POTLUCK 
Hook
Bring something to the table
Acting like you unable
I'm financially stable
Y'all niggas incapable
Bitches always want a fable
Niggas always want a favor
I ain't doing no more favors
Bring something to the table
[Potluck x2]
I ain't doing no more favors
[Potluck x2]
Bring Something to the table
(X2)

Verse 1
Look,
I ain't doing no more favors
If I do then let it savor
I can never ever save her
Look at all the shit I gave her
Should've known she was a player
Should've seen them niggas play us
Should've seen them niggas change up
Should've seen my niggas came up
They don't speak my language
Call my line and I'll hang up
Stay up in your own lane Bruh
Cause them niggas really ain't us
On God them niggas ain't us
Taking shots well aim up
Niggas act like bitches bitches bitches
Swear they ass so lame Bruh
Hit a nigga with the tab
Broke bitches get passed
Never let em see the stash
So much drive I crash
Thinking life so easy
I'm Thinking y'all so greedy
Niggas act like I need them
Fuck niggas y'all need me
Look, Pull up with 2 of my niggas and a whole lotta women y'all niggas can't get em/
And if they talk to y'all we gon kick them out the Vip send em to general admission/
Baby girl you made your decision/
Now your ass gotta live with it/
And I don't hate ya
Just ain't doing no more favors/

[Hook]

Verse 2
Hey,
She said that she wants some more, Hey/
Ima have to let her know, Hey/
swear I said all this all before/
If you saying you want more/
you gotta cough up dough/
RUN IT, MONEY/
I NEED, SOMETHING/
THIS A POTLUCK, GOTTA THROW IN/
Really girl you gotta throw in/
Keep the ass don't throw it/
Women saying they the wifey type/
But Don't do a damn thing to show it/
I gave my all, I gave my all to the wall/
I gave my all from my heart/
How you forgot/
I showed you nothing but love/
You gotta play my part/
Bitch don't start/
Hell nah Bitch don't start/
must be thinking you smart/
There is more fishes in sea and you bouta make me turn to a motherfucking shark/
I don't rock with niggas if I don't eat with em/
Cause niggas compete with their own niggas/
It's funny how they wasn't searching with ya for the pot of gold but gold diggin/
Bitch niggas just bitch nigga/
And hang around more bitch niggas/
Funny thing with all these bitch niggas/
Is they never have any bitches with em/

[HOOK]

Potluck(Prod. by Woyne)

QUICK TRIP

[Verse1]
Secondary to the money baby/
None these girls can phase/
None of these hoes can play me/
She said nigga please save me/
Just go and get the money baby/
All these niggas act shady/
All these niggas talk crazy/
All these niggas are lazy/
I been roll, I've been in some shit/
She said she want smoke, so I bought her ass a hookah pin/
She said where the dope, I'm like fuck it here we go again/
Said she changed her ways now she acting like a hoe again/
Basic bitch/
She pulling up, slay that bitch/
Hell to no, Don't chase that bitch/
Go to go, replacing them/
I'm too dope, face the shit/
She on top like a Sunday/
Fucked her once on a Monday/
Strike a pose baby model/
Dick as long as the run way/

[Hook]
New phone, who this?/
Who that, my bitch/
Nice kicks, nice fit/
too late I'm lit/
What you wanna be my bitch?/
What you wanna roll with the clique/
Baby girl gas me up/
Gas up, Quick Trip/
New phone, who this?/
Who that, my bitch/
Nice kicks, nice fit/
It's too late I'm lit/

[Verse2]
Got your number, I ain't texting/
Wanna know why, you be flexing/
Bring friends, to my section/
presidential, no election/
Got more women in the cut/
Old bitch looking mad as fuck/
Bring some scissors to booth/
Niggas getting cut/
One up one up/
Gas up, gas up/
Broke niggas stand up/
Wait, that's not us/
Tell niggas kick rocks, on the rocks that's ice/
Bad bitches hands up, ouuu girl you nice/
Talking nice like right/
Talking right like hype/
Legs spread like Jordan/
Talking Jordan like Mike/
Finns dip Rotel/
Gas up roll L's/
Pretty girls are QT/
Basic hoes at the shell/

Quick Trip - Single

Quick Trip

Release Date:
18 April 2019

Explicit Content

Beat by The Beat Plug x Don Camillo
Produced by The Beat Plug x Don Camillo x Dylan "Paperboy" Castora

Pre-Hook]
I’ve been rolling through the city
It’s a go every time (aye)
All my niggas with me
We’ve been out on the grind (aye)
Moving like I’m Diddy
Like I’m straight from NY(aye)
Whole team with it 
Boy, this a gold mine

[Hook]
We Up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now now now 

[Bridge]
I’ve been rolling 
Rolling, I’ve been rolling
You can’t stop me 
Haters…

[Verse]
Please stay the fuck from round me
I’ve been focused on putting on my whole team
I don’t need distractions
I don’t need no wifey
I’ve been praying hard
Even for my enemies
Who you trying to be when it’s time for you to..
Leave out leave out
Ask myself that everyday
Lot of weight, that’s a lot of weight
Man I need some time to just meditate
Need some time to myself now 
Man I need some time to get my head straight
Lot of shit been going on, but I’m changing life for my niggas mane
And that’s real
We don’t really care how you feel
We been rolling rolling on these wheels
I’m a need a house on the hills 
For my sister, for my brother
We need mills (aye)

