Random

I flip it back like pancake 
Lick my fingers to the back of my throat
This ain't a joke 

Now I'm tryna listen to my brain like a conch shell
Which way to be but I'd much rather be the beat.
Now she looking at me like she's gonna throw me
My knees are weak and I need some protein
They looking at me like they want the recipe.
But they don't even know me 
Like simon told me 

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)


Oh my god she’s a lil freaky 



Bust it down like Maxine you know muffaks gotta keep it clean 
Got Hoss on the scene to boss in the sheets
You know muffaks wanna rap about me
Damn please.

What the fuck do you know about a mother fucken Legacy
Been rent free but you know they rather choose me
But now i'm trying to live my mother fucken freaky shit

But you know i got that gas thang

Ass so flat i can make a third
I can make it clap
i'm about to snap
Ahaa
You know what i'm sayin?
You know what i'm saying?
You Know what i'm sayin?

Ahhh

Now she looking at me damn 
(I'm about that)
Now she just straight up walking to me 
(I'm about that)
She just flipped me over on my knees 
(I'm about that)

Ooooh my god i might be about this..

Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that
(I'm about that)

Oh my god i'm about to lose my shit 

Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)
Bounce it back like that 
(I'm about that)

OH MY GOD I'M ABOUT TO LOSE MY SHIT 

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)

Oh my god she a little freaky

Smack her ass like a drum
(Shes about that)
 I call her daddy in the evening 
(She’s about that)
I beg and I bleed sayin please
(She’s about that)

Oh my god she’s a little freaky 

I double stuff it like a Oreo 
(She’s about that)
I really do be on my knees 
(She’s about that) 
Shes callin me krispy kream 
(Im about that)

Oh my god she a little freaky

She A Little Freaky - Jimmy North

*LOreal*

Call me ask who I fuck with
Who’s this? Oh not you bitch.
Ask for advice, like I run they life
I take this phone and chuck it

Your beef ain’t shit but cutlets
Cross yo name out of my bucket
Hands in the air like my puppet
Please take a seat, cuz I run this

So-somebody better get LOreal
She-she actin like a child
Legacy records wildin ou

Well frown bitch cuz Imma be here for a while
I get them plays cuz I stay in style
Edges stay laid, under this crown


Ain’t nobody can handle this
On gram double tappin my pics
Legacy 3.0 this bitch
Ain’t mean we done takin them flicks

It's kinda funny how these
Lame ass bitches be callin me
Tryna get some tea I ain’t followin
Really though in fact, I ain’t ever cappin
Line ya'll up, and cross you out
Got these hoes redacted

Got these bitches redacted
Fuck yo career, fuck yo tea
Fuck anybody who don’t fuck with me
I’ll take the L O R E A
Yall can have the L 

*Sasha-Rue*

To the bitches i don't fuck with, Sorry
When I come through i’m like tsunamis
They can try to ride my wave
But they gone need an angel, Charlie

When I run up they back up, bitch
If they talk shit i’ll redact a bitch
Big bad boss i’ll sack a bitch
Whole avalanche up on my wrist

I must Confess, get this off my chest
I got a milli up on my neck,
Yes I am blessed, got these bitches stressed
I'm knocking em out imma lay em to rest.

Say it with your whole chest, come on STEP UP
All these bland basic bitches someone get the PEPPER

Know your place
Take a flight, outta state
Got a whole ass belt
I'm a real heavyweight
I aint just a pretty face
I'm a real big deal
Thats me first place
Pull up, fly wheels

If these bitches keep on cappin imma take em to court
Pull up like i'm Astrid in a car you can’t afford
Yes I swear your honor ill tell nothing but the truth tea
I got the proof to show that these bitches wanna be me (these bitches wanna be me)

But they know they cant cause i'm the fucking Queen Bee

*Carter Mitchell*

It’s GOAT time 
Here to co-sign 
This redacted shit they can’t resist
Break yo spine
With these dope rhymes
If you a bitch actin’ scandalous 

If you mothafuckas can’t handle it
I’ll treat you sheep like a herder
And if anyone wants to step out of line
This might end up in a murder

It’s a slaughterhouse in this bitch
And I ain’t talkin’ bout Eminem
Leave yo candy ass in a ditch
Have you prayin’ not to see him again

It’s sickenin’ what I’m seeing
All you mothafuckas stop cappin’
If you ask for a reason
My answers gon’ be REDACTED

