Bitch, I'm a soldier, and you alone, she eat me up like dahmer, I'm keep countin' up my
commas, she hit my phone perfect timing yeah, My bullets make you bleed, I'm addicted to all this green. Better come get your hoe why she all on me
She like my swag, she like my tee, bougie lil hoe she want a mink, Ian yo Man U ain’t gone get shit from me

Chrome on  my shades, I can't even see, Spanish lil bitch call her señorita
I wanna bring the kutta today I'ma bring the heater,I'ma bring that heat like I’m in Miami 
My bitch got cheeks, I'ma call it Sandy, We locked in like we Billy and Mandy, I'ma
RKO the hoe like I'm Randy, That bitch want me to take off her panties, I just want

the money and love, You know I get fly like a dove, she a bad lil bitch, fuck it up, Fuck
it up, Fuck it up, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bitch, I'm a soldier, and you a loner, she eat me up like dahmer
Ima keep counting up my commas, She hit my phone perfect timing yeah, My bullets make you bleed, I'm addicted, to all this green, better come get your hoe why she all on me

She like my swag she like my tee

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Red Room

#Why

Molly workin (video in description)

Stand by me

Lyrics :

Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that  (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)

Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low

I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't fuck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired
100 rounds, bitch, it's going down I cut your lifeline

Wonder why that hoe cryin' She was never mine
I had two at the same time Yeah, they one of one
Bitch, Im one of one I don't do no fake shit
Got it out the pavement She the one who paid for it

I'm the one who made for it yeah let's have a court order
Bitch, I drive' like I'm in Forza
Uh, I don't do no fiction hoe Hit the brakes and then I go
No, I'm cluthin ' on that pole Uh, why she on my IG, Lurking
You can't feel me, you ain't never hurt
Yeah, I'm pullin' off in that  (skrrt) dye my head like I'm (vert)

Bitch, I got that Uzi Yeah, bitch, I got that Uzi
Pray to god, I don't wanna use it Bitch, I'm sliding with my hooligans
She tryna come right back again I'ma make her pack it up
I don't want no fake hoes Duck his head, he lay low

I got the cheese no queso, I'm in a read or writer
I'm tryna get a lil' higher She done been around
I can't fuck with a liar Yeah, I'm gettin' tired

Fiction

Vetements

Trapped In The Sun

Gone Pt1

O Dog

No Rush

Lyrics :

I get hella bored (huh) might go cop that foreigner bad b*** she foreign (yeah) I been spending all my cash cause I got bored yeah
I'm gone cop that new swag naw it ain't for ya shout out Laura she like son boy I adore (ya) I got niggas in the trenches playin' with sticks like toy (ya) whacking s*** like porn (ya)

Chillin' in that 4G auto coupe All my niggas slide yeah we move around in
a group She want all of mine bet you get a dime or
two I got niggas off the Addy huh

Jumpin' off that  she a baddie with a fatty huh
Elephant in that room whipping s*** like a caddy huh
I get high up off that boof want that money make a deal huh
To that b*** across that field huh

It be gettin' real huh
Itching tryna kill some I ain't kill Bill huh
But I still put that semi on that chopper huh
Slide until we lighten up fuck that bitch I'm pipin' her

In that real deal striker huh
I got a bored huh
I got a bored huh
I got a bored huh

Mama said baby I adore you
Baby I know you see me
Put that shit on film make a movie
I ain't shit yet I ain't shit yet

But I bet you see me up on TV
I ain't fuckin' with no other hoes act like groupies
They be prayin' on my soul I'ma cop that Jesus piece
Rockin' rick from head to knee  scorin' shit like Anthony

I know she been into me
High as fuck eyes slanted think I'm lookin' Vietnamese
I was tryna get by see she ran into me
Now it's just a goodbye bet she don't remember me

I got a bored huh
I got a bored huh
I been losin' my mind out of order
Baby let me take your pic let me record ya

Redbone hair longshe a foreigner
Ain't nothin' to me baby I can afford ya
Block me off her phone baby why you ignore ya
I'm a real slime take a trip to Georgia

Slime me for a dime act like I don't know ya
I been doin' crime give a fuck about crime stoppers huh
I don't wanna die I don't wanna die
That b*** know she fire huh

Be my ride or die huh
My ride or die huh
I die for my niggas huh
I ride for my niggas huh

I slide for my niggas huh
Beat the block we light it up
Pullin' up big body truck
I just got the heat it's tucked

F*** that bitch I leave her

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