wassup shawty

prod fuctjin, four3va 
mixed by me
lyrics:
i take flight uh huh
i take flight to lithuania
im too jetlagged, ya like hold up
ya thats my son, ya they clonin
get her hot, aint talkin sauna
i hate vegas, hate the summer
vocals clippin, ya like hold up
i jus made a word like hold up
im doin the things you cant
need money, aint talkin fame
how much you earnin ayy
no seatbelt, ya im safe
put the hard drive back, its safe
2 tb, ya im workin
no yeat, my money twerkin
in dexters laboratory
u bet not johnny test
i got no aim assist
no snake, you hear the hiss
that boy aint puttin on, you better take it off
i feel like rio uh
i aint gon lirituya

lithuania

Mandela

baptisze

All Plats

Robot Chicken

contact me thru ig @jaeswae4ver
get this to 2k and I'll try getting a mv for this one


(yeah uh)
I'm threw with the bitch
(yeah)
I'm taking the guap it hitting my head 
yeah I'm the coolest kid
she hitting my line a year ago
she telling me I aint the one but know I'm feeling close
I tell her lets get it
might run up my digits
I'm telling them niggas just stay out my bidness
I'm bringing it home
like 2015 I step in that bih I knew I was grown
like me and my brudda tryna count up the money
and count up the dollas this shit getting long
been a man I aint shedding a tear
niggas know I aint showing no fear
fuck a bitch and i told her come pay me
I've been running this shit for a year

yeah my brudda tryna get out the paint
I need me some dollas it's hitting my face
whole lotta green it hit off my head and you know it take me to space
might break out the bank 
can't fuck with lil shawty the pussy to stank
I did what you did but i never could fake 
my brudda my twin like fionna and cake
(yeah)
tryna travel the world
try see all dem diamonds I'm seeing some pearls
(yeah huh)
got sweat on my shirt I run in that bih I'm feeling like earl
don't come over her might pop out yo muffin
I aint the same turn nun to something
I'm faded asf when I pull to the function
808 booming you know it thumping

niggas saying that I'm rude
I really just being to honest I'm telling yall niggas I'm not in the mood
the pussy nigga wanna talk he fool

a year ago nigga I really was talking
I'm really the realest the room
they wanna go see they wanna go say
like whatever happened to you?
got pain in my body it worse 
I needa go get me a nurse
I nedda go read a bible nigga
I nedda go read me a verse

(yeah uh)
I'm threw with the bitch
(yeah)
I'm taking the guap it hitting my head 
yeah I'm the coolest kid
she hitting my line a year ago
she telling me I aint the one but know I'm feeling close
I tell her lets get it
might run up my digits
I'm telling them niggas just stay out my bidness
I'm bringing it home
like 2015 I step in that bih I knew I was grown
like me and my brudda tryna count up the money
and count up the dollas this shit getting long
been a man I aint shedding a tear
niggas know I aint showing no fear
fuck a bitch and i told her come pay me
I've been running this shit for a year

yeah my brudda tryna get out the paint
I need me some dollas it's hitting my face
whole lotta green it hit off my head and you know it take me to space
might break out the bank 
can't fuck with lil shawty the pussy to stank
I did what you did but i never could fake 
my brudda my twin like fionna and cake

Fionna & cake (@1eworld)

@slayer77

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Produced by wa & fuego

Yea-yeah this ho enchanting, lapis
Thank God, he got me a bad bitch
I'm out of patience, i ain't waiting for her
This bitch tryna baby trap me, get my lawyer

That-that nigga Tannr he been aimin' for ya
Matter fact call the whole gang up, we could get you gone yuh
Get lit when im wit my dudes
See an opp, knock a nigga tooth loose
See an opp, put a nigga on a noose

But- but i was raised right ion even shoot
Love ma, shouting out ma dukes
Green fuck nigga ion even hoop
Green fuck nigga when im in the booth
Im the best in this bitch, on you

Im the best in this bitch, on you

Nigga said'll push up, uh, on who?
I could bet a hunnid it's not me
Hella fried, too high, cant see
Hella bread thats all i get
Hella cheese thats all i eat

Cheese
Cheese

I'm bouta put in work
I want this shit for real
Somebody call the teller
One hundred hunnid bills
She wet like a river no styx
But ion got no Achilles' Heel
14 pass me the lighter
My blooda he so real

Dont fuck with the devil but im still signing deals
Stay with rods, that metal, i'm bouta get a kill
Percs in my system, a nigga cant een feel
Niggas two-faced, they fake, cant een say they real

Huh, Huh, Huh
Huh, Huh, Huh
Huh, Huh, Huh
Huh, Huh, Huh


Yea-yeah this ho enchanting, lapis
Thank God, he got me a bad bitch
I'm out of patience, i ain't waiting for her
This bitch tryna baby trap me, get my lawyer

That-that nigga Tannr he been aimin' for ya
Matter fact call the whole gang up, we could get you gone yuh
Get lit when im wit my dudes
See an opp, knock a nigga tooth loose
See an opp, put a nigga on a noose

But- but i was raised right ion even shoot
Love ma, shouting out ma dukes
Green fuck nigga ion even hoop
Green fuck nigga when im in the booth
Im the best in this bitch, on you

Im the best in this bitch, on you

Nigga said'll push up, uh, on who?
I could bet a hunnid it's not me
Hella fried, too high, cant see
Hella bread thats all i get
Hella cheese thats all i eat

I could bet a hunnid it's not me
Hella fried, too high, cant see
Hella bread thats all i get
Hella cheese thats all i eat

What the-What the fuck?

lapis

unstable (prod. mend + wvstend)

(prod. IceWolf & Fazo)

Lyrics: 

Exitallure.com, Bitch, Hol’ up

500k for a Trackhawk Jeep
I can't fuck with hoes
all these hoes just some treesh
Bangin' on the speakers
you be bangin' on the beats
West Wing, fit game, suit on fleek
I'm strapped up, yeah, I got that artillery 
I swear to God, these pussy hoes
They just be killin' me
Hand over fist, I like my money in the first degree Hand over bitches, I like yo' bitch on the silky sheets
What he sayin'? What he claimin'
Yeah, its up, yeah, its stuck
Sayin' that you dangerous, the danger catchin' up
I can't drop no bag on no badass hoe 
And she wanna fuck me and my friend
She bangin’ 4 ‘em both, both, both
And she bangin' for em' both
She a eater, she a freaky 
Ion care bout what she smoke
Bowls on bowls, gotta tiki torch of smoke
It's the West Wing kingdom
And this castle got a moat

Motorboat her titties, bitch, we goin' on a cruise
And the way you talkin', you be bangin' for a bruise
I'ma keep him hangin' like they dangle from a noose Why you so depressing? Yeah, you killin' all the mood

Then you act mysterious like Scooby-Doo crew
And my bitch built like Rapunzel, but it's tangled up on you
I got dance x7
Dance Revolution in my pants
Pants x6
She hoppin' on me like I'm settin’ all the trends
You wanna touch me, you ain't never get the chance
This that West Wing shit, Secret Service on demand

500k for a Trackhawk Jeep
I can't fuck with hoes, all these hoes just some treesh
Bangin' on the speakers, you be bangin' on the beats
Catch me on the low, foldin’ clothes in the Bean

lithuania

wyauno

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