Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ohh 
Ohh Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ohh
Ohh
Cheers 
Let's act like we both wanna be here
More parties we don't wanna be at
Fight more temptations before we relapse 
Starting right now
Got it
I ain't really good at fake smiling
One live we both really fans of 
One cigarette left 
That's when we left
I'm driving
Make sure your shining 
Pressure makes diamonds 
Be the one you love the most
Only ones that go too far 
Are the ones that are getting close
Ahhh
I wanna see you at your best 
I wanna see you at your worst
No regrets
Aye
Everytime's the right time baby
It's not ok to not try baby
Don't believe ya own lies baby
Just open up ya minds eye baby
You about to break my heart
Stop beating up yourself 
Won't feel bad for you baby baby
You never all by yourself 
The love you want is always around
You won't find it looking down
You won't find it looking around 
Look within
It's always been there
Love makes no mistakes
Time makes no mistakes
Make sure your shining 
Pressure makes diamonds
Be the one you love the most
Only ones that go too far 
Are the one that are getting close

Make Sure - prod by Arza

Tsss
It's getting hot in here
Huh
So take off all yo clothes
Huh
More shots want 5 or 4
Huh
Hot girl from 504
Huh
Swim good baby I'm gone float
Huh
One drink let's dive right in
Huh
Bang bang 
I want all yo smoke
Shu shu shu 
Gang gang baby I just hope you
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Oh you a live one
I know that only fans paying more than yo job does
She said that stripper shit barely paying for college
Stop tryna get in my head
You know I got knowledge
You like my body but criticizing my milage 
You know my momma got some problems 
That the Tylenol ain't neva solving
What I look like working one job 
And I'm tryna be the bitch that's poppin
Is that how you look at me 
Cuz my sugar daddy got it
I don't get paid to look a hot mess 
Do you got it
Wouldn't be tricking if niggas wasn't treating
Via wallet
This ain't no mutha fucking Cabo Bob's 
I'm going to Cabo
If this the type of shit das in yo shell
Then eat a taco
How did we get here
I don't hate yo ass 
I just don't like this type of convo
You about to blow it like yo candle stick on stocks
I was really tryna get some time to get to know yo mind
Why you art niggas always so sensitive all the time
Are you confused or afraid to lose 
Or am I just another muse to you
Smacking her lips 
Pat on my back she said do you boo
And no I'm not just anybody
I was really that somebody tryna fuck wit you
It's getting hot in here
Huh
So take off all yo clothes
Huh
More shots want 5 or 4
Huh
Hot girl from 504
Huh
Swim good baby I'm gone float
Huh
One drink let's dive right in
Huh
Bang bang 
I want all yo smoke
Shu shu shu 
Gang gang baby I just hope you
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
You see what we not finna do
Is not talk bout how you always think it's a op in the room
CPR I was just tryna breathe some life into you
That's the last time I'm smacking my lips 
She said
Do you boo
I was on yo team since Quarantine
Egg rolls showed up
I ain't even order these
Maybe you just got too comfortable over t-i-m-e
Or feel like I'm attacking you
Why is we battling 
I don't think you one of deez hoes that be bopping
You know my phone on why you callin me out
How is it that you don't know you ruler yet
It's Romeo and Julliet
Before you go and ruin dat
The only flag I see is red
You made ya bed you lay in dat
I think I overrated that
My nigga tried to make a bet
If I ain't right then make a left
Crashed ya lil Mercedes Benz
Now it's finally making sense
I ain't tryna pay the rent
One in a milla 
Wanted to give up
Wanted to fill up
I'm not a kneeler 
I'm not Shaquilla 
Just want the bill up
I'm not a Chauncey 
You don't need a nigga anyway
You need the money
Funny
Don't make this harder then it has to be
It's safe to say
I'm safe you underrated me 
I forfeit 
Ain't nobody playing no one no more
It's getting hot in here
Huh
So take off all yo clothes
Huh
More shots want 5 or 4
Huh
Hot girl from 504
Huh
Swim good baby I'm gone float
Huh
One drink let's dive right in
Huh
Bang bang 
I want all yo smoke
Shu shu shu 
Gang gang baby I just hope you
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody
Tell me are you that somebody
I hope that you're not for everybody