REDACTED - LOreal Ft. Sasha-Rue & Carter Mitchell

*HOOK* (X2)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

*CARTER VERSE*
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
In case you forgot
Like Curry with the shot
My songs never miss (yea yea x2)

Number 1 like Jordan wearin’ 2 3
4 5 in my lap in case you talkin’ loosely
Loved in this city like Lucy
But like the boy from tha 6, I’ll still slide like Toosie

Nah, like 7 I’m mellow (Melo)
Was a Balla like 8 (Kobe) but made it out tha ghetto
Used to always keep a 9 beside me
I upgraded to a 10 (dime) now my 9’s my side piece

Yea bitch I’m shining
The ice on my wrist, yeah that shit is blinding
Ima keep on thriving
I can do anything with this team behind me

*HOOK* (X2)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

*SASHA VERSE*
Pull up to the scene in the all white benz
Wrist game so strong let me show you hand stands
You know me and carter busy we stay out here countin bands
Ill turn nothin in somethin, build a castle out of sand
I stay passing all these bitches and I never miss
IM A STAR, carter the goat, yes im that bitch

We at the tippidy top of it 
And we ain’t never stopping it
We stay winning and dropping shit
spraying bottles and popping shit

Im in the game, you on the side yea you benched BITCH
They chanting mitchell and rue now come and crown THIS
Im like like Lola with the hops, im like Jordan with the shots
I hit nothin but NETS, they call me SWISH SWISH

Yea im ballin w models whose bodies shaped like the bottles
Only baddies on my team, thats my motherfuckin motto
We still whippin full throttle, We stay stacked up like lotto
Name at the top of their mouth bitch you can call me PALATO

*HOOK* (X5)
Yeah we ballin' like swish yea yea
and ya know we don’t miss yea yea
We stay with the drip
Got the ice on the wrist
Drivin’ all foreign whips yea yea

Swish - Carter Mitchell Ft. Sasha-Rue

12 shots, 9 cops, pull up to the block let the AP rock.
5 straight killas spinnin all you damn rats, made of money hella rich and I got it on my tats. 
Fuck 12 on sight runnin thru your squad, keep the gang tight all love gunnin thru the night.
Stay reppin little seoul triads droppin hits, no cap, no kiz, on gang we killin shit.

Free smoke, no cash, know your place, you're trash, BDK GGK all of the above, ESB GSF ain't none of ya'll are tough.
Sit back watch a real fuckin gang, all you needa know is stay in yo lane. 
Talk that shit, gon get smoked quick, stay strapped big stick, really live this shit.

Sheeesh, nah it ain't been a minute, flow so cold, I'm finna freeze in it, get that bag no rice blame mag finna steal yo flag ya'll suck stay mad.
Wait a minute, the flow stay drillin, finna throw it up, so ya'll stay chillin. TOT yeah you know me, we always flow like the red sea.

Switch it up, headin back to the old days. Ya boy been out the game while ya'll be vibin with no names.
These gangs, they mad, for no fuckin reason, ya'll gotta keep it real cuz we the undefeated demons.

12 shots, 9 cops, pull up to the block let the AP rock.
5 straight killas spinnin all you damn rats, made of money hella rich and I got it on my tats. 
Fuck 12 on sight runnin thru your squad, keep the gang tight all love gunnin thru the night.
Stay reppin little seoul triads droppin hits, no cap, no kiz, on gang we killin shit.

Ya'll pressed? No shot. On god I'm callin ya'll out. Hit the mic, go spit, drop a diss, show the whole city that you really bout this. Rap game on a whole different level, dig your own grave, go head and grab a shovel. Triads on top and it ain't for discussion and you better quit playin or we finna start bussin,

Switch it up, headin back to the old days. Ya boy been out the game while ya'll be vibin with no names. These gangs, they mad, for no fuckin reason, ya'll gotta keep it real cuz we the undefeated demons.

DEMONS - Trevon Ricch (Prod. Drvco)

INTRO: 
Ayo
This for the baby mamas right here
slip it in
slip it out
put it in
pull it out
maybe, i dont know what you gonna do, but at the end of the night its gonna be a good time ya feel me

HOOK:
Slip it right in
Dont wanna waste it
Pull it right out and go ahead n taste it

The way your body movin your boy just finna lose it
The way your lips be groovin i aint goin confuse it
We be goin crazy just ridin to the music
Got too many options but u know im goin choose it

Verse 1: 
Got a lot of options, but i'm the best one
yeah imma do it like it's never been done
Ride that dick while he smokin that blunt
Real fat ass and he spank it for fun

Imma take you places you aint never been
Fuck around and find out, that's a real win
Heard you got a new whip, let's take a spin
Now we in the backseat goin skin to skin

I'm just tryna be ya lil kitty
Go on make me purr then fuck me till i'm dizzy
and if he do it right I might let him bust in me
Wait,...can I taste it?

