prod me

Baby yea I’m boolin
Ask me how I’m doing 
Don’t become a nuisance 
Baby know I do it
She my only true bitch
She gon be my boo bitch
Really how I’m moving
What’s all the confusion 

Off white on me
Why she so damn clean
Blood all on the sheets 
Don’t Fuck around with me
Cash is all I need
Knocking out yo teeth 
Counting up this green 
On fire Alicia Keys 

Numb as a bitch
Dumb as a bitch
Blood on my kicks
Never gave a shit
Throwing up ya fists
Zooted than a bitch 
She gon let me hit 
Show her all my tricks

I’m feel sick

Sick

prod me
Gielas on my feet
Fuck her then I’m gone
Shawty fuck with me
Love her all I want 
Feeling like a fiend 
Pull a evil stunt
Diamonds finna gleam
Typa shit I’m on 
Baby you look neat
Let’s go have some fun 
Polo as my sleeve
Mixed with Saint Laurent 
Shawty whatchu mean
Money gets it done
She gon fuck wit V
Hit it from the front

Look at what we had
Why tf is you so mad
Rockin out all black
Shit gon give you heart attacks 
Bloody bloody cash
That shit screaming where you at 
Brodie got my back bitch
We just like Bloo & Mac

Baby whatchu need, I got weed, I got safe drugs
She gon be like me, subi jeans, now she know what’s up
Crystals finna bleed, on my sleeve, now it’s fucked up
She gon fuck on me, with my team, call her my slut

Don’t you turn yo back on me
I gave u my everything 
Spend my cash on Balmain jeans
Damn she hurt me mentally 
She gon stand there watch me bleed 
Nigga trippin off a beam
Never gonna have some peace
Gory motions what I need

Bloody Money

I see that she’s curing my disease 
Lay down on my chest until I bleed
I know what she sees 
Can’t deal with the fact that she’s gon blame ts on me
Feeling like a victim cuz this shit is haunting me

I can’t live forever she thinks fast yeah she’s too clever
Drowning in my sweater I feel pain nothings got better

(prod. me)

Cure

prod me

Lyrics

She don’t understand she want a knife inside my dome
I don’t know you nigga please don’t call me yo lil bro
Talk about me you was born in 1994 
Asking if that shit for free and nigga I’m like no
Roll a 4.5 inna wood sativa imma blow
Emo bitch she pretty thick rocking designer clothes 
I don’t fuck with all you niggas all you niggas hoes 
And I’m spitting out the truth and that’s just how it goes
Acting crazy like a fucking fiend 
B-b-bitch I’m like (what?) Wtf u mean
Remembered back in freshman year I was a fucking geek
Tryna live a normal life and now im feeling neat

vimmie

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