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Drank/Arm Nd Leg  [@true1k]

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It’s been goin, Things been going
It’s been going downhill,
Been going downhill,
Downhill,
We’ve been going downhill, don’t need you around still
No I don’t need you around still,
Don’t need you around still,
Don’t need you around still,
Don’t need you around still,

16 Os that’s in a pound,
She like my whistle, favorite sound 
I send a signal them killas come out,
We don’t run zone, we blitzing yo house,
In N out with you spouse,
She want go round for round, I knock it out
On my EastSide Shit, you know Quay He walk it out
They know Quay cause he from the south,
I can’t stay in the Bay, I’m tryna get out,
Heavyweight Champ,
I start a wave and I’m leading the chant,
Walk down yo block, I don’t bend
Might say it once but won’t say it again,

He lil bro, yeah I’m letting him win
Yeah this hoe want pull up, not letting her in
We better than them, 
See these war scars I’m a veteran,
Why you bet against?
Make no sense,
Make no sense,
I be buying this shit, you just rent
Think I’m lying and shit, gang break bands
25 racks in saks fifth, got chooch pack up in the spliff
Print the Ghosted out Glock, now it’s on my hip,
Roll em up we get him spliffed,
We sending shots right out the Lyft,
Kick in ya trap, take what you got,
I want it all I want a lot,
I want it all I want a lot,

16 Os that’s in a pound,
She like my whistle, favorite sound 
I send a signal them killas come out,
We don’t run zone, we blitzing yo house,
In N out with you spouse,
She want go round for round, I knock it out
On my EastSide Shit, you Know Quay he walk it out
They know Quay cause he from the south,
I can’t stay in the Bay, I’m tryna get out, 
I send a signal them killas come out, 
I send a signal them killas come out, 
I send a signal them killas come out,
I can’t stay in the Bay, I’m tryna get out,

Downhill/ The Signal [@xhqrr]

Ain't Mention [kyo]

https://youtu.be/tbvBLvu2mlY?si=DcHiZC3tiwO_3j9K

Tell yo brother come outside, better pay his dues
Tell that hoe treat me like the prize, bae this nun new
Them ain’t real lies, had to realize
Excuses, hearing em on yo side
I’m doin’ well and you just getting by?

I’m getting rich, is you with it or not?
Fuckin’ his hoe, heard dat boy tied the knot?
Get yo hand off my stomach, ain’t no timing out
Girl I been around, you just finding out
Make lil shawty spit like a spout,
5 star performance, I ain’t leaving no doubt
Know I’m cool on bitch, I just kill and I’m out

Broke as fuck, you in a village house
In the Mansion, I’m clearing the pillagers out
Diamonds dancing, they jump to the rhythm and sound
Know this vintage leather, purple drank like nether
Got enchantments for style, yall ain’t do it Better
Yall ain’t on what I’m on, this a new level 
What you want?
Miss them days when I was home,

All on my own this ain’t no stunt,
Don’t hit my phone it ain’t bout funds,
I ain’t wasting no time, tell me upfront
I done sold the deal, I got time to kill 
Niggas sitting still? They don’t want it
Fuck a rack, let’s go bill for bill 
They don’t want it,
Flip the cam, like to flex the wheel
You don’t own it

What you want?
Bro got that shit that get you gone,
Know dat 7.62 gon’ crack his dome,
I don’t need no help, do this all on my own
Won’t catch me with niggas, by my lone
All on my own, this ain’t no stunt 
No I don’t want you, yo friend more fun
Hating niggas clicked up? They both my sons
Back out the belt, now these niggas wan’ run
Yo hoe a slut for me, you she a nun
Yo hoe a slut for me, you she a nun

Tell yo brother come outside, better pay his dues
Tell that hoe treat me like the prize, bae this nun new
Them ain’t real lies, had to realize
Excuses, hearing em on yo side
I’m doin’ well and you just getting by?

