Bonus Track - ELLIANTTE DIAMONDS
Prod. Xoos x Toonz

ELLIANTTE DIAMONDS - (Bonus)

Track 11- MEtANOIA
Prod. Quayludez x teenslug

MEtANOIA

Track 8- CROSS ±
Prod. Shamgod! x Goothereakiest

CROSS± (feat. Shaun VI)

Interlude (feat. Shaun VI)

Track 4- I H8 THE NIGHT SPIRITS
Prod. DevilShip x fight2

I H8 THE NIGHT SPIRITS (feat. SwgShawty)

Track 1- CINEMATIC ASS INTRO
Prod. teenslug x King Arthur 

CINEMATIC ASS INTRO

Halle Berry [p. Trekyo]

#Ok Coo, Pt.2 (feat. insickure & Marzskii)

4.No Favors [p.emosama]

3.Swag or Sum [p.SlayAllday]

2.Leh Go/Allen Walker feat. Young Dabo [p.faint]

1.Issa Tape [p.guapp hunnidz]

prod. @#ucandoit2




(UCanDoit2)

This my theme song
This my theme song yeah
This my theme song, this my theme song

Billie- this my theme song
Yeah- I put autotune on a cat, what u know bout that?.
Yeah and just a drop of a hat, what you know bout that?
Yeah- and im finna bring that shit back, as a matter of fact
What you even know bout money?
What you know even know bout high?
What you even know bout struggle?
What you even know bout drive?
That's yo bitch? 
Not yo bitch, what's her name bitch (ooh)
I did 70 right on the dash- and I lane switch (yuh)

I don't care bout who you are or who you came with (hey hey huh)
Talk bout streams, talk bout money, it's the same shi
Huh, yeah-
Bang! Nigga ain't got no range no
swinging my big ol' chain
custom the piece and it matches with the ring


I count money then sleep (layup!)
I saved a hoe off the deep (layup!)
He got no money, he losing money, I know your balance deepletin (layup!)
I know some niggas are junkies (layup!)
I know this bitch wanna- (l-layup!)
He got a shank, he got the drop
Bet that boy still won't touch me

♪

Theme Song (demo)

[Chorus:]
Yo 
Aye remember that?
Im having so much fun (aye)
Like a white kid wit a gun 
Im finna talk my shi (ah)
Talk it back u done (huh blatt)
Sheltered here with my kin
Milton ain't touchin nun (*gunshot*)

Aah-
Who tryna get schooled today, like damn shorty
Come get up all in my business 
Im having fun today like damn shorty, even though young milton trippin
Im on mission 
finna mix this shi with crack and put a metronome on this bitch

Im in the dark wearing a tec
My brother booted off of some x 
My brother booted off some x
This weather shit makin me upset
Im really having fun with this shit
Im really having fun with this shit
Im really having fun straight laughing cuz all these garbage 
exist-
 
Like damn
Lame nigga like what is the plan
Pillow talking with these hoes on snapchat getcho nose snapped make the whole screen cramped  Making my top 5 hits right now, while you still wanna act like a fan 
It's probably been  2 years now, just let sex go home man 
Im tryna have fun again 

[Chorus:]
Im having so much fun (aye)
Like a white kid wit a gun 
Im finna talk my shi (ah)
Talk it back u done (huh blatt)
Sheltered here with my kin
Milton ain't touchin nun
This shi is for life
This shi for 4l

[Verse 2:]
Hold on, wait.... for real?
Yeah yeah, I got some love for this music shi for real
Yeah yeah, you better steer away from all this spill (oh its schpillin)
I can really see this joint really reach a mill (reach a milly)
My pockets straight 100s n 50s
Rockin all this pink like Nicki 
I been raging in my room breaking shi I feel trippie
This little sun of a gun 
He having too much fun
Talk that shi you done
Talk that shi you gone

[Chorus:]
Im having so much fun (aye)
Like a white kid wit a gun 
Im finna talk my shi (ah)
Talk it back u done (huh blatt)
Sheltered here with my kin
Milton ain't touchin nun
Im having so much funnnn
Im having so much fun

So Much Fun

So Much Fun [p. bandeja]

Yes (OTG) [prod. nameless x rioleyva x thankyouwill]

u suck! (feat. Trekyo)

Pink Panther

#OMEN throwaway 


I can't lie yeah, I can't like yeah
I can't lie, I can't lie to you

You said "That I ain't in love with you"
You said "That I didn't even really care"
You said "Our love is dead"
Honestly, I think I might just really care

Honestly, I can't lie this shit really hurts
Honestly, I can not lie this junk pains me
This how I feel, when I lose feeling in my feet
Eh, It's like I don't got LV on my shoes

Aye, rain washing sorrow off my shoes
Pain really washes off my shoes
Irony all up on my shoe
Pain, tears, washing off my boot

Girl what'd I say?
Matter fact, run it back, I've been in the stu'
Baby hold up, slow yo roll up, please just to me
You been losing me but I ain't losing you
Fine you want some space (space) baby that is cool
Now you mad bout some streaks, got no time for you
Fine I'll let win cause like I been on my own damn thing
I guess I'm on my own damn thing

Fuck a vow nigga fuck a wedding-
Are we done, are we done?
Are we done, are we done?
Are we done, are we done?

