Purple Jeans (M8I)

don't need luv (feat. 800pts) (axon)

Bih BIh Bih
bossed up bossed up b-b-b 
bossed up bossed up

bossed up bossed up
big racks they got taller 
blue franks got no dollars
d d dis pants balenciaga 
yo bih holla she got slaughtered 
gave it up i took her offer
run through bucks ima big time baller
bitch im up i go through commas
she a slut but her pussy water aqua
bih i fuck her harder yeaa
2 much drugs my brain done glitched i cannot talk proper 
yea yea 
he a lick 556's tear ur block up
yea yea 
he a bitch snatch ya pole i take ya stick
arps inside da crib 
all dis drugs i cannot quit
roll the dice we taking risks
telegram hit drugs got shipped
fuk u on brand new gun phew phew 
make u gone 
i cant cum bih game wack 
make her vanish like a spell
bih so fun she raise hell 
sendin drugs inside da mail
twin on bond dont u tell

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cut ties [tainykick]

2Different Ft. 800pts

xtc np cw

(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Imma make ‘em hate me so much, they wanna take me out
Flagged his play, I caught him lackin’, then I blew him down, huh
If you really wanted war, then that’s what you really gonna get, huh
If you thought I was playin’, then with that tool imma Vet’
With that tool imma Vet’, huh, bitch i really get complex, huh
Make ‘em throw his flag up, then put that pistol to his neck, huh

Bro swear he gets bitches but out here simpin’ for a wet
Ain’t nothing wrong with that bruh, I love a Bop as much as the next man
But I’m a narcissist, I won’t miss out on the head
Heard you a skeezer on the bed, my baguettes cost a arm and leg
My arm and leg cost a ‘lotta bread, and if you touch that then you gon’ be dead
When I black out bitch I see red, took a Xanny, went to bed
Woke up with no regret, only once did I forget
You was mine but codeine can’t, save me so leave me dead—huh
I see sometimes our stories get mixed up
You stabbed my back then ran away lil bruh
True friends don’t back stab, they stab you in the front
So when you run up next time watch it bruh, huh
Imma fuck ‘em up, huh, imma stomp ‘em down, huh
Thought you was my brother, huh, but you let me down, huh
Feds come around, huh, they ask too much, it’s all your fault
Cause you took the stand, you was a rat bitch, you was a fed
And when we catch you we gon’ give you lead

Imma make ‘em hate me so much, they wanna take me out
Flagged his play, I caught him lackin’, then I blew him down, huh
If you really wanted war, then that’s what you really gonna get, huh
If you thought I was playin’, then with that tool imma Vet’
With that tool imma Vet’, huh, bitch i really get complex, huh
Make ‘em throw his flag up, then put that pistol to his neck, huh

wehaterah pt. 2 (prod. r3versme x nellobeats)

W/800pts hidden in thE shadows of lovE [whaddefukk]

@LUVTOMMYX7 ~ BLUE M30 [PROD. HOLYDXVI]

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