BRIDGE:
ayyyyy yessir
ima stick it in her and then let that pussy prrr
we be goin crazy yeah just let her do the work and then she whispered in my ear like nobody ever heard 

HOOK:
Slip it right in
Dont wanna waste it
Pull it right out and go ahead n taste it

The way your body movin your boy just finna lose it
The way your lips be groovin i aint goin confuse it
We be goin crazy just ridin to the music
Got too many options but u know im goin choose it

Verse 2:
Hey Papi
I walk in  I have 'em staring, 
I be snapping necks and they be asking what I'm wearing, 
I just step on necks  in my stilettos, yeah I tear it up 
everytime I walk in you know all the boys is tearing up 


and you can’t get like me, 
looking in the mirror only ten I see, 
boy you make laugh you know you can't wife me, 
I'm a boss it ain't easy, yeah you can't buy me, 

I'm sexy, got the body of an hourglass
attitude 100, I'm the one your mamma warned you bout, 
I'm  not in a hurry, you're the one should be worried 
I'm that bitch on your knees I'll have you begging loud, 

yeah, it's Rosa Garcia, 
go against me yeah I wouldn't wanna be ya, 
and you wanna get with me, bou you got the wrong idea
I'm a bad bitch, when they see me yeah they shiver

Taste it (Ft. Loli Pop & Rosa Garcia)

Bricked Up - Carter Mitchell Ft. Jimmy North

Art Done By - Amber / Pandai  

[Hook]
These hoes spite me they wanna fight me but they always end up double tap like me
Yes I'm bad bitch thats what I’m getting at 
Tiny waist pretty face with a big ol ass
M3 wide body so Im moving fast skkrrrt
He just came over did the dine n dash skkrrrt
All the fuck boys know we gotta leave em hurt
All my bad bitches hit the floor and get to work

[Verse 1]
these guys hit me up
honestly they dont know how to stfu
always talking out that mouth they never back that shit it up
you a whole ass clown you couldnt make me nut 
baby im winning
best in the division
always cooking heat but aint never in the kitchen
jeans stay rippin
fat lil kitten
always talking mess to me but never get the best of me
put his head between my legs and hit em with the pedigree
queen b shit on your knees where ya blessing be
i can see you lame hoes hating hide the jealousy
hate to have to shank another bitch and thats on felon me
big beret gang shit 
birkin bag hang it
baddest bih claimed it
100k banked bitch 
Spend that on a bracelet 
I’m the one he can’t get

[Hook]
These hoes spite me they wanna fight me but they always end up double tap like me
Yes I'm bad bitch thats what I’m getting at 
Tiny waist pretty face with a big ol ass
M3 wide body so Im moving fast skkrrrt
He just came over did the dine n dash skkrrrt
All the fuck boys know we gotta leave em hurt
All my bad bitches hit the floor and get to work

[Verse 2]
Know I’m worth it 
And my bodies all natural fuck a surgeon 
Never worried bout your man i just be flirting 
All my ratchets at the red light twerking 
Baby get ya dance on 
Had to jump three times just to get my pants on
Doubled cheeked up so you know i get my clap on
I aint into pegging but you know i got the strap on
baby im winning
best in the division
always cooking heat but aint never in the kitchen
jeans stay rippin
fat lil kitten
always talking mess to me but never get the best of me
im delicious secret recipe
face legs ass tits thats where my blessing be
never let a fuck boy embarrass me 
dressed to impress thats necessity 

[Hook]
These hoes spite me they wanna fight me but they always end up double tap like me
Yes I'm bad bitch thats what I’m getting at 
Tiny waist pretty face with a big ol ass
M3 wide body so Im moving fast skkrrrt
He just came over did the dine n dash skkrrrt
All the fuck boys know we gotta leave em hurt
All my bad bitches hit the floor and get to work

.......................................................................................

