runway prod. 808illusion + h8kelly + huhjustacid

This exotic fashion
Tell me, what you know about it?
Geeked up, four 'lil molly's
Tesla came with autopilot
How you walk in and don't know nobody?
She like"what's up on your mind?"
Japanese designer, probably
Emo model fine as fuck
Look like she came off Total Drama
Bend it over, make it wobble
Lovin' how she goin' wild
Show me somethin' you wouldn't show your momma
I'm gon' pull that phone right out
But fuck her like it's no one watchin

So much Rick I need a second closet
Or a second set of pockets
Ballin' ain't no second option
Wait until they hear about my next deposit
If you can't tell I'm poppin
Fuck you and whoever watchin
Bad bitch, she came with that Cinderella body
Got her mesmerized
I'm tryna get that neck up out her
I'm on X and molly
Spinnin' like a helicopter
Couldn't even tell your ass the half
I'd need a teleprompter
Model bitch gon' touch her toes
Fly as fuck
I could've did a cover for a Vogue
I'm a ticket in some clothes
Come get near
I'll change your life if you just play your role
Denim came from Rome
Fur Moncleezy trench coat
Pull that out when I get cold
Niggas tryna steal the swag
I broke the code
You couldn't walk a mile in these Undercover robes

This exotic fashion
Tell me, what you know about it?
Geeked up, four 'lil molly's
Tesla came with autopilot
How you walk in and don't know nobody?
She like"what's up on your mind?"
Japanese designer, probably
Emo model fine as fuck
Look like she came off Total Drama
Bend it over, make it wobble
Lovin' how she goin' wild
Show me somethin' you wouldn't show your momma
I'm gon' pull that phone right out
But fuck her like it's no one watchin'

total drama island prod. manyfaces + xander

Out of town designer
I get fly from the top down
Had to make more room to fit these hoes
I put the top down
Pull up presidential
It ain't nothing to shut the block down
Hoes on every side of me
This shit feel like surround sound

20 deep inside the club
Look like the set of Wild 'n Out
Model from Atlanta
Want me to take her straight to Poundtown
Blue strips to the ceiling
This shit tall as Lil' Bow Wow
Muscle sound like thunder
You can hear it from a mile out

Uh-uh-uh-uh-huh-uh-uh-uh
I got bitches on the way
Don't even know where I'm gon' fit 'em at
Geekin' up in VIP
I'm spinnin' like a ceiling fan
Playin' tough, but you say that's your truth
I'll let you live in that

Uh, uh, fuck the talkin
Point me where the millions at
Once you pick a side
It ain't no playin' the fence or switchin' back
What the business is?
Ain't tryna do no chit or chat
I be with them members
They might bleed you where you kick it at

Uh, uh, uh
Cross the gang can't get no second chance
Me and cuz gon' beat the road
Until we locked or catch a flat
They like"you been cookin' up"
Hell yeah this a special batch
You can keep the swag
The fuck I look like tryna get it back?

Louis V the duffle
This a real big spender bag
I got so much motion I can spare some
I get plenty racks
She tryna get in with me
Uh-uh, baby, go 'head bend that back
Slide like Secret Service
They like"where the fuck the Prezi at?"

Out of town designer
I get fly from the top down
Had to make more room to fit these hoes
I put the top down
Pull up presidential
It ain't nothing to shut the block down
Hoes on every side of me
This shit feel like surround sound

20 deep inside the club
Look like the set of Wild 'n Out
Model from Atlanta
Want me to take her straight to Poundtown
Blue strips to the ceiling
This shit tall as Lil' Bow Wow
Muscle sound like thunder
You can hear it from a mile out

surround sound prod. 1kraiin

One too many times
Had some niggas try and go against the gang
Wonder where they at now?
Bitch, I'm in the bank
Bitch, I bled about a lot of shit
Got motion in exchange
Wouldn't know it if I never told you
I ain't leave a trace