Sum Step Shi {5kjordn}

''Woodstock'' w Champie 66 [TwinLJ]

Lunch Freestyle [slugwurf]

IHATEDICKRIDERSlol  p.Clue

Just the thought of you brings me despair,
You play both sides, how that fair?
My time ain’t cheap, no it ain’t to spare
Getting back with you? No I wouldn’t dare
VVS stones lil bitch, no these ain’t Claire’s 
They try and downplay the boy, 
They ain’t think I’d prevail?

You old news, see what I did there?
Learn to read the room, now I’m self aware 
He gon go out sad, rocking denim tears
Getting back with you? No I wouldn’t dare
Take that Hoe back like why would I share ?
Tryna fuck my friends ain’t gon make me care?
Ain’t no more romance, shit done left the air
Getting back with you? No I wouldn’t dare
Swear, took too long just to get here 

Tried to say I ain’t prepared for this, 
I’m aware of this, 
I ain’t scared of this,
You bomb on that beat like a terrorist,
I’m not hearing it,
I don’t care for it,
Said that Wayard be warm know I’m wearing it,
Said you stepping? Boy that shit is embarrassing 
You old news, see what I did there?
Learn to read the room, now I’m self aware
Tryna fuck my friends ain’t gon make me care

Just the thought of you brings me despair,
You play both sides, how that fair?
My time ain’t cheap, no it ain’t to spare
Getting back with you? No I wouldn’t dare
VVS stones lil bitch, no these ain’t Claire’s 
They try and downplay the boy, 
They ain’t think I’d prevail?

You old news, see what I did there?
Learn to read the room, now I’m self aware 
He gon go out sad, rocking denim tears
Getting back with you? No I wouldn’t dare
Take that Hoe back like why would I share ?
Tryna fuck my friends ain’t gon make me care?

Wouldn't Dare [Audamar]

Surf p. v3dantt

FreshOuttaFucks p.SolSol.wav

Screen [BearBrick QuayMix] [cardogotwings]

My brudda special ed, sometimes he go retarded
Stepping on shit, like regardless
Ima call the play, run the offense
Keep my head down, I’ve been locked in
You ain’t stopped shit,
Matter fact, I’m back to popping my shit

Ain’t no slow Jams I’m tryna Moshpit,
I rock the show out like no one watching,
I been on my own but can’t say I’m boxed in,
Top 10, I said fuck yo Top 10
Pop shit, you get popped like Xan
If you wanted you wouldn’t—
Feel like no point in making you understand,
I’ll tell you one time, hold ya hand 

Feel like giving up, but that’s not a option
Damn why would I stop? Me and gang got poppin
I’m the rock the show out like no one watching,
I’ve been on my own but can’t say I’m boxed in, 
Top 10, I said fuck yo Top 10
Pop shit, you get popped like Xan
If you wanted you wouldn’t understand 

Get stacks like to rock out like Big Time Rush!
Shawty bad, they like “where you find her?”
Dickride for free? Boy you shoulda signed up
Lined up, we could get it Lined up
Off the wall, same shit like Vans
If you wanted you wouldn’t—
Feel like no point in making you understand,
I’ll tell you one time, hold ya hand 

Ain’t no slow Jams I’m tryna Moshpit,
I rock the show out like no one watching,
I been on my own but can’t say I’m boxed in,
Top 10, I said fuck yo Top 10
Pop shit, you get popped like Xan
If you wanted you wouldn’t—

No Slow Jams [defnottyrell]

MOLLY WALK [Aloa]

AQUAN BOLDIN [Khrisox]

A Million Faces [Audamar]

ICGAF  [PetRan+HavXc]