[Pre-Hook]
Rolling through the city
It’s a go every time (aye)
All my niggas with me
We’ve been out on the grind (aye)
Moving like I’m Diddy
Like I’m straight from NY(aye)
Whole team with it 
Boy, this a gold mine

[Hook]
We Up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now now now 

[Bridge]
I’ve been rolling now now
I’ve been rolling now now
You can’t stop me now now 
You can’t stop me

[Verse 2]
In the rap game boy I’m a prodigy
With a football team so you know we mobbing
Deep as ever never playing games
We ain’t got the time for no plain jane
Shout out ASAP Fergy Ferg
But we still Striving, that’s everyday
We’ve been wishing for a lot of things 
God come through when you work and pray
I’m just waiting on the time I can call my pops and tell him quit his job today
Fuck a bag, I gotta suitcase, yea it’s all business when we talking plates
Talking cheese
Is we talking greens
Need all of that and don’t make it late 
Gah damn (uh-huh)
We don’t really care how you feel now (uh-huh)
We been rolling rolling on these wheels now (uh-huh)
I’m a need a house on the hills 
For my sister, for my brother
We need bills now (aye)

[Pre-Hook]
Rolling through the city
It’s a go every time (aye)
All my niggas with me
We’ve been out on the grind (aye)
Moving like I’m Diddy
Like I’m straight from NY(aye)
Whole team with it 
Boy, this a gold mine

[Hook]
We Up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now we up (aye)
Now we up we up
Now now now 

[Outro]
I’ve been rolling now now
I’ve been rolling now now
You can’t stop me now now 
You can’t stop me

18 April 2019

GOLDMINE

DUB LYRICS

Blk Cupid, Trap Cupid/
Man if you don’t get the fuck out my section/

HOOK
Nah I can’t dance, but I can fuck/ 
I don’t got the time to fall in love/
Got your bitch in the section at the club/
I Thought I told y’all niggas you a dub/
Ima send her back before brunch/
Bitch I’m from the Nawf, I throw it up/
TLC, your boy a scrub/
Thought I told ya hoes was a dub/

Verse 1
Mobbing through the hotel lobby with a chick/ 
I don’t know her name, but it probably is your bitch/
Run up get done up, don’t get your ass hit/
Got her, hit her, flipped her, Get it/
Wanna dance on me, but I dubbed that/
Moved to the right, I call that dub step/
Niggas in the club mugging like they want smoke/
I’ll see them in a coughing, call it puff pass/
The way she posting all them snaps, you’d think her section lit/
You dressed like that to sit around, oh that’s your flexing fit/
Okay your nigga getting loud, well lets address this shit/
Sit your broke ass down with your broke ass bitch/
 
HOOK

VERSE 2 
Nah I can’t dance, I just bop/
Shot boy killed the Milly rock/
Can’t wife you up, you a thot/
When the beat drop gimme top/
Better yet good sex/
Getting my feet wet/
Leaving your seat wet/
Moaning to Keith Sweat/
Nah I can’t dance baby, but I can reject/
She call me Cat daddy/
Tell her I eat cat/
Very well, unless your shit smell/
I got hoes in the Lobby, basic bitches at the shell/
Can’t hold a dime, so I throw it down the well/
She wished I was her man, I just wish her that she was well, damn/
Ima show you how deep a man can get/
Brought your girl to club, that’s your big regret/
Where the cash in the club from Instagram and shit/
Do not call her bitch, that’s my teachers pet/

HOOK

OUTRO 
That’s why I left hoe, left hoe/
Didn’t even sweat though/
I didn’t even like at least I got it off my chest though/ 
Uh, oh, low blow/ 
Least I made it known though/
Wife’n hoes at the club/
Hell no, fuck no/

Been Straight

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Lyrics:

Lord I know I don’t pray this often 
I know I don’t pray often
And when it rains it pours is the weather bad this often?
I just can’t hear you God , I really just can’t hear you
Ain’t really trying to fear , I’m just really tryna feel you.

I need all the keys to life to help my dreams unlock
you better fight for what you want cuz all these demons can box
I got so many thoughts running through my mind leave me so conflicted
but whats faith if there ain’t no committed?
Admit it
We want the medals like I win Olympics, Chad Hendrick
I’m on a wave I got these niggas drifting
I stay consistent
Life is like a war,  we often grow vindictive
and draw the gun like it’s artistic , yea
The winning ticket brought the fame here, I can’t fear
My niggas choosen, the Jane potent
It’s  like I want so many things in life but can’t afford it , ay
This ain’t the middle man
Clean like a dental plan
Give me the dough to rap
I’m sick of the hoes in fact
Niggas ain’t holding back
These niggas be acting like hoes , I really don’t fuck wit that
Got my hands on the map , I’m taking her shopping “I’ll hold your bag” 
This is before the plaques
Got top in the rov and crashed
I’m digging yo hoe in the back 
I hit her no shoulder pads , this is “return of mac” you heard of that , ay

Lord I know I don’t pray this often 
I know I don’t pray often
And when it rains it pours is the weather bad this often?
I just can’t hear you God , I really just can’t hear you
Ain’t really trying to fear , I’m just really tryna feel you.

Lord Knows

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