504 - prod by Arza

Yours 
Yours
I'm all yours
Yours
I'm all yours
Yours truly know how I do it
Whachoo know bout it
Never trippin I keep my cool
That's how I go about it 
Long as you keep it 1 hunnid and 50
Imma slide thru
Imma slide thru
You ain't worried bout what these bitches say 
That they heard bout 
Lot deez niggas gossip like bitches 
They got the nerve now
I ain't losing sleep 
Deez hataz keep me motivated
Bout to get that M 
They ain't worth 50 Cent
We been patiently waiting 
Drop that shit if they part of the problem
You need to be poppin yo collar 
We about to get diamonds and commas
Be movin around like Obamas
We don't nobody around us 
Won't need no stylist wit all dis
If I got choo I go all in 
So much in store
We outa start a bidness wit it
Das how I know I'm really wit it
If I'm inspired then you really did it 
Ride or die 
Girl we really living 
Wooahh
Say it's mine 
Wooahh when I'm in it 
But I already know
I just like when you look me in my eyes
And say it's mine for sure
I'll be 
Only one you need
Let's make all ya dreams worth while
Eye for an eye
Let's try not to go blind
Let's go high 
High 
Let's go high 
Slide thru
Imma slide thru
Yours 
Yours
I'm all yours
Yours
I'm all yours
Yours truly know how I do it
Whachoo know bout it
Never trippin I keep my cool
That's how I go about it 
Long as you keep it 1 hunnid and 50
Imma slide thru
Imma slide thru

Slide - prod by Richiie

Free cocaine for everybody
Niggas got instagrams
One stop shop 
Ya soul on sale only for fans
One Tiktok 
And that's about the length of my attention span
Close your eyes and tell me when you feel human again
I'm goin psycho 
Prolly need to be somewhere like in a psych ward
Anybody gotta bright idea for yo light bulb
Fuck if you like what I turn out to be 
Ain't cho life hoe
Minding my own fucking bidness
Go get choo a life hoe
Don't look for me when it happen to you
And I'm ice cold
I gotta feeling it's darkness no matter where I go
Long as I'm rich in this bitch
Give a fuck if I die slow
Look
Tell these niggas and these bitches
They ain't for the streets
They for the highway now
You under my skin
That's when my high came down
You can't usher me 
I do it my way now
Only play for keeps if you on my playground
Yea
I don't get my hopes up now
You can trust me with your life
I don't wanna put the rope on now
The world is in the palm of your hands
I don't wanna sign my name in blood 
My name in blood
Money and fame won't bring me love
Love love love love 
I don't trust no one in suits and ties
Never did I never did 
All my niggas been crucified 
You too can have it all
I don't wanna sign my name in blood
My name in blood
Money and fame won't bring me love
Love love love love
There is your blood 
On my fingers
That's how we love each other
Fame is not for us
That's for lost souls
And we are not the others
Take what you can 
While you're here with me
I love you
Love is just a word 
That we want to believe 
I wanna believe you
But tryna read through the bullshit like pulling yo teeth too
Man I been holding too much in I gotta release you 
Don't shoot another nigga down 
That's what the police do
If you my brother then show me it's deeper than blood
Niggas ain't breaking no bread 
They breaking my bones
So leave me alone
Nobody making my bed
I'm taking it there 
Stop calling my phone
I was just making and shaking and breaking it
Sorry it's taking so long 
Fuck it
Tell these bitches and these niggas 
They ain't for the streets
They for the highway now
You under my skin
That's when my high came down
You can't usher me 
I do it my way now
Only play for keeps if you on my playground
Yea
I don't get my hopes up now
Not now
I don't wanna put the rope on now
Not now
I don't wanna sign my name in blood 
In blood
Money and fame won't bring me love
Me love
I don't trust no one in suits and ties
Never did I never did 
All my niggas been crucified 
You too can have it all
I don't wanna sign my name in blood
My name in blood
Money and fame won't bring me love
Love love love love
There is your blood 
On my fingers
That's how we love each other
Fame is not for us
That's for lost souls
And we are not the others
Take what you can 
While you're here with me
I love you
Love is just a word 
That we want to believe

