gonna bury them
If not then they will kill me
If they said I did bad thing
I can bet you they’re right
But that shits in the past
That shits in my hindsight
Please lend me your hand
I’ve been in the dumps
I just really need a friend
I just really need a friend

I just did a bad thing
Someone come and kill me
Guess this is the real me
Niggas hate the real me
Nobody can fix me
Cus’ I won’t help myself
I won’t sell my soul
But I’ll end up in hell
I just did a bad thing
Someone come and kill me
Guess this is the real me
Niggas hate the real me
Nobody can fix me
Cus’ I don’t fucking try
I’ll curl up and die
I’ll curl up and die
I’ll curl up and

I ju5t d1d a b4d th1ng [PROD. OFFSEN1]

**DISCLAIMER**
THIS IS AN OLDER SONG I DECIDED TO REMASTER AND OUT ON THE ALBUM SO MB IF ITS SHIT LOL

-lyrics-

Yeah, yeah (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

And I don’t think about it at all
I’m like a leaf that’s falling, in fall
And I hope that you would give me a call
And I hope you never changed at all (Yeah!, Cloud, are you serious?)

Woah, I’m never going back (Going back, Yeah!)
Back to that place where I can’t relax (Can't relax)
Woah, I don’t think I’m ever going back (Going back)
There’s too much shit, I’ll just fade to black (Yeah!)
Woah, I’m never going back (Yeah!)
Back to that place where I can’t relax
Woah, I don’t think I’m ever going back (Yeah!)
There’s too much shit, I’ll just fade to black (To black)

Too many things, I feel broken (Broken)
Every day's been feeling hopeless (Hopeless)
What if the wind stops blowing?
What if the world stops growing?
Too many days where I sit and pass it by (Yeah!)
I can’t think straight every time you cross my mind (Hahaha)
Let it fade away, it’s just a matter of time
Digging my own grave, damn, this is my demise

I guess I’m through with you (With you)
But you’re not through with me too (Me too)
I can’t say I love you (Love you)
Cus I don’t want to (Cloud, are you serious? Want to, Yeah!)

Woah, I’m never going back (Going back Yeah!)
Back to that place where I can’t relax (Can't relax)
Woah, I don’t think I’m ever going back (Going back)
There’s too much shit, I’ll just fade to black (Yeah!)
Woah, I’m never going back (Yeah!)
Back to that place where I can’t relax
Woah, I don’t think I’m ever going back (Yeah!)
There’s too much shit, I’ll just fade to black (To black)
Fade to black
(Cloud, are you serious?)

g0 b4ck [PROD. CLOUD]

-lyrics-

Drama queen
You’re a drama queen

Past mistakes seem to better you
Pick a side which one works for you?
Please don’t tell me that it’s fucking true
Please don’t tell me that you’re a

Drama queen
When shit goes wrong make a bigger scene
I believe 
You won’t go far that’s the way it seems
Drama queen
When shit goes wrong make a bigger scene
I believe 
You won’t go far that’s the way it seems

That’s just the
That’s just the way it seems
Drama queen
You indulge in the drama
You love all the attention but I don’t wanna
Make a song about it 
Or cry to my mama
“Wah, Wah, Wah, he said something mean!”
Grow a pair of flaps and go back to the streets
Give me the clothes that I bought you off Shein
You love to appear in like all of my dreams

Past mistakes seem to better you
Pick a side which one works for you?
Please don’t tell me that it’s fucking true
Please don’t tell me that you’re a

Drama queen
When shit goes wrong make a bigger scene
I believe 
You won’t go far that’s the way it seems
Drama queen
When shit goes wrong make a bigger scene
I believe 
You won’t go far that’s the way it seems

I just wanted you to be by my side
But when I needed you most you went dry
And now you play me out to be the bad guy
So fucking sly
Drama queen

dr4m4 qu33n [PROD. DRMA]

-lyrics-

Lil’ bitch I’m up here
Walking on the clouds
I’m not ever coming down
No, you’re not up here
Look at me now
They all playing my sounds
This shit lit yeah
Lil’ bitch I’m up here
Walking on the clouds
I’m not ever coming down
No, you’re not up here
Look at me now
They all playing my sounds
This shit lit yeah

