/prod me

Bloody Runtz (prod 16teen)

Thanks

Movie

Glokk40Spaz x OsamaSon - Movie prod Al Chapo and Legion

LOVE LASTS FOREVER

SYRUP SIPPIN

Feel Like Uzi prod Maxflames Ssor.t

g6 up her butt

S3LFTITLED

SMOKINGLOUD

SMOKINGLOUD /prod me

DISWAY

DISWAY /prod me

Lyrics:

Bitch I’m gettin’ bands to the ceilin’
Bands in my pants, yuh, fuck up out yo feelin’s
I don’t give a damn, fuckin’ up my image
Yeah I am who I am so you goin’ have to sit for this

I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit

I’m on so much sick shit, it might make you nauseous
And my homie got a blick blick, he been super cautious
This ain’t fiction, I don’t talk shit
This ain’t fiction, I don’t talk shit

Doin’ dirty, we goin mop em
Mop em, walk him down
Leave his ass lost and found
Leave his ass lost and found

Bitch I’m gettin’ bands to the ceilin’
Bands in my pants, yuh, fuck up out yo feelin’s
I don’t give a damn, fuckin’ up my image
Yeah I am who I am so you goin’ have to sit for this

I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit

I’m outside your crib in a brand new whip
I’m outside your crib in a brand new whip
I ain’t talkin’ Lays man, I get chips
I ain’t talkin’ Lays man, I get chips

Smoke it by the ounce, smoke it by the zip
I might need two accounts, I got so much shit
I’m on top of the mountain, I’m on top of shit
Drip down like fountains, I’m on messy shit

Bitch I’m gettin’ bands to the ceilin’
Bands in my pants, yuh, fuck up out yo feelin’s
I don’t give a damn, fuckin’ up my image
Yeah I am who I am so you goin’ have to sit for this

I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit
I’m on different shit, I’m on different shit

diff shi /prod me

Instrumental /prod me

LIGHT IT UUUPPP!!! /prod me

Lifetime

For a Min ft Lucy Bedroque prod Misogi Ginseng

Lyrics:

Don’t get hit, don’t get hit
In that mix, don’t get hit
Don’t get hit, don’t get hit
In that mix, don’t get hit, don’t get hit

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah

I know I got money, bitch I flex up
This bitch wanna talk ‘bout racks until I flex up
Got so much money, I could bless someone
Pull up on my plug, I’ma bless him

I just need some bud and fix my tension
I’ve been feelin’ stress in my head, 
Life’s goin’ too fast, I just need to get a fuckin’ chance, 
I wanna do bad, this lil’ hoe, she finna give me neck
(This lil’ hoe, she finna give me neck)

Gang

You wan’ fuck around wit’ me than we can fight about it
I don’t give a fuck about your bitch or who you hang wit’
Know some people wit’ some blicks and they get dangerous
Yeah, all my enemies can suck a dick

I’m the type to fuck your bitch,
You the type that if I see you, I might hit a lick

all my enemies can suck a dick

I’m the type to fuck your bitch,
You the type that if I see you, I might hit a lick

I’ma paint the picture, feel like Van Gogh
Take your fuckin’ money and those fake clothes
I don’t give a fuck, I paint the city red
I don’t give a fuck, I paint the city red

Yeah, I don’t give a fuck about the feds
They tryna lock my homie up for a falsified offense 
Yeah, thought that I was trippin’ when I heard that on my phone, that's my brother 

Talkin’ shit, we got cutters
We got blicks, bullets for supper
If you in that mix, best get cover

Don’t get hit, don’t get hit
In that mix, don’t get hit
Don’t get hit, don’t get hit
In that mix, don’t get hit, don’t get hit

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah
You so bummy

I get money, yeah

I know I got money, bitch I flex up
This bitch wanna talk ‘bout racks until I flex up
Got so much money, I could bless someone
Pull up on my plug, I’ma bless him

I just need some bud and fix my tension
I’ve been feelin’ stress in my head, 
Life’s goin’ too fast, I just need to get a fuckin’ chance, 
I wanna do bad, this lil’ hoe, she finna give me neck
(This lil’ hoe, she finna give me neck)

diff shi /prod me

W3BSTER

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