Blp Kosher - Inferno (Prod. Thrax)

Blp Kosher - Deadman’s chest (Prod. HozayBeats)

MY MO

Bars Mitzvah

Wicked Miracle

Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist with the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff
Hundred racks in the zip, I'ma fuck around, put a bag on a bitch
Goin' fast in the whip, in the passenger, got a nat, give me lip
Smokin' gas out the zip and I'm pourin' the lemonade in the mix
Got the bae doin' tricks on my dick, it's a parade in my city (Go)
Hate but they broke, I don't get it, fuck her, she probably regret it
Jayden be off the beans, oh, Chase, he be off the Venom
Hundred racks sittin' in the Phantom, bag on my head like bandana
These niggas burnt like a candle, huh, ball like I'm Julius Randle
Don't you tell me what you seen or heard a nigga doin'
I got rich, I'm tryna put on my bruddas, I ain't there yet
Kate want me to die, hah, stupid bitch, I ain't dead yet
I get them bricks from Fedex and I bag 'em up and sell 'em
And I can't even lie and say that I never needed you
When I was down I needed you, honestly, I was feelin' you
Now they come back, want some shit, Niggas so flaw, cut 'em off quick
I done went up, I'm proud of my wrist
I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches
Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars
And the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist
With the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff

Music Video

Aint Nothing

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over
Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I put it on for my folks
I had to wake up, didn't have a choice
I had to wake up and get my cake up
Now in my city I’m makin' some noise
Lace up my shoes when I run from the boys
Tony got locked up, had me annoyed
Dirty water in a Fanta
Molly water in a Brisk
You tryna beef 'bout a bitch, you a bitch
Two fifty on the wrist
Three fifty on the Rolls, I ain't even pay the lease
When she see the stars she chose, I ain't even had to say shit

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

Passin' it off to the ‘Gram and I don't even like those
My ho Brazilian white and she got white toes
I don’t know ‘bout nobody new puttin' on my bros
Currency just came in, yeah, we gon' count up, yeah
New drank comin' in, Codeine crazy
Red and yellow, I'm Codeine crazy
I don't sip green, I'm Codeine crazy
Model or stripper wan' have my baby
No, Chase can't be your savior
No, no, will not make it
Yes, I was down on safety
Now I'm havin' buku paper (Codeine crazy)

Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over
Yeah, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
I'm in that new Testarossa
I'm swervin' it, fuckin' the road up
My ho, she wet, need a floater
I swim in that ho like a coastguard
Put that shit on and it's over
Fendi and Prada all over

MY MO

GAVN

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