Crucify2 - prod by NSD

Aye 
Try to be anything but predictable
I didn't want the cookies 
Wanted to lick the bowl
Haa haa
I was just a lil different nigga
Right meant left to me
1 plus 1 equaled 3 to me 
Different calculations
Darker races can't be racist 
Conversations complicated
Conscious caved in
Not my native
I was raised in 8th letter 
5th letter L-L
The fuck nigga?
Aye
We been waiting for you a while 
Aboriginal child 
Golden wit your morale
Eating off yo plate 
Fuck you keep goin to Golden Coral 
Your new years starts in March 
That's when Marcus Garvey was round
Yeah nigga but a lot of things changed since then 
When they say home of the brave 
They ain't talking bout yo mutha fuckin ass
Land of the free 
Where?
Bitch I'll
Baba booey nigga
Hallelujah Hallelujah 
Hologram yo Hollywood and pop up in yo momma hood
Like bottles and the bibles do it 
How am I supposed to know?
How am I supposed to grow?
That's some surface level ass shit
That's how we keep a nigga down
If it look like shit 
It prolly is shit 
It prolly smells like shit 
You in some shit 
And you don't know 
What mutha fucking shit to clean first
Rise and shine through it all
Nigga rise and shine through it all
Shine through it all
Shine through it all 
Imma wait in my space ship
I'm tired of being basic
I'm tired of being the iPhone 5 
I'm on the 108th one 
The reverse of yo brains blown out 
I'm tryna push this shit forward
I'm not tryna always makes sense 
As much as I'm tryna make you feel something 
How y'all not sick of the same stories 
Weight on yo neck what them chains doing 
Stayed on yo neck that was out of respect
For the sake of greatness and this Hip Hop
Far from yo J. Cole and Kendrick
Andre 9000 that's homage
Tryna do better but I still want Cadillac seats
Color butter like Amish 
Niggas not buying designer
We buying they last names 
That's how that slave shit playing nowadays 
So it's either it's me or Dior 
We don't belong here
Yeah
Stop telling niggas to go back to Afrika 
When niggas already been here
And we ain't finna leave
Aborigine 
Originator
Big Chief bitch
When California was Queen Califia 
Golden state wars
We not imports
Look at all the bullshit we been through
So called beef wit you know who
Every time you look up at a star that's proof
Who you gon' call
God is you

The iPhone 108 - prod by Arza

Shit this of God
Rewind
I am the God of this shit
Where's the lie
If I'm not on yo top ten I'm negative 9
Means I'm ahead of my time
Bitch I ain't worried bout a goddamn top 5
Hotter than Hot Boyz in 99
Hot fries Hell's host ghost pepper
Ghost writer and I'm Ghost Rider
Wit motorcycle tires on fire
You die
From slick tongue
Cuz the dick long 
The list long 
Like Schlitterbahn lines you skip from
I know it's a bitch 
That's why I'm laughing at you
Hahahahahahahaha
Niggas won't admit it's gettin hard for me to miss
Even when skeetin on ya bitch
Number one seed on top her lip
A nigga winning I'm evil grinning
Ain't that about a bitch
Impregnated with my baby
I started shaving my head cuz I will never fade
Not for debate
I just B-raiding niggas
Nobody safe
Bitch you better check yo chakras
Deepak Chopra
Fuck that 
So ahead of my time all my new shit is throwback
Slow loud 
Banging the new slab blacker than Kodak Black
Riding around with that Ray Charles
Laser
Still my favorite rapper
Shit I'm just waiting on K Dot
It's hard to be nice guy but I'z no surprise
Been giving you niggas life
Can't spell one day without a Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Watch this bitch 
Nigga I'z go crazy Hospin 
Hospitable 
Hospital's closed but I better go
Umbilical cord 
I was born with horns and a hot head 
Still got this shit locked 
Niggas surprised I am not Fed
Ah man 
Did I d-d-d-d stutter
I can't make up this shit 
Lil bitch I got it covered
Should be writing for everybody 
I'm dripping you a puddle 
You are under my umbrella ella 
Tired of telling mutha fuckas
I'm a psychopath 
In a bubble bath of blood
Set tripping I'll have to wet you up like a Baptism 
A hahahahaha 
Still working that magic wit it like Vwhalalaha
I am LeBron Godzilla 
What time is it
Imma visit the nearest cemetery cuz y'all in it
I kill it
Look here lil nigga
Fuck is you on
I am the God
Lord of the Graa
One for ya top
These niggas night night
Snore
My shit on sight 
Bite 
Jaws
Ran it like blitz 
Ain't even flinch 
All my shit hit 
Y'all niggas duds 
Label me legend 
I'm out chere flexin
Ain't even stressing 
Don't give a fuck 
I was the icon 
That turned into Ycon
Mo tales from the 6
Nigga I'll keep the lights on
It's on when it's gratatatata
Overkill
Gratatata 
Die
My stock going up on my clone nigga
You know nigga
You don't belong where I roam
American 
Even safe ain't safe no more
Ya face ain't face no more
That K Slay niggas like DJ's 
My baby gone
Kanksta wok wit chopstick
Word from the samurai 
Vandalize ya block quick 
Choo niggas on that is not it
I just put a whole in the whole rap game
Ain't have to cock it 
Y'all need 
To stop it
Or I'm fur-thereing ya defeat like a Hobbit
Stick on me like Harry Potter
But goin Goblin
My shit stay knocking like Mormons
Doorman
Hey Mr. Postman 
Surprise
I ain't seeing no lies
Still can't spell one day without a Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y
Y

