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Lil Uzi Vert - London (Extended Snippet) 🤍🛸🇬🇧

perubaby - i asked booly if i could use his adlibs (prod. twovrt)

Yvlshooter6 (ahmad).m4a

The Wave (patrick ozi).mp3

leech prod me

moneyraceshorty x protect - slimedude

boolymon - squillok (socceroni pickle peak) (chris finesse exclusives)

(prod faint)

Walked in lit, don’t give no fuck
Bitch want clout, better suck that up
Glock in the coat, got the beam on tuck
Talk too wild, get his whole shit cut

Still pop out with a bag and a blick
Ice on froze, can’t touch this drip
Ho too bad, but she act like shit
Hit one time, then I dip real quick

No new friends, I don’t need no help
Still got racks sittin high on the shelf
Bitch want love? Better ask herself
I just want top and a check, not else

Smoke in the whip, can't see, just float
Bro got heat, and he don’t even show
Flex too hard, got em all on go
I don’t play fair, I just press then blow

Fuck that talk, I just run up racks
Ho want love? I ain't textin back
Whole squad lit, we don't do no lack
Glock on me, and it ride in black

Pop that shit, make the room go dumb
Still outside with the smoke, no run
Ice on neck like I fought the sun
Don’t want love, I just came for fun

Ice on me, got the glow like woah
Still ride round with the stick on go
Fuck that vibe, I just play my role
I don’t chase love, I just want that throat

I don’t give a fuck what they talkin bout 
Ran that bag up, now they run they mouth 
She want love, but I’m out this route 
Told that bitch I ain’t stickin around

Ice on my chain like I fought through pain
Heart on freeze, I don’t feel no shame
Fuck what they said, I don’t play no games
I just want neck, not love, no names

Ho want love? That’s dead, I’m numb
I just count bread, then roll my blunt
Still outside when the fakes go run
Still got smoke when the day feel done

I been movin cold, I ain’t trust no bitch 
Hit one time, then I cut that quick 
Still got racks, I don’t post no pic
Still talk slick, get hit with the stick

Ice on my wrist like I freeze my soul
Bitch too fake, gotta block that ho
Slide on beats like I ride on smoke
Still pop shit when the pack get low

Flex too hard, make the room get tense
I don’t do peace, I don’t ride no fence
Bitch want time, but I need my ends
I don’t do love, I just fuck her friends

Back on go when the block feel off
Still send shots if he talk too soft
Ho want clout? Better earn that spot
I don’t play fair, I just break that law

I don’t play no games, I’m up right now
Talk too slick, get shut right down
Ice too cold, got the neck on wow
Fuck that love, I just want that mouth

Still ride round with the stick on seat
Ho too fake, can’t sit by me
Run that check, then I slide lowkey
I don’t chase hoes, I just let shit be

Bitch, I’m up, don’t test my name
Still got smoke, don’t play no games
Ho want love, but she way too lame
I just want head, I don’t need no fame

Glock on me, and it ride front seat
Fuck your block, I been in too deep
Talk that shit, better watch how you speak
I don’t play cool, I just slide then tweak

Still that one, I don’t beg, don’t fold
Heart too cold, but the neck on gold
Whole lotta pain, but I move too bold
And I don’t give a fuck bout the lies they told

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pes 2015 prod perc40

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