𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜...

[Intro: Lil Spliffie]
Ayy

[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!

[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)

[Verse 1: KOOLBENJA]
Pull up on your side, don't care I got a pass or not
If we pull up side by side we'll see you got the sauce or nah
And this shit I'm 'bout to light gon' make me like an astronaut
And right after we pass spliffs, we gon' go 'head and pass your thot
No, I ain't scared of death, (Scared) but I don't wanna die (Nope)
See a lot of dead faces when I close my eyes (When I close)
Yeah, they wanted to see me dead, but I caught 'em by surprise (On God!)
All I do is manifest while these niggas fantasize, fantasize, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Spliffie]
I super skinny my jean when I walk with a Tec (Yeah!)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
Dick in this bitch because she was a ten (What?)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
See it, I like it, I cop it today (Yes)
Speak to me, be 'bout the guap, talkin' 'bout the cash
You know I ain't come here to play

[Verse 3: KOOLBENJA]
Hey, lil' missy, how you like the city?
If you ain't busy, we'll go cruisin' through the evening
Shouts my nigga, Spliffie, yeah, we outchea gettin' iffy
Yeah, I only tell true stories, got no fiction, I get litty, yeah

[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!

[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)

[Verse 4: Lil Spliffie]
Yeah, (Yeah, pull up) pull up with stick then we choppin' his head
Alicia—play with the key, I'm in these streets with these racks
Play, bitch, keep doublin' the ass, told the bitch throw that shit back and she beepin'
Hoe gettin' shot with this stick if you playin'... [?]

[Verse 5: KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, (Whew, yeah) yeah (Slatt)
Put a chrome machine to your head, yeah (Dead)
If you talkin' shit, we off your head (Head)
And if she like a cold machine, inside she dead, yeah (Yeah!)
She know what time it is, she pullin' up in a whim
She lookin' fine as shit, she fill up her jean but she slim
I'm walkin' on water, I feel like a pimp, she pull up and suck on my dick, and she dip
She need me to spend all my guap, I told her, "Vacate," you know I ain't come here to play

[Outro: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them...
Didn't know that was your...

[Produced by KOOLBENJA]

🥑🥑🥑

Trapocalypse

Ａｖｏｃａｄｏｓ (f/ Lil Spliffie)

Yu$urf Saint-Best i ever had(cover)

Intro:[Trudda's lil bro & Surfy]
Surfyyyy,inkingaaa,4sureeee
Dankoooo!


Verse
too many people was blowin my phone & asking me Surfy when you gonna drop
Finna start movin & thats on my momma so i gotta focus man i cannot flop
2022 cant talk w these niggas i only talk money i only talk guap
Kickin the door of success cz i kno i deserve it,my ego wont let me to knock
Coming against me is cool but just kno you wont win coz i kno that its Surfy o'clock
qetile the niggas that thought it was cool to throw dirt on my name everytime when i drop
Me & my goonz we be dripped in all black ye we ready to shoot man we feelin like S.W.A.T
Chill akatshowa ketsamaya ka 20,aka tata sang jwetsa ka ntwana tse swaak

This aint the best that a nigga done had
atleast im alive & the shit in my past
Couple'a fights i done had w my dad coz my heart in the music like mama its bad
He prolly think that im spending my hours in studio cookin & making sum trash
funny he dont know im one of the best 
In the industry Surf has been killin these cats

Issa murder they dont need to ask
smoke em like stuff sa my lord & i pass
I dab em,everything goes to the masses
Surf imbuzi im keepin the balance
I dont like niggas they cappin 
& the bitches too ghetto & ratchet
head shot like assassin
Ziplock body baggin

I like it when she get fiesty like she wanna blow me like she wanna ride it
Damn shawty undecided,turnin her on and she gettin too violent
On her booty she aint silent,starting to feel like her pussy robotic
Titties real no comic,down for that girl  i dont care bout the comments

Fucc it dont you tell me bout rands my nigga im focused on gettin the dollars
Start to feel like im Westbroook way im hanging w too many ballars
Big 18 this is the start of my journey the music my partner
Eye on the bag for my brother
Heart on my sleeve?man my heart on my collar
Came w the different typa heat bc i was born in the Summer
Playing my part,no movie my nigga this shit aint rush hour
Niggas coming up w new stunts like Jackie Chan & Chris Tucker
Its crazy my nigga,yo bishh she trippin she tryna go act like my stalker

Suddenly everyone got bars & i start to feel like this shit peer pressure
I just focused on myself more & i swear the vision aint been clearer
I dont think i got no competition,in the peoples eyes dawg i been better
Hot nigga im a pretty boy fucc chedda cheese i be mozarella

Ye im happy..kinda sad tho
Dawg i run the city but im mad broke
That is sumthing im not proud of but i trust the process & i got hope
Organizers never wanna pay & i really gotta take the cash home
The streets callin me a prophet..if im being honest im a hood pope 

:)

Best I Ever Had[$urf-Mix]

COFFIN ( THE TEASER )

[Hook : Opium Juice]

Niggas don’t wear suits but I still had to cut ties
I got drive
But I still couldn’t reach my top speed 
Cuz I got deprived 
Now I’m choppin’ up beats like french fries
Tryna kill time
Think I need a helipad for the touchdown cuz I been fly (been fly)

Niggas don’t wear suits but I still had to cut ties
I got drive
But I still couldn’t reach my top speed 
Cuz I got deprived 
Now I’m choppin’ up beats like french fries
Tryna kill time
Think I need a helipad for the touchdown cuz I been fly (been fly)

[Verse : Opium Juice]

I was tryna run the game but I was running outta love
Got stabbed in the back and I run outta blood
I drove you nuts 
Gear five and I forgot to hit the clutch ,
I’m not even an athlete but I’m running outta luck
Surprised that I don’t got STI’s cuz i fuck shvt up 
Ion think I need a blowjob cuz my life sucks

I screwed up cuz I had a few loose screws 
I needed a fix and I lost my tools
I was gettin’ tested when I started thinking I was done with school 
We lost the connection cuz couldn’t pair to your Bluetooth 
But I’m still killin’ it fuck a maybach I need a hearse 
Cuz a lotta rappers die everytime I spit a verse ( a lotta rappers die everytime I spit a verse )
 

[verse : Nirvana]

Write my "He" with a capital letter
I'm not a human, I am a god
I'm not a common noun
I'm number zero, I come before the one
The biggest slice of the pie
A criminals poisonous lies
I hate ergodic'it lines
Legendary, I'm it's paradigm
Technically my mom's second life, Talk!
The greatest of all time since Pac died
And now is my time like I invented a clock
I define you as the figure of speech Irony
Perfectly a Pyramid scheme
Factually
A wolf in sheep skin
I can't do the genial vigour
I'm unremittingly, completely combative
carelessly ablative
A lucky pachet

[Hook : Opium Juice]

Niggas don’t wear suits but I still had to cut ties
I got drive
But I still couldn’t reach my top speed 
Cuz I got deprived 
Now I’m choppin’ up beats like french fries
Tryna kill time
Think I need a helipad for the touchdown cuz I been fly (been fly)

Black Fridayy (Prod.Bdb)

Opium Airlines

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