Blessings

[HOOK]
It’s a shhhhhh it’s a stick up 
Ayy we bout to run it go head pick them blicks up
Oh they lacking over there quick let’s get em
Stuff his ass all in the trunk let’s get figures
It’s a stick stick stick it’s a stick up
Hostage better keep it down don’t make me get up 
Ain’t shooting it’s a golf club when I hit ya
Copped another devious lick then we dippin

[NALDI]
It’s a stick up, hit a licka 
Bringing the sprinter van, we aboutta blick ya 
She calling my phone I don’t wanna pick up 
Keeping playing with her heart ima fucked up surgeon, need that work in
She told me slide, I slid it was urgent, babygirl want birkin 
I don’t wanna hide, got the chops out, merch it, playing with me you clueless 
She wanna kill my high, she ain’t worth it, yea she’s fucking bogus
It’s a stick up x2 
Keshi calling my we finna blick ya 
It’s stick up x2

[HOOK]
It’s a shhhhhh it’s a stick up 
Ayy we bout to run it go head pick them blicks up
Oh they lacking over there quick let’s get em
Stuff his ass all in the trunk let’s get figures
It’s a stick stick stick it’s a stick up
Hostage better keep it down don’t make me get up 
Ain’t shooting it’s a golf club when I hit ya
Copped another devious lick then we dippin

[KESHI]
Stepping like a janitor you know I keep a mop with me 
Hoe be steady telling on yo block is this monopoly
I ain’t finna lay up with you boo I’m thinking pot of peas 
If we beefin then we beefin sorry no apologies 
Heard y’all bought a lot of guns still ain’t use one 
We just spun another block police ain’t do none 
Way I cheffed another opp it’s like they food huh 
Keep it down let’s just keep it down 
I ain’t stopping til they laying 6ft underground 
Fleece job was stupid easy bring another round 
I been high off all these licks ain’t never coming down

[HOOK]
It’s a shhhhhh it’s a stick up 
Ayy we bout to run it go head pick them blicks up
Oh they lacking over there quick let’s get em
Stuff his ass all in the trunk let’s get figures
It’s a stick stick stick it’s a stick up
Hostage better keep it down don’t make me get up 
Ain’t shooting it’s a golf club when I hit ya
Copped another devious lick then we dippin

Hush (feat. Naldi)

-Chase-

I got no beef in this game so i guess this is your invitation
come for me and itll get blatant.
stab to your chest leave your body vacant 
who is better
count this bread like chedder
I play 4d chess
you play checkers
Ill aim for your headtop and no i wont miss
let your body drop
extract the swiss
call it knife
took your life
better yet Ill will fuck your wife.
its on sight red dot beamed off your headtop
pussy I can do this all night
dont beef me.
thats a mistake you see.
young white kid but theres feature fees.
Legacy run  these kids with ease
step to us you get stomped out freeze
on your knees royaltys please.
I make p's the police can't seize
bitch you buggin
soft as a muffin
down drinks at the bar yeah im chuggin
You'll regret stepping to me youll get dug in.
pass me the aux, call me fumez cuz im plugged in
I'm all in im on one no i aint bluffin
come for me or legacy and its game over
your luck just ran out like a 3 leaf clover
pull up and youll get pulled over.
i aint no pushover
all your TRACKS GET LOOKED OVER.
Chase x Carter call it a crossover
this verse is over
back to back 
i do it again,
back to back I do it again

-Carter-

Who’s that clown
Best back down
One shot to yo head’ll be your last round
Have yo brains spread to the background
Leave ya people second guessin’ how they act now

I’ll go round for round
I’m pound for pound
One of the greatest to ever do this
Just ask around
Who has the crown
There’s no debate and this proves it

You losin’, We winnin’ 
Step into the viper pit and catch venom
Never knew that I could spit with this rhythm 
and it’s like a snipe, I hit with precision

Guess it’s all up in my genes like it’s denim
You don't want no beef with me so just listen
You chalked now you lame, seldom are just different
I locked down the game,  welcome to my prison

Bitch you buggin’ 
Check tha poker face, I ain’t bluffin’ 
I control the game, you ain’t plugged in
Might console your bae, you got done in

Best start runnin’ 
Cause you always gonna be chasin’ Carter
Cause Chase and Carter up in this bitch and when we done, you gon’ thank the Father

The father of the rap game
The fam was good until the rats came
I’ll exterminate all until my back breaks
Cause there ain’t no way we get a bad name

So keep ya facts straight, lil bitch
Or end up in a ditch 
I’m done bustin’ my clip
No discussion, I’m it!

