imar - a delusional nuisance

Heavenly

Bloom

produced by fwcal, rexv2

Yeah, yeah, yo (4x)
(Kontrabande, Rex)
Yeah, yeah, yo (3x)
I just got a boost, all these niggas fruit 
See my wrist achoo, ya' know my money blue 
And you say that's yo hoe so tell me what she tryna do?
I match up with my twin cuz' we get high if one got boof
I got-, I got-, bands for this bitch
No, you can't step like this
Yo manz' in a ditch, go getback fore' you gritz
Want fans on my dick, I'm tryn' show my ex bitch
We lag in dis' bitch, bitch tryn' hold my new dick (yea, yea)

Niggas go ou-, niggas go out sad now
Cal, he pull da' mag out
Lil Hi-Point, it's gon' jam out
My bro up, been a fan now
Who told you there was handouts?
Tryn' flex on me, pull bands out
Plan B bae we done ran out, I can't be no damn dad now
Twin ski up, pull da' gat out
Watch your back cuz' these niggas rat out
Allat' talk, tell me what it's about?
You get whacked, I don't got not one doubt
On da wave nigga, wit' a new sound
Onna' wave, niggas say I'm too bound
I get geeked, brodie say I'm spacebound
This bih' geeked really tryna come round

Nigga, we got dumb rounds
I just copped like dumb pounds
Nigga, I might jump out, choppa finna' bump loud
Plug just gave me bow-wow, hit dat nigga with da' chao, chao
Lil method for the bitches cuz' they don't know how to act now
I need somebody uhhh, to fucking slop me up
I love my body uhhh, but I still fuck it up
It's so much dope in here, boy you don't love yo' self
Bro just popped coke I hear, said he don't need no help
(No help, no help)

Yeah, yeah, yo (4x)
Yeah, yeah, yo (3x)
I just got a boost, all these niggas fruit 
See my wrist achoo, ya' know my money blue 
And you say that's yo hoe so tell me what she tryna do?
I match up with my twin cuz' we get high if one got boof
I got-, I got-, bands for this bitch
No, you can't step like this
Yo manz' in a ditch, go getback fore' you gritz
Want fans on my dick, I'm tryn' show my ex bitch
We lag in dis' bitch, bitch tryn' hold my new dick (yea, yea)

(Booted up)
(I'm booted up, on god nigga)
(On god nigga, on god nigga)
(Booted up, on god nigga)
(On god nigga, on god nigga)
(Booted up)

Boost

MadeInTyo's single "Uber Everywhere". Check out the music video here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcyFJLrBVhA

Download the single on iTunes https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/uber-everywhere-single/id1087391866

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Uber Everywhere Prod. K Swisha

SPILL YOUR TIME

@sweezytheproducer @tjriverss @fuckyousmly

Why u wan talk on my name u a bitch
Tthis hoe like me she got slits on her wrist
Pop a luh x got me up like a bitch
Nigga talk backdoor he finna r.i.p

Talk bout dat backdoor, We got dat strap doe
Im w the bats hoe, Focused on bad hoes
Ride in a benzo, Swerving the potholes
I already said that i cxnt go, He got no rank he shit show
uh Shawty gon suck up the big show, Drop dat dot get yo shit blown
Pussy lil boy he get picked, Pull out my dxck she get pxssed on
All of my niggas gotta keep goin, He fuck a torta she big boned

Too much smoke? got me 2 gone, Dead opp talk thru a black phone
Me n the buzzin b movin the money, Im from the south, Im from the country
I step out foot on stussy, U.G.K feel sum like Lucki
Let it off if a nigga try to buck me, Drop dat dot n da shit get ugly
I went all red cs it murder time, He cant move he got redrumed
I dare a lil nigga to try sum, Opp lackin double cross him
Bih hatin get the balls ya, Da whip green goblin like im boston
Ain no handouts its gon cost him, Stick yo neck out they gon bite in

Drop Dat Dot (prod. sweezy tj smly)

@gangwalkk @chaarlew

(U can only get lucky so many times stop saying dat shit)
(Tthis shit not rare nigga dis shit me, this shit not rare nigga dont call me rare)

All dese fuck niggas my god damn son
Monday thru sunday these niggas gon run
Ik a white bitch dat play with dat coke
But nun of my niggas gon play w dat gun

Woah
Its smoke?

No I don't play w them guns, Nothing new under the sun
Momma believe in her son, Even thru the bs still get it done
When im up imma flood your wrist, Plot armor u cant touch me bitch
Rreal art u cant rush dis, I gotta blade n i cut cut shit
Got bad habits i cant cut, shit! 
Look, I love u but if u keep doin what u doin u never gon be shit
Damn, dats the cold hard truth, I got potluck n u got it 2
Call me sir shawty im servin u, Fuck yo nigga n dem bullets i got guns too

wouldnt the devil

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