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

Pnb - prod by Y2

Role Model - Prod by Dame

Listen Linda (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

Look I was suitable
Casual Mona Lisa
Police pull up
How beautiful
Get it ten four this is
Getting crucial conflict
Touché nonsense nauseous nonchalant
You know that croutons don’t always taste
Good in salads
If that’s your truth then that’s your truth is what they all say
So this my truth fuck what y’all say
And they say
You make the bed that you sleep in
I’m hardly in mines on weekends
I take my demons to deacons and hire housekeeping
I looked you in the eye
Rotten fruit in the pie
Not the coolest of pilots
You do it in silence
I’m bool off you
I been secluded like pirate
Brand new to surprises
It’s too indescribable
Throw in some vices
Like fries and sprite
With that attitude
After you
Ima need parachutes
Another random
Temper tantrum
Temperature outside is fit for tanning bed
But you choose hammers to my head
Dead
Tripping like two shoes tied
No poo poo fly
Be suicide to stay
I’m good off you like Megan
Could be nice
But you not human kind
You probably monster
Why you always extra
Petty ass pedestrian
We made the bed that we lay in
You found a hair in it later
Was getting ready for Vegas
You wanted housekeeping
Linda listen
Linda listen
Look Linda
Linda
Listen first of all
She my real sister
Linda
Look
Listen Linda
Look
Listen look Linda
Linda
Look
Could’ve had em all
But I really didn’t
Linda
I didn’t
That’s just a housekeeper
I’ll be back around
When you need me most
Try harder we’ll die harder
Who’s Willis
Zip it
Your lips ain’t on exhibit
Poker face
Lord knows who else been dealing
More is less but of course this
World war
Chivalry opens doors
Middle fingers in corner stores
What the fuck for
I don’t tell my own homeboys stories
Or report
Bad match
That part
First of all
We ain’t doing no source awards
Next door neighbors blame us
Pointing fingers now
Why you pointing yours
Pretty long fall from grace
What the fuck you want my social for
No contact
Contracts not for marriage
But for divorce court

Listen Linda - prod by scorpio prodz

Nightmare on yo street
God wita goatee
Ridin' round wit the Ray nigga we gon' see
Hand over those keys
Actin' accordingly
Thor wita hammer approach Loki
Ese know the play nigga La Rasa outside wit it loaded
Huh
Enuf wit the Three Six lines I am more beast
Boy keep that in mind
This a Keith Sweat heat check blaaoow
Change ya face now it's morphing
Aaron Halls out singing the lungs out
These niggas is all fucked Orgies
Been in this John long enough
To permanently thermal ya short sleeve
It's smart car next driving Dorky
Like fuck is the door key?
When Quarantine is over I'm still in mine
Like the bloodline Vorhees
Impatient this Porsche a different interpretation of hold ya horses
You sound like a fed imma hole it over ya fuckin head like a dolphin
Born bred for life
What is the lord implying?
I'm a glorified Giant wita certified bloodline
Only birth defect is I'm so fuckin' godly
War is hereditary bunch of up to no Goodfellas
What the fuck's a felony?
No I.D riding around like bombs over your bitch
A peace sign wita peace and a beam on it
Shot 15 just as clean look what the boy done did
It works for me I put in work nigga Andale
Only Kings wear crowns but the Gods are over ya head
Shu Shu Shu Shu Shu
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Shu
We don't need Top Golf to get cha Tee knocked off
I can drop a 8 and one hook and still be considered Top 4
That four sweep I sleep wit the stick thats what the mop for
So wadaya say beanie down my face no more locked doors
Bitch I have been dying to taste it
Memoirs of a geisha
This not what choo thinking
You haunted by Jason
Don't write shit like Masons
I'm start to think that I'm probably mutated
That's up for debate
I am nothing to play with
Like imaginary friends that ain't the scary part
I am Tyson in the 90's eat head and heart
This ain't no warning shot I am just all you got
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Prophecy
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Ruler
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Ruler
Really nigga this ain't what choo want
Shu
Shu Shu Shu
I'm all you got?
Shu Shu Shu
That's all you got?
Shu Shu Shu
I'm all you got?
Shu Shu Shu
Shu
God