Buggin - Chase Stone X Carter Mitchell

[Chorus]

He holla at me tellin me to ride this
But i keep thinkin bout riding on her hips
Turn me on,  push to start, my engine
I like girls on girls on girls i like girls on girls

Said come on over i want you to try it
I'm still tasting her cherry on my lips
Girl let me motor your mami just like this
I like girls on girls on girls on girls on girls

Sasha Verse:

Girls on girls thats all that im wanting
Grab my handle bars and get to speeding passed 100
This a joyride babygirl im gonna keep you cumming
Uh , we just cant control it

Imma keep her spraying like dracos
I be playing with her cat and i aint talkin say so
She told me te amo i said come on over baby
The bed so wet shits about to get wavy 

Fuck the seatbelts they aint my kinda strap ons
She got my pussy drippin like she left the tap on 
She call me her motor mami i know how to drive it
I spun her block a couple times she told me she invites it

[Pre-Chorus]

On your marks
Get Set
Go

[Chorus] x2

He holla at me tellin me to ride this
But i keep thinkin bout riding on her hips
Turn me on,  push to start, my engine
I like girls on girls on girls i like girls on girls

Said come on over i want you to try it
I'm still tasting her cherry on my lips
Girl let me motor your mami just like this
I like girls on girls on girls on girls on girls

[Bridge]

She said lemme take you to paradise 
I said mami you dont gotta tell me twice
Feel her kisses up and down on my thighs

She said hop in let me take you on a ride
No helmet needed baby im just tryna dive
Feel her kisses on me it feels right

[Luna Verse]

Baby girl driving circles around my head
Oh i swear i’m taking her ass to bed
She so fine issa crime plus nine 
Wrapped around her finger, yeah i’ll do the time
Like the saying, girls are all about their fun
Stick with me and we’ll be on the run
A motor mami calling me her papi 
I want her all night and make it extra sloppy

A tall glass of water just dying for a sip
Yeah she be loving this cherry on my lip
Yeah I tell her to leave her man at home
Izzy and lizzie ridin like we in rome

[Pre-Chorus]

On your marks
Get Set
Go

[Chorus] x2

He holla at me tellin me to ride this
But i keep thinkin bout riding on her hips
Turn me on,  push to start, my engine
I like girls on girls on girls i like girls on girls

Said come on over i want you to try it
I'm still tasting her cherry on my lips
Girl let me motor your mami just like this
I like girls on girls on girls on girls on girls

Motor Mami - Sasha-Rue Ft. Luna

Skeet Skeet (feat. Naldi & Sasha-Rue)

SCHLIDEEEEE - Zhang Chin
mastered by Mr Lite

SCHLIDEEEEE - Zhang Chin

[Verse]

I stay up at night, thinking about your love
Thought we were burning bright, shining like the stars above
Miss the way you feel, missing, the way that you touch
But is my loving enough?

I'm addicted baby I wanna feel the rush
Of a million lights flashing I can’t get enough
See it in your eyes maybe its getting too much
Is my loving enough?

[Bridge]

You make my, 
Lungs fill up and feel alive
My hearts bursts into the sky
I’m holding on for the ride
No I can’t give it up
I can’t even begin to describe 
What's going on inside

You make it, 
So hard for me to even breathe
Forget about everything
Capture me as I beam
I’m only going up
I can’t even begin to decide
What I want from my life

[Chorus]

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
Imma take over the world
I'm as free as a bird
Can’t, catch me if you tried

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
I’m a star and it pays
Set the whole sky ablaze
I'm not burning out tonight

[Verse 2]

There's no other love like the one you and I
Share together I ain’t goin down without a fight
You see it in my eyes, fear in the tears I cry
yea I’m too young to die

[Bridge]

You make my, lungs fill up and feel alive
My hearts bursts into the sky
I'm holding on for the ride
No i can’t give this up
I can’t even begin to describe 
What's going on inside, 

You make it, so hard for me to even breathe
Forget about everything
Capture me as I beam
I’m only going up
I can’t even begin to decide
What I want from my life

[Chorus]

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
Imma take over the world
I'm as free as a bird
Can’t, catch me if you tried

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
I’m a star and it pays
Set the whole sky ablaze
I'm not burning out tonight

[Bridge]

I’m the bad guy,
And I'm gonna set this world on fire
At night I come alive
Yes I'm gonna break out cause a riot
This is my time
About to beam up to the stars
We bout to take off in 3 2 1

[Chorus x2]

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
Imma take over the world
I'm as free as a bird
Can’t, catch me if you tried

Cause I’m a rocket girl, I’m a rocket girl
I’m a star and it pays
Set the whole sky ablaze
I'm not burning out tonight

Rocket Girl - Sasha-Rue

I was experimenting with this sound, I do not care if you don't like this, bye bye 😁

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Ooh) (Yeah x3)
Yeah, this ain't really my style but fuck it i'm experimenting... you feel me ? 
Yeah, this something new, I don't care if you like it. (Yeah yeah, yuh yuh, ok !)
Yeah! 
Uh
Yeah! (Lets go!)
Yeah! (ok! Ok!)
Yeah! (Yeah, uh huh, uh huh, lets go)
Yeah! (Yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah! 
Yeah! 
Uh, uh (hey hey hey !)