You said "That I ain't in love with you"
You said "That I didn't even really care"
You said "Our love is dead"
Honestly, I think I might just really care

Honestly, I can't lie this shit really hurts
Honestly, I can not lie this junk pains me
This how I feel, when I lose feeling in my feet
Eh, It's like I don't got LV on my shoes

Aye, rain washing sorrow off my shoes
Pain really washes off my shoes
Irony all up on my shoe
Pain, tears, washing off my boot



I Can't Lie [p. logantoocold]

Other Shit [p. Kaizzr]

Wazzup [p. kly + m21ercy]

prod. @ilykly

Lyrics -

[Intro:]
Get money, yeah yeah, get money
Get money, yeah yeah, ooh get money

[Verse 1:]
I was a fool when I was still in school, I was down bad on some shit
Fuckin around, still ain't get no play but I still went n bagged yo bitch
I needed money, I needed so much money, I was finna let cougar hit
I was skipping class, I ain't give a fuck I was at my crib

I was skipping class, geekin tf up, was broke as shit
I was skipping class, chillin at the bridge, it smelt like pit
I was skipping class, even when I was hungry just ask pip
I don't even know nigga *heh* I was broke as hell
Nigga could you tell?
Choppa would beat yo ass 5 times like Pharrell 
Yall had gaming PC's? I was stuck on dell
Fucked around and wife'd a dyke bitch on the telle
Nigga can you tell me?

[Verse 2:]
I came in the stu' to get some money
Yuh, bad jawn, and she super thick it's giving dummy
Old ass niggas tryna hop the wave, they are mummies
And that's a fact
Oh yeah that's your shawty. tell her throw it back
Thotty made me proud, give her ass a pat
I sit back n roll up
We get money, oh yeah
Oh yeah

[Chorus:]
Get money, get money (yeah, get money)
Get money, get money 
Get money, get money (yeah, get money) (Get that motherfuckin' money)
Get money, get money
Get money, get money (Oh get money)
Get money, get money (Oh get money)
Get money, get money (Oh get money)
Get money

Skipping Class [prod. kly]

[prod. anthonyramx]

Lyrics:

Bluddy Murda (like- fuck you nigga)


And im like wait hollon, cut the switch, Bluddy Murda
Damn im way too late, now my niggas goneee
I thought it was safe til I seen this shit
This shit so much bigger
So much bigger than I thought inish
And my crew done split, they done split so this all on me 

Got this pole on me
Finna search the scene
First I needa spark up smokin evergreen 
Then I gotta spark up smokin evergreen 

Man u got me fucked up (ooh)
They got hella notes up
Even drew a close-up
"I see blood everywhere, all my friends are dead yuh"
"Whoever sees this please beware, this nigga got ghost" (fuck)
"We the one they chose yuh, and bitch this not no scheme"
"Take a look up at the mirrior say this 3 times don't you scream"
"I see bluddy murda" 
"I see bluddy murda"
"I see bluddy murda" 
Don't u say it again 

Shi- bluddy Murda
Damn im way too late, now my niggas goneee
I thought it was safe til I seen this shit
This shit so much bigger
So much bigger now this all on me

Bluddy Murda (OG)

(prod. KiddxQuiet)

Lyrics: 

Scars gon tat up my neck, scars gon tat up my sleeve
Scars gon tat up my neck, scars gon tat up my sleeve
Yeah, scars gon tat up my neck, scars gon tat up my sleeve
Life tryna see my guts, life tryna see me bleed
Life tryna see my guts, life tryna see me bleed
Life tryna see my guts, life tryna see me bleed
They don't wanna see me up, they don't wanna see me breathe

Yeah yeah hollup, dont mean to burst your bubble
Im in this bitch with a tool in my hand and im treating this bitch like a shovel (yeah)
Downing the pain with bacardi I almost thought I was missing a double
I don't even stop at the red light, that's how im feeling in real life

Scars gon tat up my neck, scars gon tat up my

The OST

[p. 5wlargo x dvdraxed]

Lyrics: 

Ain't gonna lie im fried- ain't gonna lie im fried yeah
I ain't gonna lie- Ain't gonna lie im fried yeah
I feel so alright, I feel so alright
I will admit im fried- I will admit im fried

Pack watch- looking for a clone of Aaron Jeeter
Pack watch- me and my niggas walkin around with that sweeper 
Pack watch- type of nigga you'd see on Skeeter Jean

And I know she bad for me, but that's not too bad for me
God damn that nigga a feen, god damn that nigga my brother
I know you see the Coco Shea on my skin I talk like butter
You ain't boolin shorty, cut that off fore' I call your mother
Check- check- check- ch-ch-che- check the scoreboard 
Most niggas talking hella shit but they get ignored
Dumb b- sucking hella d- but she not a whore?
I can't feel my hands, am I gonna die?
I am on the moon, bitch im in the sky
Bitch im super fried, can you see my eyes
What was in that gas- PSD my ass
Someone take me inside (stupid) bitch im super fried (stupid)
What the fuck?