Went from Hanes to Helmut Lang
Keep it pimpin
I ain't never went out sad, I made it shake
Yeah, them boys lame as fuck
I can't relate
Had to cut your hand off
Niggas tried to pick right off my plate

Yeah, think it's time I went and said somethin
Ain't no tellin' when I tell 'em spell out red rum
With my patna 'nem
He keep that F and N tucked
Went and got some motion
Then I ran them bands up

Keep a couple bad bitches
They some dancers
How I'm turnt as fuck?
I can't even find no answer
I get fly for nothin
Bad bitch said I'm handsome
Outside bangin' blue
No Carolina Panthers

Walk down gang, this shit get wicked
Fuck these niggas, I don't do no mixin
Two-tone coupe, that bitch too vicious
I made it shake, I ain't do no wishin
These niggas snakes, I don't see no difference
Either way, I'm finna run up a ticket

One too many times
Had some niggas try and go against the gang
Wonder where they at now?
Bitch, I'm in the bank
Bitch, I bled about a lot of shit
Got motion in exchange
Wouldn't know it if I never told you
I ain't leave a trace

Went from Hanes to Helmut Lang
Keep it pimpin
I ain't never went out sad, I made it shake
Yeah, them boys lame as fuck
I can't relate
Had to cut your hand off
Niggas tried to pick right off my plate

exchange prod. drumma + mobe

Deadstock fashion
Nigga, I'm scorin, I can't stop cashin
I'm in a B&B out in the Hills
It look like the Bedrock mansion
Thinkin' I'm fallin' off anytime soon
I'm thinkin' your head on backwards
Niggas tried runnin' right off with the swag
It's fine, I can let y'all have it

I'm in that Benzo smashin
AMG emblem
LED accents
Niggas ain't talkin' bout gettin' no racks
I guess you not gettin' no answer
All of that snakin, I couldn't stand it
I went and left it all past tense
I don't do beef on the internet
Couldn't care less if you get a reaction

I'm with your bitch gettin' active
Hit from the back and I pull out the camera
I'm in that coupe doin' three figures
Ain't gon' lie
Kinda flew off the handle
Diamonds high clarity
I hit the club and it look like I'm wearin' a lanyard
Money my language
Ain't no translator for that if I don't understand you

I'm burnin' out in a muscle
Tryna set the tire on fire like a candle
She don't give a fuck 'bout nothin
But shoppin' and doin' some Hannah Montana
Jersey retired from out of the club
Tell them hoes raise up the banner
So fuckin' fly wear designer to bed
I'm in some Gosha pajamas

Denim off Dover Street Market
Racks hangin' out, gotta change up the posture
So fuckin' geeked that I'm nauseous
I'ma keep sippin' though, tryna be cautious
So many whips and so many chains
It look like I went up for auction
Niggas ain't pullin' they weight
I'm way bigger, boy, gotta cut all the losses

I ain't gon' lie
Could've been in the kitchen with Gordon
Just look how I'm saucin
So much designer, can't fit in no closet
Shit started gettin' exhausting
VVS diamonds, they cost a lil' ticket
I put my neck in the faucet
I'm finna ball till my skin turn blue
Nigga, ain't no other option

Deadstock fashion
Nigga, I'm scorin, I can't stop cashin
I'm in a B&B out in the Hills
It look like the Bedrock mansion
Thinkin' I'm fallin' off anytime soon
I'm thinkin' your head on backwards
Niggas tried runnin' right off with the swag
It's fine, I can let y'all have it

I'm in that Benzo smashin
AMG emblem
LED accents
Niggas ain't talkin' bout gettin' no racks
I guess you not gettin' no answer
All of that snakin, I couldn't stand it
I went and left it all past tense
I don't do beef on the internet
Couldn't care less if you get a reaction

high clarity prod. xander + kutextc + omgzanoza

In L.A.
Gettin' geeky with a dancer
Makin' plays
Could've got drafted to the Panthers
Got exotic super sluts
Thank God I'm handsome
German engineering
Bitch, I ride 'round like the chancellor
I got bad bitches
Tryna hold me for ransom
She can't get no dick
She probably throw a fuckin' tantrum
Ain't got COVID
But my gang gon' pull up masked up
VVS's dancin'
Like I'm holdin' up a candle