[Verse]
Ain't no getbacks (unh uh)
You might get yo shit snatched (uh huh)
Hotboxing the rolls, pop a bottle, I might relapse 
I been fighting demons in my head, I cannot relax (oh no!)
Shootout with the opps, I leave em dead, fuck the dispatch. (Fa fa fa)

If they want war, I pull my glock out (my glock)
Im bout to air the block out (the block)
Sliding down in Paragons, im bound to let them shots out (slide, slide, slide)

Please stop the acting, come show me sumn (show me sumn)
All that talking won't do me none (do me none)
You talk about it, go and swing that gun (ooh)
If you want the smoke then lets have some fun

[Verse 2]
Uh, brokie brokie, boy you's a brokie (bitch you broke)
Why you talking money when you cannot show me ? (Cant show me)
Stop acting like you know me when you do not know me (you dont)
Two shots to his chest, now he gone die real slowly (hey hey hey)

Smoking thrax, (ok!) sipping on anejo (bitch im drunk)
Im on the corner, (huh?) selling out that yayo (all that snow)
Got five-o on my ass, I won't go to jail (wee do wee)
But if they catch me, i'll send letters through the mail 

Do you love me?
(Yeah!)
I aint no dummy
(Yeah!)
She want a prada bag, won't spend no money
(Yeah!)
Bitch I got hella cash
(Yeah!)
my days are sunny
(Yeah!)
That boy talking out his ass
(Yeah!)
Leave his nose runny
(Yeah!)










yeah! (dummy freestyle)

Demonz - Leon King Ft Walter Prod. Carter Mitchell

im too lazy to put lyrics so you're gonna have to listen to memorize 😭😭  

Original Song Credits go to YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Find Myself (Remix) [Prod. by This is The Sound]

[Hook]

Fly me out to you x8

Imma hop on, private jet
Fly straight there boy no connects
Imma give you hella sex
Aint no sleep boy aint no rest

Fly me out to you,
Fly me out to the moon
Fly me out to you
Imma be there real soon (yea)

[Verse]

Boy you can tell me anything
You in the states im in London (oh yea)
Keep feelin like you been distant
And i know it aint the long distance (oh no)

I'm just wanting you now
But there's only one way how
Imma have to hop on a plane
You gone have to fly me out (to you)

But I'm gon' make it worth the wait
I'm gon' give it to you everyday (oh yea)
Been missing how you feel lately
Maybe i should make you fly to me (uh huh)

I'm just wondering why
I cant get you off of my mind
Take a flight I'm making up time
im your world and baby you’re mine (mhm)

[Hook]

Fly me out to you x8

Imma hop on, private jet
Fly straight there boy no connects
Imma give you hella sex
Aint no sleep boy aint no rest

Fly me out to you,
Fly me out to the moon
Fly me out to you
Imma be there real soon (yea)


[Axel] 
Fly me out to you
Got me fallin for you
Don’t need no parachute
Got me grounded like your shoes
I’m still grounded from the booz

Yea you know I’m on my fuck shit
One phone call awayAin’t a drop in my bucket
Tears need company

Juice got me movin like your puppet
Delta on my phone, if you down then ill book it
Lets just say fuck it, lets go over the budget
Lets take a private plane lets go somewhere with a sunset

[Sasha Verse 2]

And make it all just go away

Cause I could just use, a little more time
In your arms at night, where the stars align
Make you go down on me, make you deep dive
Into my world tonight, im yours you’re mine

Love your birthday suit is it designer?
View from the skies, dreamliner
Coming over? Holdon lemme call my driver
And then he give it to me good, smudged liner

[Hook]

Fly me out to you x8

Imma hop on, private jet
Fly straight there boy no connects
Imma give you hella sex
Aint no sleep boy aint no rest

Fly me out to you,
Fly me out to the moon
Fly me out to you
Imma be there real soon (yea)

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Raven Reid