What the fuck do I look like?
Do I seem like somebody who’ll let you fool them twice?
I’ve been up in the lab recording like all night
All night
Bitch leave, I don’t want you to stay
Ratatouille over here tryna get a slice of my cake
I don’t play
Get your own food on your plate
Before I punch you in the face
Wake up in the morning I feel empty
Not saying that I’m the best but you don’t wanna go up and fight against me
Even though it’s tempting
I murder every beat I’m on
I’ll switch up the genre like every damn week
Yuh switch up the flow
Who’s out there talking?
Like nobody knows
Feel like a baker I’m getting the dough 
Walk in for cash but I’m slamming the door
I’ve been doing this shit since I was lil’ bro
But now I’ve been bigger than ever before
Nigga you don’t wanna fuck with the kid
Cus’ he might just really beat you like a man
Don’t think that I’m new to this shit
I’ve been working on my shit lil bitch

Mom just eat the sandwich 
Love you Saturn <3

Lil’ bitch I’m up here
Walking on the clouds
I’m not ever coming down
No, you’re not up here
Look at me now
They all playing my sounds
This shit lit yeah
Lil’ bitch I’m up here
Walking on the clouds
I’m not ever coming down
No, you’re not up here
Look at me now
They all playing my sounds
This shit lit yeah

up h3r3 [PROD. KUBIK]

I wish for the rain

-lyrics-

 I’m losing focus on myself
I can’t seem to find some help
Pick up the phone for once
I just want your love
Pick up the phone for once
Baby, what the fuck?

Got a new girl and she kind of a freak
I don’t care, she the one for me
Badest little bitch in the spot, don’t tease
I’ll kill her if she try to leave
Don’t run up on me in our space
Little bitch get the fuck up out my face
She so crazy that’s why she my bae
Bitch you too late

Pick up the phone for once
I just want your love
You don’t be calling up
Baby, what the fuck?
I don’t wanna fall in love
Like Ah, Like Ah
Like Ah

Pick up the phone for once
I just want your love (I just want your love)
You don’t be calling up
Baby, what the fuck? (Baby, what the fuck?)
I don’t wanna fall in love
Like Ah, Like Ah
Like Ah
I’m done
You had your fun
I’m gone
A hit and run
Ran three whole bases
Bitch I was moving like I had no time
Now it’s too late
I should’ve told that girl that she mine
Familiar faces
Why do I keep fucking with all these 9’s?
Familiar places
I was with my homie when he fucking died
And all I keep saying (And all I keep saying)
And all I keep saying
Woah, Woah

Got a new girl and she kind of a freak
I don’t care, she the one for me
Badest little bitch in the spot, don’t tease
I’ll kill her if she try to leave
Don’t run up on me in our space
Little bitch get the fuck up out my face
She so crazy that’s why she my bae
Bitch you too late

Pick up the phone for once
I just want your love (I just want your love)
You don’t be calling up
Baby, what the fuck? (Baby, what the fuck?)
I don’t wanna fall in love
Like Ah, Like Ah
Like Ah

I must be stupid
I must be stupid
I fell for Cupid

STUP1D [PROD. ROLLIE]

BBL DRIZZY BPM 150.mp3

A diss on drake that nigga been on some strange timing with milly bobby

BBL DRIZZY

Cash at (Xeni & Slayr)

Where the cash at
Where the cash at
Where the cash at
Where the cash at

I know it's your birthday, but fuck your cash app
She the one I called, bae, I'm finna smash that
See you try to pull that play, you is bad at it
Count money all damn day, bitch is mathematics

Bitch is mathematics, boy, gotta scat pack
Did the dash, I don't know how you crash that
What you mad at it, girl, I need your Snapchat
Got that crome, now I turn him to a hashtag

Smokin' green, nigga, askin' where the gas at
Tell me why, nigga, feining boy, you better pass that
Nigga, tell me why you tweakin', what you mad at
You say you don't want me, but you know I'm finna bag that

Where the cash at
Where the cash at
Where the cash at
Where the cash at

I know it's your birthday, but fuck your cash at
She the one I called, bae, I'm finna smash that
See you try to pull that play, you is bad at it
Count money all damn day, bitch is mathematics

Bitch is mathematics, boy, gotta scat pack
Did the dash, I don't know how you crash that
What you mad at it, girl, I need your Snapchat
Got that crome, now I turn it to a hashtag

Smokin' green, nigga, askin' where the gas at
Tell me why, nigga, feining boy, you better pass that
Nigga, tell me why you tweakin', what you mad at
You say you don't want me, but you know I'm finna bag that

ClueeLess [PROD. SVCK]

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