Know you see this whip
I'm tryna fuck you on the inside
I just wanna beat it down
Ain't really tryna spend time
I stick to that code
The fuck I look like tryna switch sides?
So much fuckin' diamonds when I walk
Sound like a wind chime
Pop up on him, press that fuckin' button
Ain't talkin' bout Quicktime
Smash the coupe, I'm slidin'
Like I'm skating over thin ice
She tryna pull up on me
Let her eat it like an enzyme
Coupe gon' hit 200
Like I'm tryna bowl ten strikes

Tires screamin'
It sound like the foreign tryin' to tell me somethin'
Switchin' on the gang and bein' broke
Two things I've never done
We don't work for Mattress Firm
But it ain't nothin' to get him slumped
Hell yeah, I got hoes, but I get selfish
I ain't sharin' none
I do friendly fire
Bitch, I'm tryna flex on everyone
Spaceship AMG
I'm gettin' geeked up like an alien
Fuck I look like waitin' on some motion
I'm gon' get it done
O.T. gettin' T-O-P
I know I'm who you jealous of

In L.A.
Gettin' geeky with a dancer
Makin' plays
Could've got drafted to the Panthers
Got exotic super sluts
Thank God I'm handsome
German engineering
Bitch, I ride 'round like the chancellor
I got bad bitches
Tryna hold me for ransom
She can't get no dick
She probably throw a fuckin' tantrum
Ain't got COVID
But my gang gon' pull up masked up
VVS's dancin'
Like I'm holdin' up a candle

wind chime prod. omgwikee + speenzy

I pulled up in somethin' vicious
Doin' 160
I got tunnel vision
Bitch, I'm tryna touch a million
Me and my gang don't play no games
That's why we tuck extensions
Bitch, and we ain't duckin' tension
We gon send it up, let's get it

They ain't cut the way I'm cut
They wouldn't fuckin' get it
I grind 'til I see the sun
I ain't these bum ass niggas
Said she never felt Amiri
Let her rub my denim
Keep my eyes up on that prize
This a one-man mission

If you could see it how I see it
You wouldn't even believe it
Yeah, the gang run through my veins
What the fuck's a treason?
Pull up, maskin' at your door
Ain't talkin' 'bout trick or treatin
Yeah, we standin' on that business
Leave you paraplegic

We make movies at the club
This a private screenin
Ride 'round with that sticky in the glove
Like a wide receiver
All this ice around my neck
Someone find a freezer
Denim came from overseas
Feel like Linas Kleiza

It ain't nothin' to get you knocked off
Keep a stick
I ain't talkin' bout no Top Golf
With a model, bitch
I fucked her with my socks on
Take her to the crib
Then I dive in like the pylon

Bitch, I'm ballin
Feel like Guangdong
Droppin' niggas off
Sing they ass a swan song
In the club
VIP jumpin' like it's Sky Zone
Pull off, do 100 past the cops
They wasn't behind long

I pulled up in somethin' vicious
Doin' 160
I got tunnel vision
Bitch, I'm tryna touch a million
Me and my gang don't play no games
That's why we tuck extensions
Bitch, and we ain't duckin' tension
We gon send it up, let's get it

They ain't cut the way I'm cut
They wouldn't fuckin' get it
I grind 'til I see the sun
I ain't these bum ass niggas
Said she never felt Amiri
Let her rub my denim
Keep my eyes up on that prize
This a one-man mission

swan song prod. metafreezee + lyser + insterllarway

I could tell you don't belong
You keep on switching sides
But that's perfect
Time to break this bread, it's winning time
Ain't no weak spots in this armor
I'm solidified
I just hit the club with all my killers
Better not kill the vibe

