on me

Hey, Now why the hell you mad? 
You ain’t getting shit
Your bitch got a fat ass on her, I been touched that shit
I don’t even mean to flex on you, but I got this shit
And you don’t got shit
2024, bitch I run this shit
Bitch you bad as shit

Yea, this ho bisexual 
She wants me and my sis
That ho right there, I blocked that bitch
I don’t text that bitch 
Thrash, then dismiss

Yea I got 9 lives
No I do not hiss
Must be tryna die
If you try to diss
My chop’ do that talking
Yea, I don’t gotta diss
Try to keep my distance, these niggas like to switch 👀

My guns got attachments 
Yea them goddamn switches
All my hoes got asses
I got bad bad bitches
All my hoes got accents
I got foreign bitches
B.M, the W, yea I’m foreign whipping 
No I, don’t fuck with you, yea you steady bitching
Bout some bitches, boy you steady bitching
Boy go get some, yuh go get some chicken
Girl I’m tryna fuck sum’ , I’m not tryna lock shit in

[Hook]
Hey, Now why the hell you mad?  
You ain’t getting shit
Now why the hell you mad, yea cause you can’t get this shit
Your bitch got a fat ass on her, I been touched that shit
I don’t even mean to flex on you, but I got this shit

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yaya Yeah Young Yeah Young Yaya Yeah

Yuh, that ho did me bad
That ho did me bad I hopped up in my bad yuh yuh
That ho did me bad
That ho did me bad, I’ll have more money than she’ll ever have

Than she’ll ever touch yuh
Then she’ll ever have
Can I get a touch yuh
Touch of that fat ass hey
Everything I’m touching, yea it turn to gold
I’m tryna touch some plaques, bitch im tryna go gold yuh

Golden yuh
Golden yuh
Golden hey yuh
Golden
Yea I’m going in yuh yea
I’m going in
Love my slimes yea yea
Love my twins

That boy said he fu- yea
How fucking with them boys, but yo ass claiming O
O, the O, don’t play lil ho
You playing with fire boy if you playing with O

Send my O, My bro, to kick your door
Send that hey, that boy to wipe your nose
That lil thot tryna fuck on me say “woah woah woah”
That lil thot tryna hey I say “no no no”

Do my dance in this ho
In this ho ho ho yea
Do my dance in this ho 
Hit the woah woah woah yea
Merry Christmas to yall boys, im with yall ho ho ho
I sip red, I sip green, Merry Christmas ho

Golden

(Yea) 
Yea under any circumstance, I run it up
Had to go boss up and get my money up
Play that Yaya, got em cutting up 
In my ride, bitch im cutting up
Yea this bitch bad, she not boring yea
Knew I was a star since I was born yea
Yea, I’m steady fucking on this foreigner 

I don’t know where the fuck she from
I don’t know her name
I just want that tongue 
Yea I’m in her belly (belly)
Yea just like some Tums (tums)
Yea I’m in her mouth (her mouth)
Yea I’m in her gums (gums)
That boy say he ‘bout it
But he run from guns
Don’t play with my money
Don’t play with my funds
I ain’t playing ‘round
This shit not for fun
I ain’t fucking ‘round 
Tryna be number 1

Yea only want her for a couple nights
Yea I rent that pussy, a couple nights yea
Took a couple flights yea
Got overseas, looking really nice yea
That bitch real bad, yea she looking real real nice yea

(Yea that bitch really bad, but she’ll fuck your friend and she won’t feel bad, go make some money then you won’t feel sad,
I can’t hand around these niggas, yea they fed just like Vlad)


Yea under any circumstance, I run it up
Had to go boss up and get my money up
Play that Yaya, got em cutting up 
In my ride, bitch im cutting up
Yea this bitch bad, she not boring yea
Knew I was a star since I was born yea
Yea, I’m steady fucking on this foreigner

Foreigner

I just woke up this morning
Yawn and stretching 
I just woke up
Yawn and stretching 
I just pulled up on your bitch I’m-
I just pulled up on your bitch and now I’m pussy stretching 
I just pulled up to the bank and now my wallet stretching
I went to the bank, I ain’t stressing
Bout that lil thot, hell nah, I ain’t stressing yuh
Hop up on the mic, lil bitch im blessing ya
Lil up coming nigga, yea his name is Yaya

