were out! (p. sulubangz)

“ROCK OUT” (prod. plutopoison)

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started from the bottom (Real Trapanese)

heyy , first song called “drama” hope u enjoy. Socials @kdmareeee.

Dramaa

blender (prod me)

I got caught with a switchy, but I'm still totin'
Sippin' on the Wocky, now I'm feeling motion 
Sippin' on the Wocky, and that shit got me losing focus
Sippin' on the Wocky, nigga, got me feeling like I'm floating 

NIggas caught you with a fake stick, how the fuck you still toting? 
Still posting in Vlone like it's real motion
My bitch a succubus, she hit me with a ill potion

You wake up, and then you masturbate
30k just for IG, bitch, I don't gotta hate 
Dxn Cypher, bitch, gimme my accolade
It's the first of the month, bitch, that's my racky day

And you still shop at Food for Less
I stay strapped up, I got the Ruger in my vest
FN shot a nigga up, and left him in a stretch

You don't get no pussy, you be fucking coogers 
Chiraq bitches flexing clothes that they got off boosters 
(Man, I hate when a Chicago bitch get on my ass. Like don't let me get on yo' ass, bitch)

Hol' up tho
I just poured a 8 in my cup tho' 
I'll cuff up on a ten, but eights the only ones I cuff tho
Tens and the nines, I used to cuff those
Grew up and found out you couldn't trust those
When I turn 40, I might marry one
But for now, I grab a ten just to fuck on 

Okay this song ass, this shit is really just a tester
You don't get no bitches, you get nervy, nigga just to text her
I just killed five hundred cows just for Gucci leather 
99 degress, I'm still rocking Gucci sweaters 
Send yo' shit back to the lab, 'cause Gucci never made it 
All the bitches in the town fuck with me, I'm never hated
I'm a master debator, bitch, do not debate me 
Why the fuck you fucking on these bops? Bitch, you not Dababy

In eighth grade, I was listening to Dababy 
Bitch, in eighth grade, I was making money hella shady
I still ran it up before you niggas ever could 
I just rolled a blunt, and put it in a leather wood 
Now I make more money than you niggas ever could 
If I see a nigger, I'ma shoot 'em 'cause they never good

I CONTRIBUTE TO THE BLACK ON BLACK CRIME RATE
She think I'm a trick, she tryna take me on a wine date
Lil bitch, I'm just tryna see if that lil shit is gushy 
She'll trick a nigga, put em down, and make him pay for pussy
How the fuck a straight man putting on some Stussy? 
You might as well fuck niggas 'cause that sound like bussy 
I'm with Snoop Dogg, and we rollin' up some kushy 
Pop yo' ass IRL, hide behind the bushy 
I eat coochie, but I still don't want no hair pussy

Big lip nigga, and he really look like Daffy 
You walk up into the store, and buy a Laffy Taffy 
Green top, yellow jeans, nigga walk out looking tacky
Nigga walk out like a Santa Clause's little elf
Catch a nigga, then I put his body onna shelf 
When I suffocate yo ass, do not call for help
I been tryna eat healthy, I been eating kelp

Man, this song over, why the fuck the beat long? 
I'm finna go back to my penthouse where I belong
I know this bitch pussy smelly, she got three thongs 
I don't even wanna crack, so I'ma be gone
Finna smoke the Muha, then I'ma make three songs
I been tryna end this shit for two minutes, but the beat long

Holy shit, wha' da fuck? 
Ima go ahead and I'ma pour some Wocky in my cup
Ima pull up to this telly, give her dick, and then I fuck 
You only live once, so I'm finna sip up

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