connect ft cashavist (histarkey)

cashavist + shoyo - staingang (prod. vol)

shoyo - deeper than u thought (prod. vol)

marcellus - bluffin prod (yk + 0fleshh)

Diffrent 1jaylon vol josh

tenkonyx

(I’m not gone say no names)
Don't look me in my face, don't look me in my eyes
Don't look at my direction, bitch, you might as well go blind
Send hollows through your section, couple bullets leave em flying
This bitch is so infatuated, how I stack this pie

She say hi and I say bye
Get new Maison, I feel fine
Size 3-0 or 29, 
Wake up then I hit the first one, don’t got time to waste no time
And I know I don't speak in cursive, you can understand me fine
Not my family, why you lying
Came with that box, but I'm no mine
And I stack racks, inside my chime
Foolproof, I don't got a prime
Two deuces and a couple lines
I ain't stupid, put it on the iron
Yeah, walking in with the nine
We gon' make sure he expire
Make his tombstone, leave some vines
She like “Winter boy, damn you fire—
—Is you like this all the time?”

I came in here to get inside her
I ain't coming here to exchange lines
Nine times out of ten, I'm perfect
And the other time, yeah, I'm fine
You was talking shit, what's your purpose
Knowing damn well your card declined
Put a hole in his head, he porpoise
Leave that fuck nigga, up flying
My exchange rate is enormous
I came in with the dimes
It's the gangway and I'm for it
Ain't no way to ever cut ties

Don't look me in my face, don't look me in my eyes
Don't look at my direction, bitch, you might as well go blind
Send hollows through your section, couple bullets leave em flying
This bitch is so infatuated, how I stack this pie

(Carter Barren)
(By rock creek park?)
(Where the fuck you get this shit)
(Where you get this shit from, man)

(They ain't never..)
(Hey)
(Some people smoking reefer have never been high)
(Mm)
I'm in Maryland right now

ronn

Break my leg, but I’m still moving
Shake my head like,
The fuck I’m doing
Shake my head like,
The fuck I’m doing

Wake up stress out a lil bit
Prada, Helmut Lang ya’ lil bitch
I get cash and stay in my mix
I ain’t worried bout your lil clique
We let this shit drop like PLINKO
I came with them dogs, dingos
We’ll send one up like a free throw
And we all got fye, it’s lethal
I’m a cool cat like bengal
Put a line through your head like bingo, 
spin a nigga way bad like a sequel, 
I don't connect, this shit not Omegle, 
and I hang with the five, like cinco
geek all you want, you ain't me, yo, I use my strength, I use my veto, you ain't my rank, you ain't my people, I smoke on strong, this shit ain't legal
I put my hand in it like street food
On the block they treat you like seafood

Tell me something, I don't know I-
I get back home and blow this dro
Cause this shit both sides, yeah
Make him an angel, send him to hell, 
This shit both sides, yeah, 
It’s this and it's that, don't know where to land at, 
Put your mind on its side, bet you couldn't plan that
Pick your side, do or die, I just don't understand it, 
This shit revolve around me, and I ain't even planet
This bitch not in the five, so I treat her like Janet, 
pick your words and speak it softly, this could do some damage 
We move on instinct, not a thought, 
We don't do the gambling
I gotta go ahead and step off, 
Don’t got time for antics

tf?

wint

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