prod @nokija + @vainhardt

Lyrics: 
uh boss up, i told my lil hoe to boss up n*ggas d*ckridin shut the f*ck up yeah
 send me the drop shoot the block up yah,
yah 
go get ya money up 

i had to run it up ya

Whats up in this double cup thats that potion yeah

these n*ggas dumb as f*ck

im goin dummy yeah

she tryna call me up

she tryna show me up

she tryna show me love 

she know i cant love

she up on my body
now she tryna top me

twin just caught a body 

with my troops my army
i got racks in the bank

i count racks everyday
pour that lean up slowly
adderall might od

i guess thats on me,
by my lonely cant f*ck with no phony

Remember i use to be broke now u around you aint my homie

with slime my blood my kin my ride or die my gang
i just put my pain into this sh*t they just dont get the aim

Huh, alot of n*ggas they snakes alot of n*ggas they fake

b*tches be really just using me
for the money and fame
nowadays b*tches to choosy and they groupies

i pray to god that this my year i just gotta watch how im movin.
Hella n*ggas they be fake yeah
i keep choppas in the wraith 
run down the wrong way i might have to pop at ya face
im wit yo hoe makin movies

and this b*tch tryna show some boobies

and this hoe thinkin that she cool

but i cant cuff a  hoe at all.

blood (nokija + vainhardt)

Bossed up (fannparis)[all plats]

Mr. Savage

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dumb bitch

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Lyrics: 

(Yeah I miss my-)
(I miss my ho-haa)
(On god I miss my-)
(Said I miss my)
(Said i miss my, Yeah)
(Yeah I miss my)
Yeah, Ha
Yeah, one hour ain’t no text back baby 
She tell a n*gga that she on the road
She in the whip with that mileage crazy (Mileage, Yeah)
She always lying she act like a troll
Stuck in my mind ima text you maybe (Yeah)
Ima text you prolly (Yeah)
Cause ion want no problems
And i’m trying to solve em’
Avoiding a n*gga you don’t wanna see me
Baby you ducking and dodging (Dodge)
Like what’s going on
I’m stuck in my head with all of the time you been robbing (Ti-ime)
Like all of the time you been wylin’ (Wi-ild)
Ima work on myself for awhile
Cause she carry herself like a child
I come home to not one text (Oh Nah)
I’m tossing and turning at night, should I make a song or send that text
Should I hit the ho’ on the phone? 
Should I text Vince, Should I text Rex (I hit my bros)
I’m up late staring at phones, like what’s going on, like what comes next
(Like what’s going on?)
I’m stuck in my brain
This ho’ gives me migraines
I need to get my head straight
She pull a catfish, all bait
Wasting my time I can’t date (Yuh)
Like i’m on a cliff, and i’m on the edge and i’m finna fall to my fate
She throwing hits, they aimed at my head, she telling herself “One more case” (Yeah)
Yeah, one hour ain’t no text back baby 
She tell a n*gga that she on the road
She in the whip with that mileage crazy (Mileage, Yeah)
She always lying she act like a troll
Stuck in my mind ima text you maybe (Yeah)
Ima text you prolly (Yeah)
Cause ion want no problems
And i’m trying to solve em’
Avoiding a n*gga you don’t wanna see me
Baby you ducking and dodging (Dodge)
Like what’s going on
I’m stuck in my head with all of the time you been robbing (Ti-ime)
Like all of the time you been wylin’ (Wi-ild)
Ima work on myself for awhile
Cause she carry herself like a child
(Like what’s going on)
(I’m stuck in my head with all of the time you been robbing)
(Like all of the time you been wylin’)
(Ima work on myself for awhile)
(Cause she carry herself like a child)
(Cause she carry herself like a child)

text back (rexv2s)

xtsy*

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