I don't need no fit check
It's real designer
Outerwear IfSixWasNine
I don't do no beefing on the net
I just hit minimize
Ain't that shit ironic?
Guess in real life, got a realer life
You could drop $600 for these Ricks
And still couldn't fit inside

I done paid the price
Left for dead
Came to life
Niggas took that shit for granted
Fuck I look like playing nice?
Winner's circle only
You ain't that, bitch, go and wait in line
Muscle with no roof
I get up in and do 185

Bitch, I'm posted with them members
Know that ain't your vibe
Anywhere I walk in
VVS's always break the ice
I might fuck her like I mean it
But she ain't no wife
Tryna go band for band
That shit gon' end up lookin' day and night

Denim came from Dover Street
Outerwear from overseas
Diamonds changing colors
How the fuck you not gon' notice me?
I just left the mall with bags on bags
These ain't no groceries
Me and gang gon' step on shit so hard
We damn near broke a knee

Muscle came with super sport
I'll push it 'til it overheats
You ain't talkin' 'bout motion
Can't even get up on the phone with me

I could tell you don't belong
You keep on switching sides
But that's perfect
Time to break this bread, it's winning time
Ain't no weak spots in this armor
I'm solidified
I just hit the club with all my killers
Better not kill the vibe

I don't need no fit check
It's real designer
Outerwear IfSixWasNine
I don't do no beefing on the net
I just hit minimize
Ain't that shit ironic?
Guess in real life, got a realer life
You could drop $600 for these Ricks
And still couldn't fit inside

ifsixwasnine prod. sk1pa + dtailor + shelovesdeluffi

Put my trust in niggas
Can't believe the tables turned
Chances are they not the last
Surely ain't the first
I could get some niggas gone
I just say the word
We gon' pull up put that fire on him
Like he late to work

Too many cooks up in that kitchen
Then the plate get burned
Niggas love to get impatient
Hate to wait they turn
Outta everybody
How you do your gang the worst?
I can't wrap my head around that shit
It truly ain't no words

All my niggas stand up
I don't hang with nerds
We put numbers on the board
Ain't talkin' 'bout Traylon Burks
If you wonder what it take
Why don't you wait and learn?
Bled about it
Got rewarded for my pain and hurt

Still the same
But I ain't the same on the inside
If you seen the type of shit I seen
It'd turn your skin white
Even through the pain
Kept my chin high
If he want smoke
We set him straight like the pinstripe

Heart cold as ice
So my chain came in brick white
Tried to tell em' playin' with my name
Get your shit striked
I'm too fuckin' grown, bitch
I ain't makin' shit right
Guess it is what it is
Don't nobody get to live twice

Put my trust in niggas
Can't believe the tables turned
Chances are they not the last
Surely ain't the first
I could get some niggas gone
I just say the word
We gon' pull up put that fire on him
Like he late to work

Too many cooks up in that kitchen
Then the plate get burned
Niggas love to get impatient
Hate to wait they turn
Outta everybody
How you do your gang the worst?
I can't wrap my head around that shit
It truly ain't no words

live twice prod. 808illusion + drumma

Cars, clothes, and hoes
Nigga, you name it
I'm havin' options
I'm with a bad lil' bitch in a wide body coupe
Keep askin' XO"where the top went?"
Diamonds on me get to blindin
They go back and forth like these mothafuckas boxin
I'm havin' way more designer
Than niggas could even imagine
I'm just being honest

Niggas be hatin
I see that shit written all over they face
But that ain't finna stop shit
I just walked outta the mall with bags on bags
Look like I came out tryna shoplift
I'm flyin' first class out to LA
I could probably get up and go talk to the pilot
Japanese shit all over my body, on God
I probably could join the Akatsuki

