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$tudio Recorded in ATL

GRIMM!

Prod. Q x Va$o x Jayxl x Gunboii

Lyrics:
Fuck
Heart Broke 
Fuck it bitch you know my heart cold (Yeah!)
I was in the trap we servin out fiens lil bitch it's dope yeah
Trippin' im sippin' black got codeine in my coke yeah
Trippin im on that shit
7 mile nigga, I like to ghost shit
She like, "where the fuck you went?"
Bitch I spazzed out 
bitch I'm heartless 
what do you know bout that ill crashout
I will park shit, permanently Lets fuckin go!

If he got it like that he would, Yeah
If he can't take you to ruth's chris then I could (YEAH!)
If he cant buy you a birkin then I should (yea) 
Im ready to slut a nigga bitch out and give her this wood (Yea)
I'm the type to give the hoe back and have the lil bitch comparing
Talkin' bout you ain't got no motion where the fuck is yo karats
Im the type to crash out if ion receive my merits
Like when the fuck you gone learn that lesson 
Heartless hoes ain't caring

Hypergamy Interlude!

Prod. P90

lyrics:
(Whew)
uh yeah
uh uh uh uh yuh
(whew whoo) yeaaa yuh
 
We go insane uh yea
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch imma stay wit the aim (Yeaa)
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch imma stay wit the gang (Frrrr, Fye!)
Bad bitch all on my d*ck and she talkin that dirt (Talk, dirt, talk)
Bad bitch all on my d*ck and she goin insane uh (FAXX)
Crashout bang on my chest like a mf ape
I can tell most of you niggas is already fake
I can tell most of you niggas ain't gettin no cake
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch okay get out my way

Might as well cheat on my bitch i only loyal to my k
you could get hit wit that stick bitch I feel like my name undertake
Opp's bitch wanna ride on my d*ck, i told her go head right away (swea)
you better get it in blood if dat shit got you feeling some way (BLOOD!)
You gotta get it in blood just to show me that you is not fake (BITCH!)
i wanna new opp, wanna new opp lets play (On God)
I aint really bout that bullshit bitch I like to spray (Frrr, Fa!)
Wit a lil switch on mine lil bitch

We go insane uh yea
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch imma stay wit the aim (Yeaa)
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch imma stay wit the gang (Frrrr, Fye!)
Bad bitch all on my d*ck and she talkin that dirt (Talk, dirt, talk)
Bad bitch all on my d*ck and she goin insane uh (FAXX)
Crashout bang on my chest like a mf ape
I can tell most of you niggas is already fake
I can tell most of you niggas ain't gettin no cake
Fuck is you talkin lil bitch okay get out my way

In$ane!

Prod. Va$o x Keegan

Lyrics:
I see you rollin in this bih light dat shi

uh uh uh uh
we finna smoke (Wheww)
we finna smoke (YEAH!)
Fuck is you talkin about that the reason a young nigga cold 
Diamonds they got me anemic lil bitch Imma get it my neck been on froze (YEAAAA)
Fuck what you young niggas talkin i just got a bag lil bitch yea im on yuh
im steady getting these racks thats the reason these bitches wont leave me alone yuh
She stuck to me like a leach uh 
she wanna be my lil piece uh 
but she ain't givin me peace
get the fuck out hit the streets uh 
i already know you a freak bitch
Grimm really dont play that
Ion give a fuck ill slay that
I remember the days i was laid back 
now im really up off of that rage pack
if i fuck with you keep it discreet
if she bad then she finna get beat
I can't cuff the bitch yea she a treesh
I won't lie to you dont lie to me (YEAAA)
Whats yo intentions bitch
I know mine and they clear, I'm tryna hit sum shit yuh yuh yuh!
we finna smoke (Wheww)
we finna smoke (YEAH!)
Fuck is you talkin about that the reason a young nigga cold 
Diamonds they got me anemic lil bitch Imma get it my neck been on froze (YEAAAA)
Fuck what you young niggas talkin i just got a bag lil bitch yea im on yuh (uh uh uh)

$moke!

