hyperpop+hyperplugg+diary+pluggnb+hyperjerk

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got these mfs watching me 
you is not my bro. please dont fuckin talk to me
keep a fuckin pole keep a fuckin glock on me
everything you do, yea you got it all from me

kick it wit my bros yea they all wit me
everything i do, yea i know that you gon follow me
yea that bitch all on me
dont need no apalogy
see ur money takin all of it
smokin packs i love it
smokin gas i love it
take this perc im falling
take it to the heart 
(hope you take it to the heart)
yea they want you gone
take a bullet to the jaw

finna find him outside n drop him off
finna hop in this whip, push the start n drive it off
yea, im the shit. already know im taking off
bullets they go "bee". see you lurking u get shot
i got 10k on my jeans. dont care bout the cost
yea this weapon got a beam. guess you at a loss
yea you tryna scheme. dont know what you thought
got Margiela on my feet. looking like a boss. 

(x2)
got these mfs watching me 
you is not my bro. please dont fuckin talk to me
keep a fuckin pole keep a fuckin glock on me
everything you do, yea you got it all from me

kick it wit my bros yea they all wit me
everything i do, yea i know that you gon follow me
yea that bitch all on me
dont need no apalogy
see ur money takin all of it
smokin packs I love it
smokin  gas I love it

all from me (tdf)

@vlorich
@jxyy2k

ok dis ho* so dam freaky man she wanna fuh da gang
shoes dem ho*s say Prada  
but the shirt say helmut Lang.
yuh
ni*a do not shake my hand lil boy ion kno yo name
and dis ho* wan me 2 quit the wok 
lil ho* yo ahh insane. 
yuh yuh, had 2 tell fat ho im in luv w da drank. 
Yuh . Turn tht lil shi down, boy we kno tht shi don’t crank.
yuh. Walk up innat bank Yk the teller kno my name 
pretty h*e say tht I’m different but ik my a* da same.
huh yuh had 2 cut tht bih she do the most 
huh huh drop dem racks up on my fit yea j to boast
huh huh , walk up innat bih w jxyy let’s have a toast
huh huh, f*kin onnat nihh bih and he ain kno. Omg
bih we got dem sticks on deck j like we playin cod
this ho wanna cuff me but we j f*kin.  do yo job
y tht nihh flex like that stick on snap like his ahh won’t get robbed 
young nihh onna block, walkin round I got that za 
i got tha shi ho* plz tap in. 
bankroll next to my fn 
and my ho* Christian but i sin.
when I was broke I jumped dat fence
dese nihh broke they don’t make cents (sense) 
dese nihh fake, see thru like lens 
I’m drilling shi w evil twin.
yuh 
Drilling shi bih w slime 
vetements or da number nine
u ain bout dat. Stay inside 
She wan fuh
Break dat spine 
u a slut. Y u cryin ? 
Dis ho* tell me bout my sign.
idontwannahearbouddathuh.
i don’t wanna hear bout dat shi 
ho* stfu nd j suck onnis dih
don’t play me yo shi cause that shi f*ckin shi.
i got dat glokk on me pop his ah like zit 
glock on me nihh u can get dropped
I’m up inna A servin wock .
oh yea. Grab me a dub of that raw. 
Got dat lead on me but nihh I don’t draw.

ok dis ho* so dam freaky man she wanna fuh da gang
shoes dem ho*s say Prada  
but the shirt say helmut Lang.
yuh
ni*a do not shake my hand lil boy ion kno yo name
and dis ho* wan me 2 quit the wok 
lil ho* yo ahh insane.

insane prod jxyy2k

Lyrics:

Fuckin' up the time that I spent
Fuckin' up the fine dine, bitch
Bussdown, looking at ya hang time, bitch
She wanna fuck now
Taking back the flowers I sent
She on top
You on thin ice and I got that fucking torch, fuck
Greedy ass hoes always want more
Why you close the shit, I opened up the same door
World War II in this bitch, blow up claymore
Scaring all the hoes, he fucking up the plays
Dissing on me, better count your days
Blow brains, insane
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time
Hop out, bang time
Hundred percent 3's, bitch I pop out, Dame Time
Man, I do this shit for fun, you do it for the fame now
We got methods, tap in
Scammed him for that ten
Glock take his whole family down
Taking down his gen
All my life been hand-me-downs
Old shit they passing
Old shit, that's past tense
Enemies we clashin'
No confidence, can't fuck a bad bitch
Got a little pull on Twitter, yeah I'm havin'
Fire bullets, hit like dragon
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time. I get too high

the right way (meta)

kintsugi (xangang x symels)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/RvgHv6PM61U?si=IrWDUMRMQjunZNpx

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

fragged aht (meta)

time wasted (symelz)

corners (symelz)

Lyrics: 

Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Dumb bitch dropped the fuckin’ wood, guess I’ll let it go
Shit, I’m goin’ up she talking bout, “As you should, Lil’ Woke”
Bitch you uppin’ fye in function, is you dumb lil’ bro?
Why do I surround myself with dumb and dumber hoes?
Lil’ Jay came with racks and now he thumbing bro
Used to have your back and I was gunning for you
Bad enough, you took her back, you cuffin’ her
Casper on the crime scene, left no fuckin’ evidence 
That’s the fucking plan
Trippin’ ‘cause I’m nonchalant. That’s just how I am
Me and twin got LooseLeaf’s for days, fucked the whole gram
Where my freedom at?
Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Chattin bout lil’ fragged aht, but you ain’t do that shit
Talkin’ out yo ass, fuckboy ain’t making no sense
My bad ‘cause I’m in this bitch trying to make a difference 
I guess it’s my bad that your old bitch trying to be on my dick
This nigga been lagged, his whole career back in 2016
Slow down droppin’ all that BS, that shit with the bad mixing

let it go (symelz x meta)

midlife (symelz x dmtnas)

raining

wokeups - raining (goyxrd)

eden (goyxrd x symelz)

I kno what’s up 

I ain’t feel no trust

I know what’s up 

Had a feeling of 

It involving us

I fell in luv

Let it start, break up

Bby involving you

Wit u

I’m smokin on runts

I’m smoking on fye

I need me that pole

I stay with my guys 

You bringing in 5

I’m ready to slide

Aye, I’m in the back I’m cooking no dishes

I wanna slide bby wit a 5th

I’m up in that hellcat thinking im rich

Up in the mansion with keys on a boat

Healin this bitch by myself 

You broke you ain’t getting no wealth

Your right man ain’t swinging no help

Work round the clock it’s my bag

I’m still w a Glock in my bag

Get off the perc and then laugh

Cuz you just be smoking on crack

And that shit was so sad witchu

Prada bby on the side of you

Fuck it I write with the sound of you

Know I fellinluv w the sound of you

I came to cash out on a CLE

I kno that lil bby she fuckin w me

It’s a matter of time 4 she in my sheets

You look like a bozo

Yea I got packs in my bag sold em dolo

Look at my side yea lil bby im solo

I ain’t never seen you in so long 

I’m making a bag bby and it’s up

I know we can be doing lots

But baby addicted to drugs

Drop xans, drop 4 in my cup

She saying lil bby wake up…

midlife (symelz x dmtnas)

wokeups

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