World War Y - prod by Y2

(Y2: Verse)
Last night went down
No one talking money then I'm nowhere to be found
Nigga skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr
Nigga skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr skr
I keep one in the canon like a pirate lil nigga
Codes I ain't neva seen a trill one switch up
Soon as you gettin it that's when piglets throw the snitches at cha
You hope them drugs do me in nigga keep wishing
I'm on a Sci-Fi hieroglyphic time difference
You sell ya soul for these hoes youza hoe nigga
Bitch imma chief sipping Tea
On my P's anesthesia
Wit my G's 7th letter
Some are B's some are C's
I'm on deez niggas heads
OG said don't go fed
Get that bread one in hand Mega Man Gra-ta-ta
Don't just stand there waiting on a hand out nigga
I got 99 problems I am 99 Ether
I set it off Queen LaTifah
Just being quite frank Aretha
Bus it Jada you might get the bag
Stick in that Pinkett it's real if you ink it
All of you rats got a cold day in hell
All of my tats got a story to tell
Shit on deez niggas I feel like Odell
Dots on yo dog I'm Cruella de Vil
Gra-ta-ta-ta
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green
Colors keep Blue Steel
Colors all Gold in my grill
Colors Red blood stains on bills
Colors White cocaine on plates
Colors Orange shirts from County
Colors Brown liquor drowning
Colors I see Red
Colors Money all Blue and Green

