2 myself (stoopidxool)

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still high (sk xxay)

longrun

scene (self prod)

if i want (i41 6astard)

noticing (voltage)

fade? (self prod)

aint like me (geeky)

dont try (i41)

ysl (sketti)

low v2 (22nate strafola)

toxic (villain)

killing me softly (i41 6astard)

nothing else (i41 octo)

to myself (i41 6astard)

u gotta leave me alone

i don't wanna talk about her

too much shit going on

i don't wanna talk about it

you gotta leave my memory yeah

i keep thinking yeah

i been in that bottle yeah

this shit come with costs yeah

i'm watching my thoughts yeah

i'm out my mind

i gotta slow down

i keep getting high

you wanna do that now

you ain't my type

i could get ten more

why i feel fucked up

problems of my own

i don't wanna talk now

i been in my zone

memory (p. villain)

main (p. gnealz)

think my trust broken

think this shit is over 

i can't fall no more

bitch you aint the only one 

none of you really know me

im keepin it so lowkey yea

wanna smoke? bitch are u rollin yea

i know they aint even rollin yea

push up on me lets smoke yea

i cracked the bitch i'm gettin it in

roll up then ghost she aint no ten

no little boy i aint your twin

we slidin down on your block again

she cryin she acting like a kid

smoke it til its gone

ima fye it up

please don't try me bruh

put you in my lungs

my girl is the one

she gon' roll my blunt

fuck this money up

might go run it up

get up in your bag

think i made em' mad

cause all these damn racks

switchin' up the swag

don't call me won't hit back

push up

take my swag ion need it

take that bitch i dont need her

slimed him out for no reason

take his bag and ran off

take your shit i keep it yea

racks off my cellphone

i been gettin greedy yea

in the lab with 3 phones 

hit a play im eatin yea

in the car with 4 o's

juugin i could teach you yea

them boys don't want no smoke

mr. juug in peace yea

im in alyx rn

i smell like dior yea

lil boy check the score yea

trappin on the porch yea

my brudda a marksman

he'll clean the whole block

arp gon dump yea

got kicked outta school

cause i was the plug there

i'll cut ur cord boy

i prolly know ur plug yea

cellphone (villain xrazycoolin)

i smell like YSL

bitch wanna pay my bail

smokin that za that kale

im gettin rich as hell

you gotta get up yea

i dont got time for that

i knew the bitch come back

im tryna count my racks

im tryna count these racks up

i let them bitches stack up

my money white as hell

try me boy gettin packed up

ten racks in my lap yuh

i cleaned out the account huh

this some real scam rap yea

i really take his last

i'll really take your bitch home

she let the whole gang crack

boy what you bout

all these boys gettin lapped

run this shit like track huhh

fifteen servin the pack yeaa

don't even touch my racks huhh

you gotta get out the way

servin the whole thing

i'm really blessin the j's yea

i see the hate in they face yea

lil bro wanna meet the k yea

lil bro pour me the drank yea

high like empire state yea

fuck my fans like drake yea

fuck my bitch you cant yea

kale (p. sk & delta)

tell me sum idk

i could have them steppas at ur house

tell me sum you know

fuckin with the gang is not allowed

i dont even post

i jus been recording off the loud

they dont even know

how much shit i ran thru running miles

im jus smokin dope

i just flipped the qp get a pound

run thru these racks aint gotta try baby

i jus smoke for nun ian even gettin high lately

we jus smacked the play we aint gettin dry lately

ur hoe call me daddy i turnt her to my baby

u hit up my girl online but u can't take it

bad hoes don't play ur music boy u cant fake it

round the ones u lookin up to yea i cant fake it

split the racks up with the team oh yea we all made it

i ball like im on the lakers boy i aint playin

give em some pounds i get em knocked right off i aint playin

i get bitches u look at online im jus sayin

you aint even gotta fw me lil bro im jus sayin

they my sons i'm givin belt to ass whoopin on em

i was locked in sleepin in the studio

bouta lock in for money yea i want some more

spent a lot yea im trickin on myself

i cant give her nun

nun for a hoe

ill really hit sum you don't even swing the pole

im really active don't even call my phone

stop all the actin you ain't even poppin out

bring back the act yea im mixin up the wock

bro called a bitch here he made the bitch walk

only way we callin up them bitches to get off

i watch everyone yea ion even like to talk

kodak flow (villain wizvrd)

keep her from her man

gatekeepin the bands

don't ask me to hold nun 

i can't give you nun

sliding in that roadster

racks under the bed

racks under the sofa

i couldn't give a damn

we could get ya rolled up

smoke him like a strain

and bitch u dont know us

actin like a fan

keep your hoe you dont got nun to lose

don't get too comfortable

cause i'll really cut ya loose

boy i can't even fw you

it ain't nun to turn em loose

run from 12 im duckin 

my spot hot had to move

my trap hot phone goin

i cash out every morning

she cute but so annoying

they hop out get to blowin

hop out get to dumpin

bitch i had to run it

michael jackson beat it

beat the pot need money

flood my wrist i need it

boy my money trippin

cash out in a instant

tryn get that dough and flip it

i could buy like all your bitches

i could take you out the game 

i'm knowin that they won't even miss you

i could buy a wedding ring

buy myself a ring worth triple

i don't gotta be that way

i know she ain't being honest

i'm just fillin up my pockets

i don't even want no problems

gon' see heaven gates send em up to meet the father

my bro keep a drac OVO thats what i call it

just admit it all that spammin and textin and callin

boy i took ur bag (juug)

