Ecco2k - Calcium (Nightcore)

Paris Insanity (Sped Up)

100c

clawing on my chest do u wanna rip my heart out ?

[scxclusv+++] rip my <3 out ? (prod. glorypasp x xgatteora)

2hollis - gold (slowed)

2hollis - ego/sidekick (+slowed by @ave7)

RJ pasin -Gravewalker-

All The Way (prod. XPYDERMANE)

TRAP (PROD. DOPECHEF X FRIKO)

[Intro]

2wo-
Swag messiah

[Chorus]

Damn, lil' bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
Bitches wanna have my name up in they mouth
Bitches talkin' down, I can't hear a thing
Bitches talkin' down, gon' let that choppa sing
Damn, I might go insane, they won't know none
I might blow my mind, have a coma
Too much pills, not enough self-control, yeah
Laughin' to the bank, ha ha ha, I don't know you

[Verse 1]

I might fight a bitch over bands
I don't play, and
When I fight, I don't use no hands
Get your strap up
She ain't fuck with me, I steal her mans
Time to wrap it up
She screamin' my name like a chant (2wo, 2wo, 2wo, 2wo, 2wo)
I think she a fan
Count my racks every day
I might put my brother in some brand new swag
Bitch look at me, confused
Like she askin', "How sway?" (How sway?)
Bad bitch hit my line, like, each and every day

[Bridge]

How you gon' fuck with me if you don't know my name
I want you bad 'cause you always on my brain
Poppin' pills just so I don't go insane
Should I blow my brains out, or change my name?

[Verse 2]

Feelin' lucky, yeah, I might just throw the dice one time
Gettin' high, I think I'm seeing the sky in my mind
Russian roulette, put the barrel right between my eyes
I'm not screwin', might as well get lit 'fore I die

[Chorus]

Damn, lil' bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
Bitches wanna have my name up in they mouth
Bitches talkin' down, I can't hear a thing
Bitches talkin' down, gon' let that choppa sing
Damn, I might go insane, they won't know none
I might blow my mind, have a coma
Too much pills, not enough self-control, yeah
Laughin' to the bank, ha ha ha, I don't know you

[Verse 3 - czo?]

I don't know you
Bitch I pop the fuckin' bean
Talkin' shit through your phone, livin' through the screen
I'm not Travis Scott, but that lil' bitch she a Fein
I'm a money maker, I don't take that shit that's free
Bitch, I'm sippin' on some Tris, yeah, I'm sippin' lean
She went to another man, he not big as me
That bitch was just a fan
Agree to disagree
Bitch, I pulled off in the ghost, like a mystery

[Chorus]

Damn, lil' bro try to jack my swag, get shot down
Bitches wanna have my name up in they mouth
Bitches talkin' down, I can't hear a thing
Bitches talkin' down, gon' let that choppa sing
Damn, I might go insane, they won't know none
I might blow my mind, have a coma
Too much pills, not enough self-control, yeah
Laughin' to the bank, ha ha ha, I don't know you

laughin w czo?

3k lv bag

All The Way (prod. XPYDERMANE)

xpydermane

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