(J Soulja: Verse)
I'm seeing Red Fuck what choo read
Fuck what choo heard fuck what they said
I'm at they neck fuck up they breath
I want the Blues I don't want less
Hoe I want sex open them legs
Show me that Pink I put in the head
Black on my gun it's one in the head
Green in my lungs the shit is my meds
Yuh
Gotta Yella bitch she a Black Queen
I gotta White bitch wanna be the same thing
I got Blood brother hangin wit my cousin dem
I don't bang but my family on the same team
Like Crimson I'm Tide of deez hoe ass niggas
I multiply fans everywhere my show at nigga
I want the bread I can't hang where they loaf at nigga
I got my nuts on hang know my gonads bigger
You betta go ask niggas I got the glow on me
Fuck De La Hoya boy I got the Gold on me
You can't box a nigga in bitch I'm rope-a-dope
Purple dro got me chillin wit the Holy Ghost
Blue dream when I tote make a nigga float
Imma grind til my donuts fuck a Holy Mo
Earn my stripes Black and White cuz I want it mo'
Blue and Green for the booking if you want the show
Nigga
(Chorus)
(T.F: Verse)
I see Black thru these bunk shades
I see Blue thru these bandanas
I just blew thru some bandanas
On some Dolce Gabandanas
Look
I see packs of the Purp
I see packs of the Blue and the Green
I see packs of the Yea
That shit Whiter than 12
I see fire Red I spit hell flames I inspire the dead
I see candle light after candle light
I see Black on Black yeah
But I still feel like Rocket in Colors
At the county I rep that
So keep thinking I left that
And that's where you get left at
Look
Yeah my strolie got Blue face
Yeah my handreds got Blue strips
Used to hang pics wit toothpaste
Yeah my Ruger got Blue tips
I see pussy Pink when I see you niggas
Yeah you niggas got loose lips
Yea don't be a menace if you really bitches
Yeah you actin like Toothpick
It's the prophecy
Aye
All I'm seeing big facts
All I'm seeing is Red flags
How ya'll supposed to be troopers it's big cap
All I'm seeing is Gold plated
That mean you ain't solid nigga
No
Yeah I'm Skanless like Gold Daytons and 40 oz bottles nigga
Whoa
Yeah I'm still on my campaign
My leather match champagne
When it come to the Black and Whites I'm like Stevie Wonder
Yeah I ain't seen a damn thang
It's a damn shame what I spent on these Cartiers
And deez bitches the plain frames
It's a damn shame what I spent on this bling bling
Yeah this shit came wit K flames
Killa

Colors ft. J Soulja, T.F - prod by NSD & Anmtdi

Oops
I think I did it again
Ballin' like Brittney in here
Harder than Penny and dem
My bitch is really a ten
Skk Skk get rid of ya man
Bend ova do dat again
Take that like Diddy be sayin'
I'm in it til the sun light get in
I put it on ya tongue like Megan
Crash in ya walls like a dead man
Tryna deep throat til it's dead end
She about to lose her religion
We gon' put them panties out of bidness
Bout to knock her boots off Timbaland
Drop it like you wanna be a millionaire
She a super duper freak I feel like Rickie James James
Only thing I let get to my head is yo bitch face
We just tryna catch a couple bodies not a case
All this Puma runnin' round me girl what is Usain
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Where ya boyfriend?
Go both ways where ya girlfriend?
We gon' have to leave a lil early
Slice a lil cake for ya birthday
I heard a nigga sick allergy
Her ass in my hands like All State
Bring all the hoes home nigga they all safe
Keep a lil diamond like a home plate
Lil head on the way not a long date
Chop her right after that dance
She got dat wap like goddamn
Tell yo doctor let's shake hands
She said organic don't panic
I need that Tour like De France
I see that thump from the front
This bitch gon' give me Goosebumps
I said it once
She a super duper freak I feel like Rickie James James
Only thing I let get to my head is yo bitch face
We just tryna catch a couple bodies not a case
All this Puma runnin' round me girl what is Usain
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup
Show me wasup show me wasup

Puma - prod by scorpio prodz

Parking the drop I hop out with the whop and knot
Lil boppa gon' slob on the top
She gon' need Jesus I pass her to Feezy
That's gloss on her lips but that's not why they greasy
See what that head do I fucked up her hairdo
She just got a bob and I'm out with the Mob
Lookin tonight I'm yo stylist again
When I cut cho lil rug and I split that's The End
Think you gon' fuck and get dollaz from me
Want some gators bitch go kick a rock in some Crocs
Attitude pissy bitch
Don't make me go get a Rnb singer to piss on yo top
Feel like the shit like I'm Odell
I tell that bitch oh well you ain't gettin no key to no suite
Especially if that is like Oh Hell Naw bitch
Betta stop using teeth if you slobber' on me
Do not disturb if I'm out wit ya girl nigga pull up on me
Imma hop out like "word"
Don't even need it that shit was convenient
Got way more in store and your bitch is a 4
5 if I'm tipsy the fuck gotten into me
Under a 6 you gotta sleep on the floor
Right where I got her got top in the morning
Woke up and said can you go get me some water
Say no to vodka that's too many boppers
Got too many choppaz that's too many problems
I don't think this bitch Yugoslavia
Mumbling something' she do it the sloppiest
All in my DM like where is the party
All she wanna know is who picking me up
I gotta bean for the one in the pink I told DJ E Feezy
We skeamin' or what