Shu Shu Shu - prod by scorpio prodz

I don't know who needs to hear this
You fuckin' up the vibe do not come near me
Don't blow the high we on the ceiling
No peace of mind mo' company for misery
Baby you need to try some Humdelelelelelelelelele
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
Nigga I don't even like the way sage smells
Energy vampire nigga stay in hell
Week and a half ass nigga this is day 12
Fuck is you mad should be mad at cha damn self

(Y2: Verse)
I gotta bone to pick witchoo
Too busy so the shit just slipped my mind
I can't control these things
How many hoes you bringing?
How many niggas you wit?
How many yo niggas bringing niggas?
They prolly got some enemies up in here
But choo ain't thinking' that far ahead or ahead of time
Don't need to be watching my back nigga just pick a better time
How you don't know I'm prolly wit some bitches that we both hit
The last code I ever broke was the one to the safe
Lucky deez niggas wit me is wide awake
I could feel yo energy before you had some shit to say
Felt that shit from miles away
That's why my dreaded nigga had to light a fucking sage
Type of nigga muggin bitches when the hoes round
Nigga sit down chill out we ain't on that
Can't even leave a fuckin' stack around
I should know dat
Must stash it like Borat
Soulja whatchoo call that?

(J Soulja: Verse)
I been noticing
Niggas claiming my circle but don’t roll wit me
I see the hoe in you
I’m the holy me
God body take notes hoe you know dis me
I turned poor into poetry
Hallelujah I’m the one that walk on water
Not a stain on me
They out here tryna make it rain
But watch me reign on you
Baby know me as a ruler
Gave her inches when I meter
All these haters on my dick
It was hard from me the seat her
I'm one to make it shake
Like seizure
And I’m cold on a bitch might freeze ya
I can’t really vibe wit you guys
When I try
It’s line that divides
You and I on top like a dot on a i
Fuck wit mine might result with a dot on ya eye
Real shit all I do is plot guap to the sky
If I fall I’ma land on the sky lil nigga

You fuckin' up the vibe do not come near me
Don't blow the high we on the ceiling
No peace of mind mo' company for misery
Baby you need to try some Humdelelelelelelelelele
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You not the vibe you not the vibe You not the vibe you not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
You wanted all this smoke around all these hoes around
And you are not the vibe
Nigga I don't even like the way sage smells
Energy vampire nigga stay in hell
Week and a half ass nigga this is day 12
Fuck is you mad should be mad at cha damn self

Humdelelele ft. J Soulja - prod by NSD & Charlie Mumbles

No need for gun fire
Bitch I'm fire
Another rhyme and somebody dies
It's becoming so Common I ain't from the Chi
So cut to the chase get cho body botched
Slaughter yo house I am knife to your tummy tuck
Up to something attic on average I'm still Master class
You deez new niggas signing up
Just face it choo facing a God
It's unfortunate situation you basic bitch
Calm it down
Bitch I am the new breath of Texas
I'm Ali express and Muhammad in every round
Somebody tell Nas I'm Skillmatic
Might need him on that shit
No accidental murder now
Lil feeling' I'm Rap and reborn
Gotta fill in like taxes
That Top Ten is coming down
Aside from this
God's new prophet it's obviously
Napalm strong this a re-flex
Y'all shoulda been warned
Jason Re-Bourne ain't that about a b-itch
No match for God I'm famous for my flame and horns
Got Damion?
Goddamn God Bless Godzilla
I'm clip ready tip still don't smoke no cigar
I'm Muay Thai'd than kicks man hit man 99 my nigga
I am LeBron Leonidas with Bronchitis
Coughing on 55 students wit lice
Wita smile on my face
I'm nice and I'm Class-sick
You are Pop Warner I am Botswana hot
Pop and swatting mosquitoes blocking the sun
Top spot I am Spock
You are not Star on a Trek
Back wita stroke, boat, tackle box and black n mild
Bop Thot wita furry box Chewbacca
Jersey raised told my Bay I'm onne
Turn on tha Cam-Den stay on phone like we don't know life matters
Pat-ER-son
Back wit that Newark
Prince on Ten but a King on nine nine
Nine nine nine nine nine nine
Oh that's yo boo?
Ask her
You don't want No Parts wit me like spelling Strap On backwards
I am Return Of The Dragon with nuts hanging
Like the back of Ford F-150 trucks
Wita Dallas Cowboys bumper sticker
Whata nigga whataburger what if murder was the case?
What a day to be alive wita bopper beside me
Sucking dick while I drive by bible studies screaming I Am God
I am flattered dark matter sharks scatter
Back tatted listening to "they smiling in yo face"
Back stabbers Psychedeli-li-li-li-li
Die when I drop I am off the head top of the rope
This is Sprite and some dope
I ignited somebody's new phobia
Man where yo goalie at?
I am Mongolian Poleon
Dynamite got a light?
Got it right Satellite
Sounds bout right
That's a knife appetite satisfied
Jack and Mike Tyson fights
That's a bite black ya eye
Where da ice?
Televised tell em I said this "Die"
Prophecy probably Goblin bobbling bobble heads
Y'all are dead Andale Mandalay
Momma say Mamba Mentality actually
Kobe not dead he got tats on his head he look just like me
Silently signs of me I can be
I can see where this go violently finally
9 million 9 hundred 99 thousand and 99 senses
You're witnessing hypnosis

