end his day (nickwya x wydmich)

ZOOM (prod.zhap)

trey 7 BG 2 numbers 2 letters #bornsinner

born sinner (sicko + flair exclusive)

prod ggelijah


explicit

blow my phone like ya ya
sorry h* i love that guala
this h* she a bopper ion f* with hoppers
forever love my mama yo son gone get them commas
yea mi casa su casa
i told that girl i dont want no roster no roster
but i want you on my roster
would you come with me make racks
i gotta keep my love gimme that
yuh boolin with my slatt yuh
we hop out with scatpack 
shout out to dj phat
p* you my last
this boy said he want some
p* boy we got him
we put him in a coffin
brudda sellin dope
i said you cant be my woah
but he dont care no more he said pour a 4
that shi sad i cant save my bro
racks ima get some more
facts ion cap lil h*
b* i rap thats my hobby h*
when i rap ion cap no more
yea money that my passion
big soja talk cash in
talk behind my back whats happenin
give a damn i got money habits whats happenin
do it for the gram why you fake talkin while you passin
talk to me face to face p* yea whats brackin

micasa

I figured prod. eliasxhdz

@@fyeansho [all plats]
beat prod by anthonyramxs + vivicodine

Lyrics:

Whatchu want from me? Like, tell me now

Perc up in her body, nah she can't get it out

Told luh baby, “keep it real, like, you can hear the sounds”

I've been putting pressure, what?, now-now she gon' drown

Ca-Call up my cuzzo Jiaan, we gone head outta town 

I don’t fuck with parties, nah, rather not stay around

I'ma lock in, what? I’ma drown out all the sounds

And she worried bout the cheddar, like, I'ma get it now

I don't fuck with talking, nah, rather head out unannounced

Indian as fuck, so they think I scam by the pound

When I fly out with the scenes, I’ll never touch the ground

And when I get that crowd, yeah, that whole thing finna be loud

(System malfunction-) 

Wh-Whatchu want from me? Like, tell me now

P-Perc up in her body, nah she can't get it out

T-Told luh baby, “keep it real, like, you can hear the sounds”

I-I've been putting pressure, what?, now-now-now she gon' drown

Ca-Ca-Call up my cuzzo Jiaan, we gone head outta town 

I-I don’t fuck with parties, nah, rather not stay around

I'ma lock in, what? I’ma drown out all the sounds

And she-And she worried bout the cheddar, like, I'ma get it now

#tmn

lyrics
way too fucking high bitch im a real geeker
way too fucking high lil bitch I cant see ya
think this shit too normal this shit get way deeper
im gon blow up on them like a fucking creeper
they want me on they song they got to pay the feature
we gon clip his ass but i aint no fucking streamer
she wont give me top i swear i just might leave her
sippin on that muddy, turn to a fucking dreamer
all these fucking drugs that shit gon make me weaker

geeker prod paris

Fuksavoy - One For All (p. sleepy x plentyguap x thr6x)

read yo mind w/ sherm

Engineered by h3n 
Produced by Lofire

Hook:
It’s my kingdom fill my reign
 I done went through so much pain
Niggas ain’t seen what I seen 
put my bitch in chrome she don’t wear no SHEIN 
i’m with the fam I’m with the team 
We all got Guap Don’t know what broke mean
i’m in the back high off 4oe beans
you can’t get higher than me.
Finna PRP, my seams broken angels on my jeans 
bet you can’t get fly like me 
shut your mouth and watch me gleam 
it’s not Guap You ain’t talking about a thing 
Verse:
get that Guwop that’s Mando
Got a big drac like I’m Rambo
Niggas never been in no Bando 
Had to take a risk little Knigge I had to gamble 
My bro died I was in shambles 
Felt like I was hit by an anvil 
I’m with My Nigga lo yea we hunting for skulls 
You say you calling yo bro I ain’t worried I got my pole 
He think he cold till I pull up and wipe his nose 
Yeah, yeah I’m always putting that shit on shit I should strike a pose.
Yeah, yeah I’m always putting that shit on and shit I model for Vogue
Whatever you do, I could do it 10 fold 
You’ve been chasing a dollar I’ve been getting way mo
Trying to stack some old money just watch it mold
I running your pockets for dollars I’m bold
You say you solid Lil Nigga you told 
Boy, your time up
And I’m flamed up
We’re not the same bruh
U Stuck in place I done came up
Got Buku bucks pockets Fail’d up
Got holes in the whip like the bang bus 
we wild as fuck they can’t tame us
Ima stay Myself I ain’t changing up

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