Lil momma
Lil momma
Lil momma
Lil momma
Lil momma
Stop playin this yo song
Stop playin this yo song
Stop playin this yo song
Stop playin this yo song

We not in love we just out in the club
I can't tell you the time but it's time for a nut
You right on time I can tell where yo mind at
You wanna be down I got Brandy and cups
Look here lil momma if I call you Lamonica
Just put my thermometer all on yo tongue
If you smell like watermelon or water I won't leave you dripping
I'll give you lil sum
You gotta theme song and I gotta be home
If I'm on a bean imma bust and then reload
Long as you ain't on no stalker shit I prolly call you again
Shit only G-o-d know
You know she gotta good head on her shoulders
If she start looking round and say "you seen my hair tie?"
Girl you just one of dem ones
Where you say you was from
Imma need that again and I can't lie

Lil Freak - prod by Dame Tha Producer

Slow
Loud
Bangin
Slow
Loud
Bangin
They call me tril
Another l
Er
You just a op
One in his top
Soon as it spark
Send em to god
Can't make it stop
Petty as fuck
Pull up and pop
Skirt off in drop
Take his lil bop
Fuck her then swap
My nigga mob
This for my dawg

Still on they neck nigga
Drive behind tint silhouette nigga
Drank got me sounding dyslexic
Slow loud and bangin in Texas
That's on the set nigga
Stay on that purp I'm perplexed nigga
That ain't no cap nigga
Slow loud and bangin in Texas

That's a bitch nigga trait
Put that mop in they face
They don't scream gang gang when we hop out
Get away clean put that beam on em
Somebody lean on em
Just want that m take the op out
If that pussy ain't knock out it's back to the racks
I just called me a thot bitch to jab on
Paranoid I got haters that watch
It's one hand on my Glock
So I fuck with my mask on
In the slab so I'm slow loud and bangin
I got dead homies I screw the sad songs
Nigga still on them beans
Told him chill on that lean
Popped a perc so he actin a asshole
Ballin solo so I called a iso
I got heart but that bitch turning ice cold
Put a bird in that box
She gon flock to that knot
Told her I get that gwap wit my eyes closed
On that drank countin slow

Slow
Loud
Bangin
Slow
Loud
Bangin
They call me tril
Another l
Er
You just a op
One in his top
Soon as it spark
Send em to god
Can't make it stop
Petty as fuck
Pull up and pop
Skirt off in drop
Take his lil bop
Fuck her then swap
My nigga mob
This for my dawg

Still on they neck nigga
Drive behind tint silhouette nigga
Drank got me sounding dyslexic
Slow loud and bangin in Texas
That's on the set nigga
Stay on that purp I'm perplexed nigga
That ain't no cap nigga
Slow loud and bangin in Texas

I put one in this drum
Have that beat goin dumb
You gon sing out ya lungs before you exit
How he pro wit these tools
We ain't even go to school for that shit
Lot of b's in the section
If it ain't slow loud and bangin
I don't know who the fuck raised you niggas
I got the keys fuck a lesson
We don't celebrate no birthdays no more
Nigga I see mo candles on curbs when that death hit
Only time I turn cheek when she naked
I just stretch it and flip it like trainers
When I slip and I slide in that pink
We got records to break
It's like Trick Daddy Trina
Bitch be crushing that bone like hyena
Indian it's just chicken marsala
Really thuggin it's easy to hate but it's harder to love
I get that from my momma
I get high and drive slow

Slow
Loud
Bangin
Slow
Loud
Bangin
They call me tril
Another l
Er
You just a op
One in his top
Soon as it spark
Send em to god
Can't make it stop
Petty as fuck
Pull up and pop
Skirt off in drop
Take his lil bop
Fuck her then swap
My nigga mob
This for my dawg

Still on they neck nigga
Drive behind tint silhouette nigga
Drank got me sounding dyslexic
Slow loud and bangin in Texas
That's on the set nigga
Stay on that purp I'm perplexed nigga
That ain't no cap nigga
Slow loud and bangin in Texas

504 - prod by Arza

Y2

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