This ain't a demon
But you can't catch up when that bitch get to speedin
Promise I'm that type of nigga
To pull up on niggas and flex for no reason
I'm havin' too much connect
I could slide to the H
And ball out like Ariza
But really, I meant to say Harden
But fuck it, my nigga
You still got the meaning

All of these poles 'round the gang
We could really go turn this bitch to open season
I hit the show and they singin' it back
Like we doin' the Pledge of Allegiance
I got these denim from France
I'm draped in Alyx on that 1017 shit
Real high clarity diamonds
They not from the fridge but these mothafuckas freezin

Bitch, you can try if you want to
Gang get it done and we keepin' that secret
I'm movin' different
They showin' love out west
And the same on the east end
Stripes all over
I'm makin' plays like I'm thinkin' 'bout playing collegiate
Yeah, I get fly as fuck
But it really ain't nothing for the gang to get greasy

Cars, clothes, and hoes
Nigga, you name it
I'm havin' options
I'm with a bad lil' bitch in a wide body coupe
Keep askin' XO"where the top went?"
Diamonds on me get to blindin
They go back and forth like these mothafuckas boxin
I'm havin' way more designer
Than niggas could even imagine
I'm just being honest

Niggas be hatin
I see that shit written all over they face
But that ain't finna stop shit
I just walked outta the mall with bags on bags
Look like I came out tryna shoplift
I'm flyin' first class out to LA
I could probably get up and go talk to the pilot
Japanese shit all over my body, on God
I probably could join the Akatsuki

akatsuki prod. waakeful + sickotwizzer

If I'm one of one
Then how the fuck you catchin' up?
This a different type of swag
Can't get next to us
Gang coming through with cups
And some 7Up's
Read the lick
It ain't hard to tell who niggas jealous of

I don't understand
What's up with niggas testing us?
Fold em up, press your luck
Let's see how your weapon does
She like"Can I break some friends?
Let's have a sevensome"
I'm tryna see how many hoes
Can fit up in that Bentley truck

You ain't talkin' 'bout racks
Can't get no answer
Prolly in the stu with Schedule two
And some 'lil dancers
She can't get no dick
She throw a tantrum
Japanese designer
I get fly as shit, I'm handsome

How come you get quiet
When we talking 'bout that income?
How come you get nervous
When the gang come around with handguns?
Catch me off the internet
My niggas get you canceled
Since you love that online shit
We'll post your memorandum

I'm tryna break it down
She keep on playing dumb
I ain't tryna make this hoe no wife
Can't do no laying up
She like you the biggest
Bitch, you ain't wrong
Pull up fly as fuck
They like"where the hell you came from?"

If I'm one of one
Then how the fuck you catchin' up?
This a different type of swag
Can't get next to us
Gang coming through with cups
And some 7Up's
Read the lick
It ain't hard to tell who niggas jealous of

I don't understand
What's up with niggas testing us?
Fold em up, press your luck
Let's see how your weapon does
She like"Can I break some friends?
Let's have a sevensome"
I'm tryna see how many hoes
Can fit up in that Bentley truck

tantrum prod. silvercity

all songs dat was close 2 bein ona tape n aint end up makin it 4 watever reason enjoy

0:00 - weatherman prod. giperhyper
1:54 - hole in one prod. plentyguap + 1kraiin
3:55 - uniform prod. smokefusion
6:03 - deep end prod. mur9h
8:25 - dentist prod. 1kraiin + shazy
10:34 - quarterback prod. drumma + yugobeatmaker
12:35 - batmobile prod. ghosteen2x + 1kraiin
14:34 - blessed prod. 1thiefboy + shanti26
16:52 - cctv prod. waakeful
19:17 - runway prod. 808illusion + h8kelly + huhjustacid
21:24 - all american prod. 555kenichi
23:41 - scholastic prod. sanewha1 + cosmo
25:45 - potluck prod. drumma + smokefusion

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