We could meet up
He think I’m strapped not the one with da heater
Won’t hit her back I just block and delete her
Lemme show you to how to fit 4 hoes in 2 seater
I’m at the Citgo Fill my meter
I’m not worried bout school Tryna Rock out arenas
I did my own thing ain’t follow the leader 
Don’t put no pain you not moving the needle
You make the crowd freeze no black Beatles
Let’s be for real they not coming to see you 
I’m coming cozy got sweats and a beater
No I can’t go outside ion want em to see us
I need a rello I need a 2 liter 
I don’t do hellos ain’t no nice to meet ya
Yeah they know where I stay ain’t that hard to reach me
I hunt a nigga down Liam Neeson
Come get ya lil nigga for we grease em
Fill em with shells yeah we leave em leaking
Blow up da base TNT we griefing
We give em hell do it for no reason
Hoe said she “throwed off”
What that meaning?
I done got my dough up now we eating
I kick da door down now im leaving 
I kick da door down now im leaving 
Come get ya lil nigga for we grease em
Fill em with shells yeah we leave em leaking
Blow up da base TNT we griefing
We give em hell do it for no reason
Hoe said she “throwed off”
What that meaning?
I done got my dough up now we eating
 Hoe said she “throwed off”
What that meaning?
I done got my dough up now we eating

Dough Up [Quavacius]

Kinda Sorta [Aloa]

WhatsIt2Ya? [Flexcyn]

HeadStone [leako]

I got a firm grip on this rap shit
No you can’t come around put em on the blacklist
He try and backdoor came out blastin
Know I do this for real you do it for the fashion
Spend all my cash made sure I’m swaggin
So far ahead I know these niggas laggin

Get the fuck out my inbox for a backend
Had to spend it all spend it up you ain’t stackin
Stay down stay low
Know you hear the Trackhawk rip up the road
I’m in LA shit hot like a stove
I’m beating her back while I’m droppin a load
Sun in my face while I’m rocking a robe

My bro hit the block said slide like slope
Hoe tryna get lit lemme drive that boat
2014 Bron I go coast to coast
Not the man in your city I know you a joke
You slick out the mouth treat that tongue like a weapon
He was just popping it now he ain’t flexing
Why when I walk in you making an exit
Won’t catch me clowning around with these niggas
Won’t be fucking up my figures

I ain’t playing bout them dollas
ARP beep beep just like a drum
I stay on repeat stacking them commas
Tuti gon eat me hoe undercover
She off a pill she tweak off a downer
I’m finna steal your bitch like Bowser

When I used trap hundred per hour
Smoking on good pack smelling like sour
I smoke a blunt before I go shower
Your hoe getting mad at me she so sour
I’m finna fuck her with so much power
Off of the white stuff off of the powder
Off of the white stuff off of the powder

We getting dollas on dollas on dollas
We getting dollas on dollas on dollas
We getting greens everyday like some collards
I’m finna slap that bitch up on her butt
I’m finna buss like a muthafuckin gun
I tell that bitch why the fuck would you run
I told that bitch we ain’t gettin no funds
Don’t you like money that shit is so fun

We getting dollas on dollas on dollas
We getting dollas on dollas on dollas
We getting greens everyday like some collards
I’m finna slap that bitch up on her butt
I’m finna buss like a muthafuckin gun
I tell that bitch why the fuck would you run
I told that bitch we ain’t gettin no funds
Don’t you like money that shit is so fun

1chrss tuff we know 1chrss tuff
Get stacks play later

rap shit  [1chrss]

sWAG [birdbusinness]

Can’t look me in my eyes, I see through yo lies
Read in between them lines, you not smart not wise 
Not selfish ill help my slime, tell twin this shit take time 
Work way too hard to stop my shine, this shit I’m on is 1+9(on 10)

It might be smarter if you stayed inside, yah
Turn around play this shit safe, don’t slide 
Me and my twin might fry, might fry
Like a sundown town don’t drive, don’t drive
Tie a nigga up set em on fye, on god
You ain’t slick boy I’m hip to yo lies, don’t try 
shawty slim but she thick in them thighs, 

Damn, can I get a piece of that wham wham?
Knock a hoe out the park like grand slam
You wanna come read bout it? Tell em come see bout it!
Just in case you ain’t know? I could tell ya that we bout it!
Throw a bih off the glass tell em rebound it!
He getting mad said he wan’ grab the heat bout it?
Tell em come see bout it, see bout it, see bout it
Just in case you ain’t know? I could tell ya that we bout it!