Ain't gonna lie im fried- ain't gonna lie im fried yeah
I ain't gonna lie- Ain't gonna lie im fried yeah
I feel so alright, I feel so alright
I will admit im fried- I will admit im fried

Pack watch- looking for a clone of Aaron Jeeter
Pack watch- me and my niggas walkin around with that sweeper 
Pack watch- type of nigga you'd see on Skeeter Jean


Issa Smackhead

(prod. pi'erre bourne)
Lyrics:
Yeah ain't talm bout "Rick Flair Drip"
Out at night with Migos shawty, take lil boy on a trip
Leave me alone if you talm bout money
Leave me alone yeah you ain't talm bout money

Can you see me?
Can you see me? (yeah)
Can you see me? Working over here 
Can you see me?
Can you see me (yeah-yeah)
Can you see me? Working over here

Do you see me counting up this cash?
Whole lot of cash in this bitch, whole lotta motherfuckin' cash in here yeah
Guess what she did for that shit, guess what she did for the bags and hair
She sucked on the motherfuckin' dick, she sucking the dick while I grab her hair

I think this bitch real schitzo (yeah)
Her ass is as fat as a pillow (yeah)
Her ass is as soft as a pillow (what?)
It look like a armadillo- ahh 
It looks like uh- big ass bags of motherfuckin' bag of truffles, and a lil side of lettuce
Im known for beating it up and getting that cash play with that pussy like tennis (POP)

It's like the World Cup (POP), im in half time (POP)
But im a ranger shawty (POP), I don't got that time (ski)
I don't got no friends
I don't got no problems 
if a nigga got a problem then come fucking solve it


Can you see me?
Can you see me? (yeah)
Can you see me? Working over here 
Can you see me?
Can you see me (yeah-yeah)
Can you see me? Working over here
 
Yeah ain't talm bout "Rick Flair Drip"
Out at night with Migos shawty, take lil boy on a trip
Leave me alone if you talm bout money
Leave me alone yeah you ain't talm bout money

Can you C me‽

Lyrics:

(I don't give a fuck)

Im collecting all my fucking breadcrumbs (uh-huh)
Shitting on these niggas low-key mad fun
I got all this green some like samsung
Pussy nigga talking we can put him in a tombstone 
Or better- make a nigga drown in that cheddar
Low-key that's fuckin better
Low-key im saucy as hell, im finna shoot me a netter

You gonna pick up the crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick my crumbs up
Thumbs up, ooh yeah, thumbs up

Yeah, niggas be doing gymnastics (what!?)
Im finna pour me a four, im feeling lil weird, im Mr. Fantastic 
Please- don't ever post again, yall niggas so ass, the shit is so tragic
Uh - huh niggas ain't lasting uh these niggas ain't lasting (uh - huh)

Yeah, I think yall niggas should scissor (ew)
My catalog saucy, I swear on my mama, I low-key can fill up a pitcher (ew)
Yo bitch ain't text you in "so or so hours" you low-key should go get a hitter 
Yeah where yo bitch at? Go head' get yo bitch

Get yo bitch ah- go head' get yo bitch
Where yo bitch at? Go head' get that bitch
Where yo bitch at? You can go and get these crumbs
With yo bitch ass, go head get these crumbs 


Im collecting all my fucking breadcrumbs (uh-huh)
Shitting on these niggas low-key mad fun
I got all this green some like samsung
Pussy nigga talking we can put him in a tombstone 
Or better- make a nigga drown in that cheddar
Low-key that's fuckin better
Low-key im saucy as hell, im finna shoot me a netter

You gonna pick up the crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs
You gonna pick up my crumbs

Breadcrumbz

La Musica Bella (p. zynzz_z)

Alt Intro

DOURWORST

OTG

prod. Kaizzr & 1bxntley

lyrics:
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err (Huh- Yeah)

err
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Do you know where you at?
Do you know where you at?
Im so fucking shiesty -er
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty yeah
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty- hollon

Do you know where you at?
Do you know where you at?
Im so fucking shiesty 
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty yeah
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty- hollon

Fell in love with the cake
I fell in love with the drake 
I fell in love with th- uh, woah
I fell in love with the- huh uhh

Y'all better up and leave cause yall niggas ain't safe
We got sticks like them controllers bitch but we ain't here to play
We poppin up, we going dumb
We like them marching bands at school, yeah we carry drums
I been feelin high all fuckin day, my brain goin numb
Niggas tryna catchu up- too late, you lil fuckin bum
Im droppin back to back- oh shit, you ain't really talm bout shit uh-huh 
You a lil fuckin' lick huh

Bitch come suck my dick
Bitch come suck my dick
Bitch come suck my dick
Bitch come suck my dick
Bitch come suck my dick (Uh-Huh)

Do you know where you at?
Do you know where you at?
Im so fucking shiesty -er
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty yeah
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty- hollon

Do you know where you at?
Do you know where you at?
Im so fucking shiesty 
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty yeah
Im so fucking shiesty
Im so fucking shiesty- hollon

ISS [p. Kaizzr + 1bxntley]

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