Prophecy2 - prod by Arza

Told her it's lit huh fling
Go get a zip huh cream
Bitch ain't trick huh Zeem
Smell it through zip lock damn
Bitch I am clean tss tss
Momma ain't raise no bitch
Tryna get the thirst trap did ya?
Bitch just wanted me to hit her with
Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod
Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod
Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod Dat rod
Imma whip this bitch ain't roll the dice until my eyes are closed
Bitch can't hit me wit that shit I know scamma when I see one
Money in dem big ass titties Tia Tamara
Lil bitch from London she said I keep wetta
This shit got me slizzy said can you keep my head up

That purp got me hazy feel a lil lazy I mixed my days wit nights
She want my baby imma have to scrape it
Cookin wit the K's and 9's
Ain' t no guardian of the galaxy
We gon' have to just do with this wraith for now
Ridin' round wit my favorite gun and my day one bitch
Don't get sprayed like cologne
I don't even like to stay for long dip back to the chips
Give a fuck whatchoo got on
She ain't gotta be no team player just keep it playa
Or the bitch get the high road
Need the work get the Wayan like Damon
You ain't moving whatchoo sayin' what coo sayin'
Keep playing imma make a new arrangement
Get to it we don't speak the same language
Gotta asian lil bitch like mingling
Betta cuff ya hoe up nigga clink clink
Or end up wita dot on his head like a Indian
If niggas start poppin' out the Cherokee
Run it back boy I'm cool on yo thot she a regular
A lil degular sending long text on a cellular
Who?
Oh that's me
Just dropped a classic nigga still O-D

Dat Rod - prod by Richiie

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

I came for blood
More blood
Just yours
Just yours
Just yours
Want mine?
Come here

Off witcha top of course this off the top
Rope Dope Ali be back
Nonsense not to be fucked with
El Shaddai I've been exercising demons
I'm a monster dancing bomb tick
Think I give a fuck
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies
Think I give a fuck

Hardly nigga Hello
Hologram it's bout to make it obvious
Do you think I give a fuck?
Do you think I give a fuck?
Highly doubt it that's a doctor, cop and sirens problem now

If he bleeds
If he doesn't
I'm coming for blood
If he bleeds
If he doesn't
I don't give a fuck
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies
Think I give a fuck

I been sacrificial not the one that had the issues
Shots these warning cataclysmic
All my clones yeah that shit's history
Launch with the war heads
Time for me to go there
Y'all go need a Paul bearer
Gotta take em all there
That shit over my dead body
Anybody everybody gettin' bodied
This about to be another body daddy
I take it easy on em it still feels like easy does it
No heart on sleeve it's not me that need it
I eat the others
I'm handy dandy Danny Glover Danny Leigh'n out bodies
Buzzards top of yo husband
Prostitues on crystal meth I fuck it up
And Y2Pac apocalypse I'm right on time nigga
Rap game boat sank I am Show Boat am I lying nigga?
That's the ugly fucking truth and I'll be fine nigga
They want me and only me give a fuck who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies who dies
Who dies who dies who dies
Think I give a fuck

Shu Shu Shu - prod by scorpio prodz

Y2

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