roadster (villain echo)

you hit my phone get blocked back

i told baby dont talk back

always been in the all black

now they all tryna rock that

fake lil stones where ur rocks at

i kicked the cup gotta watch that

im so selfish

none of these drugs can help this

she so messy yea

i been flexin yea

take all my old hoes

i aint stressin yea

you can have the hoe 

want my exes yea

i might kick that door

off the hinges yea 

i know she miss me yea

i made her pucker up

i made her kiss it yea

said he wanna cop a bag

i might just rinse em yea

where the fuck your racks

boy stop bitchin yeaa

i might fuck my racks

im tryn hit it yea

lil boy take my swag

i aint trippin yeaa

talk back (villain inuya)

run my money up longer

bitch she a goat yea

she made her throat taller

i dont do no coke yea

im a real baller

u dont smoke like this

im high like a martian

yea you on light shit

yea i dont like ricks

yea ion even like the bitch

yea you can have her

yea already had the bitch 

yea already had the fit

already had ur drip

u come last bruh

u get taxed yeaa

run my racks yuuh

juuged him for the feat

he so ass yea

he so counterfeit

like his racks yeaa

boy those prop bills you aint showin no real money

i wake up get real hunnids

im outside im bag runnin

way i went up i pissed on em

yellow drank i pissed on em

lil bro you gotta stop the cap

he aint got like he say he got it

i juuged then gave it to my mama

racks im bouta cash em out

i send em out he a lil store runner

max out the lil card i dump it

swipe for the whole fit like fuk it

bitch i ball ion shoot no buckets

need a money counter

i aint signin no fuckin deal

i'll make ur check bounce yea

QB way they runnin to the trap i got them pounds yea

boy don't hit my phone unless u tryna cop some loud yea

this bitch said she love the way i do it like my style yea

why you wife the hoe you already knew she had some miles yea

racks hit my account i had to crack a smile yeaa

taller (villain)

i cant get no sleep

i cant get no peace

he cant get no breesh

he gotta get like me

get racks in my dreams

count up when i sleep

that bitch wanna be on the team

pass her off thats free

if its up to me

my whole gang gon have a yacht

carry the whole team

u aint puttin ur bruddas on

if its up to me

ill make sure that we all get on

yea this shit so free

i hit a juug his pockets gone

boy i was so broke

i had to juug thats what im on

he dress like he poor

he aint even got no shit to rob

send him to the store

come to the trap thats what u on

bro hit a parlay now he on

we really like them tags yea

spreadin them racks out fuck the cost

my head too big ion wanna brag yea

doin too much you like the cops

so ion got shit to say yea

team (f8)

this bitch cost a ticket

i dont talk dont needa

i dont trip i spend it

boy u gotta listen

boy u gotta listen up

u gotta stop bitchin

stop with all that cryin boy

i cant pay attention

but im always watchin ya

u should keep it simple

hunnids in my denims

stuffin these amiri jeans til them bitches fill

i could bless ur life i take my cup and let it spill

i talk to the money holdin them racks up to my ear

i talk to god about the cup yea thats fr

im with hunnid bags hunnid sticks in them hills

im with ur lil hoe give it out give it here

ion barely touch her want the neck thats fr

i jus smoke my dope roll it up keep it trill

ion barely touch her want the neck thats fr

ticket (p. i41 allslo4u)

sk:

i could buy this whole store out right now ughh

flashy and im loud

i aint for the crowd yea

i dont want them around

i dont want them round here

you cant come around here

i was servin pounds yea

trappin out the house yea

damn near give it out yea

get this shit for so cheap

why would i fw ya

cause i know ya going

dont think bout my old hoes

cause i know they hoeing

why would i play with ya

yea she thought she broke me

i call u my friend now

u might try and smoke me

i keep this shit lowkey

i dont even post me

swane: 

i get to that bag and i wont stop until they clone me

bitch im smokin top strand not no skittles og

we been up for hours aint no sleep we put that work in

i got groupies tryna hit me actin like they know me

fuck all the attention i jus wanna get my bag up

heard he talkin shit on ig live we hop out bag em

hit me for a feature n a promo but he straight ass

i aint even mix the verse n i aint even tag em

why would i ft. swane (i41)

keep it to myself

i dont want no one else yea

i dont care how they felt yea

im smokin real exotic yea

it gotta crazy smell yea

i get the racks and pop em yea 

shit that im on just gave me wings

butterfly doors and cream on the seats

im on my own im doin my thing

how did he think he fuckn w me?

swipin on grailed that shit was a breeze

im in her bank she gave it to me

i coulda cleared that whole shit out

i gotta plan if shit go south

if it come to it im back to the pounds

but really

i could just sit on the couch

i can make money when sittin around

u cant do nun u a broke u a clown

i aint rly with the handing shit out

blew threw ur rent then again threw it out

u gotta get an original sound

i love when they copy my dick in they mouth

u gotta show me what timing u bout

fuckin these racks got a lot on my plate

i dont like randoms its only the gang

that lil boy know that we cant be the same

i piss him off i do shit that he cant

dont piss me off we gon hit u w dracs

yea

 i got like 5 phones

i keep lookin on my phone for the plays

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