Prod. Va$o

Lyrics:
uh yuh 
uh yuh YEAH!
High Asf, High Asf uh yea
Gotta numb the pain yea 
Uh yea this shit aint the same 
Off one shrooms got me dazed
Bad trip felt it on the way
Paranoid, signed up (Signed)
Big bag uh yea, I'm up (Im)
Bad bitch on me that my luck
Sacrifice the room, just to fly up
Off white the room
Never mind her
Shawty all on me yuh
Had to slide her
Try to play with me yuh
Ill remind yuh
Tried to change the hoe, yuh lost my mind yuh

Keep in mind yuh (mind)
That im trippin what im on
To many glocks and shit 
Tweakin out on my soul
Heatin up off the liqour 
45 got me cold 
Fourty five got you stitches
Fuck it im with my bros
The niggas I'm with got switches uh
Pull up in here with a all black tint lil bitch, we some villains uh
Opps bitch wanted to fuck on me i had to grant her wishes uh
im so ready to sacrifice you niggas feel like Griffith

uh yuh 
uh yuh YEAH!
High Asf, High Asf uh yea
Gotta numb the pain yea 
Uh yea this shit aint the same 
Off one shrooms got me dazed
Bad trip felt it on the way
Paranoid, signed up (Signed)
Big bag uh yea, I'm up (Im)
Bad bitch on me that my luck
Sacrifice the room, just to fly up
Off white the room
Never mind her
Shawty all on me yuh
Had to slide her
Try to play with me yuh
Ill remind yuh
Tried to change the hoe, yuh lost my mind yuh

Ber$erk!

Prod. Va$o

Lyrics:
Shhhh shhhh

Talkin all that shhhh
Talkin all dat shit might get hit (HIT)
I don’t give a fuck about your bitch
You keep talking tuff, but she wanna be on the dick
Better get your hoe. You know what it is. I was talking shit ever since I was a jit nigga (jit) 
what the fuck you talking about 
what the fuck you know about this nigga 
Ain’t no need the cap up in my rap I might as well spit nigga

EJ Suave:
Man, what he say (what) he don’t even know 
last time I seen that boy he was in the store buying all them fake jabos (cap)
What fuck is this? My plan is to get rich nigga like our money Mitch  
Stack this shit up Hella quick yea
All yall niggas yall be acting
I ain’t doing that 
need to go to chiropractor 
I damn near broke my back carrying all of these rappers while running on the track.
Yeah, I had to show em
Got the touch Midas
Yeah i had to hit em 
Yea you know what i did

Va$o:
Pull up with the 45
Caught em lackin let it fye bitch
Yo lil bitch outside
She wanna lay, she wanna lie bitch
She wanna fuck on me cuz I am cooler lil bitch yea this money on me, you a loser 
They should’ve told you 
most of em choosing
she wasn’t yours from the start better lose her
They don’t understand how to maneuver 
I attract money. I don’t pursue it. 
For that reason, I’m getting this paper, she wanna fuck on me, but I’m really coolin (Cool off dat)

Talkin all that shhhh
Talkin all dat shit might get hit (HIT)
I don’t give a fuck about your bitch
You keep talking tuff, but she wanna be on the dick
Better get your hoe. You know what it is. I was talking shit ever since I was a jit nigga (jit) 
what the fuck you talking about 
what the fuck you know about this nigga 
Ain’t no need the cap up in my rap I might as well spit nigga

$hhhh!

Prod. Cadence

Lyrics:
Had to stay in my zone ill crash yea
she wont leave me alone and she bad yeah
I was MIA for the Cash yeahh
Niggas talkin tuff get whacked yea
Had to stay in my zone ill crash yea
she wont leave me alone and she bad yeah
I was MIA for the Cash yeahh
Niggas talkin tuff get whacked yea

Had to stay in my zone you can crashout if you like that yeah
demons they on yo back why aint you fight back yeah
niggas aint got no morals it get real sad yeah
i get real bad 
niggas i got real cash 
hella doe
money be on me yea
i got hella flows
talkin shit yea you already know
what comes with that it's chops and bangs 
my niggas keep them poles
on the highway sccrting hella fast you know im on go
while this bad bitch sitting on my right she givin me some dome
i was swerving hella fast yuh
had to stay in my zone or ill crash yea
cuz the only thing on my is all these racks

Had to stay in my zone ill crash yea
she wont leave me alone and she bad yeah
I was MIA for the Cash yeahh
Niggas talkin tuff get whacked yea
Had to stay in my zone ill crash yea
she wont leave me alone and she bad yeah
I was MIA for the Cash yeahh
Niggas talkin tuff get whacked yea

Zone!

Ig: @vasopullup                  ₲ཞıɱɱ ☣︎

GRIMM!

Va$o ⟢