Can’t look me in my eyes, I see through yo lies
Read in between them lines, you not smart not wise 
Not selfish ill help my slime, tell twin this shit take time 
Work way too hard to stop my shine, this shit I’m on is 1+9(on 10)

Said the whole gang dead ion got no friends
Know I’m chilling with Andrew, Grant, Ben,
If don’t make dollars it don’t make sense,
Don’t get no burn, boy on the bench 
Like what that smell? What’s that stench?
Rap like the bills due, I pay the rent
Hoe I’m here to fuck, ain’t tryna vent
Talk way too much like where yo friend? 

It might be smarter if you stayed inside, yah
Turn around play this shit safe, don’t slide 
Me and my twin might fry, might fry
Like a sundown town don’t drive, don’t drive
Tie a nigga up set em on fye, on god
You ain’t slick boy I’m hip to yo lies, don’t try 
shawty slim but she thick in them thighs, 

Damn, can I get a piece of that wham wham?
Knock a hoe out the park like grand slam
You wanna come read bout it? Tell em come see bout it!
Just in case you ain’t know? I could tell ya that we bout it!
Throw a bih off the glass tell em rebound it!
He getting mad said he wan’ grab the heat bout it?
Tell em come see bout it, see bout it, see bout it
Just in case you ain’t know? I could tell ya that we

GrandShlam [birdbusinness]

Handful Interlude [brynn]

Feet In Da Sand [15drtt]

Nigga tryna bite my style, im the man like ask around 
Back out that drum better not make a sound,
This a clown car blunt nigga packed it out
On a bench doing stunts, nigga max it out
On the Eastside, Westside walk it out
Lil nigga got his bitch fucked, thug it out 
Let’s make this a one on one

Oh yeah if you want you could hit this blunt,
Right here a real nigga with them funds,
Get to breakin my thumb, countin munyun 
Damn my hands going numb I’m not done,
Think this hoe wanna rump, just my hunch 
I ain’t doing no dates, don’t do brunch
No time, I gotta kill gotta crunch 
Know the cup red, I ain’t sipping on punch Damn, Know the blunt gon punch

Kangaroo Runtz, know I’m smoking on strong
Said she gotta man, won’t last long 
I ain’t even gotta ask, seen it in a thong 
Kno I beat it and leave it ain’t no holding on,
When I meetup for reup I’m tucking that heater,
Yo shit come on, turn off the speaker 
Down bad on yo dick cuz you cuffing that eater,

This how fast like Mexican music,
Young nigga coming up I’m da next to do it
Spielberg with yo bitch bouta make a movie
Yall do too much ion flex to prove it,
He took a bitch out to lunch he a munch?
We Rich Forever don’t know ‘bout a slump?
Like Kick Buttowski I be doing them stunts
Sticks out, know that my niggas gon hunt

I ain’t ever been to North Dakota,
I treat the 16 like Motorola,
You ain’t sipping no drink, that’s motor oil
Double cup fuck me up, I’m folding over 
Don’t hit that cup that’s more than soda,
Handcuff a lil bitch like It’s Law & Order
I’m right here, hoes goin crazy Brittney Spears
You not no man, don’t face yo fears

Saw em talk the Jakes? No Paul Revere
Lin kuei on the wrist now it’s frost in here
He try and run from chain that ain’t smart,
Me and gang make it rain like it’s March,
My life madness,
I treat these hoes like a shoe pair of baddies,
Catch me outside with the gang I’m swaggin,
Downtown doin some shi that ain’t average,
Downtown doin some shi that ain’t average,

Nigga tryna bite my style, im the man like ask around 
Back out that drum better not make a sound,
This a clown car blunt nigga packed it out
On a bench doing stunts, nigga max it out
On the Eastside, Westside walk it out
Lil nigga got his bitch fucked, thug it out 
Let’s make this a one on one

Oh yeah if you want you could hit this blunt,
Right here a real nigga with them funds,
Get to breakin my thumb, countin munyun 
Damn my hands going numb I’m not done,
Think this hoe wanna rump, just my hunch 
I ain’t doing no dates, don’t do brunch
No time, I gotta kill gotta crunch 
Know the cup red, I ain’t sipping on punch Damn, Know the blunt gon punch

Naseem (@quavacius)

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