Ya Ya bitch
That ho asked “I wanna fuck?” Say Ya Ya bitch
Gimme that pack Ya
Talking ‘bout right now
Gimme that pack Ya
Oh, he’s talking crazy then come let’s make the block hot
Me and my boy rolling dice, not playing hopscotch 
It’s Young Yaya in this bitch but I’m the big boss
Rick Ross huh, I’m the big boss
Shout out, yea to Jahm0ss 

I just woke up this morning, yawn and stretching 
I just woke up yuh, yawn and stretching
I just pulled up on your bitch I’m-
just pulled up on your bitch and now I’m pussy stretching 
I just pulled up to the bank and now my wallet stretching
I went to the bank, I ain’t stressing
Bout that lil thot, hell nah, I ain’t stressing yuh
Hop up on the mic, lil bitch im blessing ya
Lil up coming nigga, yea his name is Yaya

(Lil up coming nigga yea his name is Yaya)

Stretch (Jahm0ss, Kry4u)

That money gon’ come in forever 
Im smoking on exotic gas, that pressure
Bitch I be riding ‘round town with them steppers 
Talking down on me, see me and berettas
Talking down on us, nigga you get wet up
I got your ho in the crib giving neck up
If you ain’t talking ‘bout money, then shut up
I ain’t no doctor but I got that check up 
Yea… I’m in the crib with Jahm0ss
I got that pole on my lap, nigga run in here, he getting knocked off
That nigga talking down on the gang but his bitch done sucked us off
I got your ho in the crib, she spreading her legs, I do a Divin Dolph

Wait, I mean I do a dolphin dive 
Man what a time to be alive 
Your bitch sucking dick with a lot of saliva
He talking shit, send that boy to the gods, you would think that nigga was reading the Bible
Your bitch treat the dick like a thanksgiving dinner, she come in and gobble

No nigga I’m not finna squabble 
Hop in the whip and I’m going full throttle
Your bitch suck the dick like the milk in a bottle
These niggas my sons, man these niggas some toddlers
These niggas be sweater than some fucking cobbler
My pockets on green, nigga just like cava
If you ain’t talking bout money… silence


(Ya)
Yea it’s forever money coming in yuh
Forever imma stand on 10 yuh
This ho steady playing games man this shit whatever, imma fuck her friend yuh
Nigga steady making hits man this shit whatever, do this shit again yuh
Yea that Boro bitch fine as hell, best believe im tryna fuck again yuh

Yea
I’m tryna hit IceBox, with my brothers
One thing ‘bout me yea I’ll never switch on my brothers
Yea what bro said I’ll buss your brain ‘bout my brothers
Yea your bitch up in my spot, rock coochie cutters
Yea we ridin ‘round the boro with them cuttas’
Me and 3-L-I, we nothing like the others
This ho telling lies yea she just like the others
Yea im peeping how she’s tryna fuck my brothers (ya ya yaya)

Yuh, yea I got a money pool, yea you know I do a dolphin dive
You in this bitch with lil Yaya
Like what a time to be alive 
You in this bitch with lil 3li
Like what a time to be alive
Yuh run it up till im not alive yuh

That money gon’ come in forever 
Im smoking on exotic gas, that pressure
Bitch I be riding ‘round town with them steppers 
Talking down on me, see me and berettas
Talking down on us, nigga you get wet up
I got your ho in the crib giving neck up
If you ain’t talking ‘bout money, then shut up
I ain’t no doctor but I got that check up 
Yea… I’m in the crib with Jahm0ss
I got that pole on my lap, nigga run in here, he getting knocked off
That nigga talking down on the gang but his bitch done sucked us off
I got your ho in the crib, she spreading her legs, I do a Divin Dolph

Divin Dolph feat. 3li (jahm0ss)

These boys sweet like fruit, we give them boys banana clips
These boys sweet like fruit, we give them boys banana clips
Yea they see me going up and they can’t stand that shit
Yea my-
Yea my bro
Yea my bro
Yea he O
Yuh shoutout V
And shoutout my O
I’m getting thirsty, bitch I gotta pour a 4
Yea we riding deep boy do not play with my folks yea
You keep talking like that boy I’ll snatch your ho
Yea her waist is snatched so imma snatch that ho yea 
She said my music got her in a chokehold yea
Yea under pressure I won’t never choke ho yea
This shit I’m smoking man it ain’t no joke huh yea
We wipe his nose like he was snorting coke huh yea
We wipe his nose like that boy had a cold huh yea
Ya huh



These boys sweet like fruit, we give them boys banana clips
These boys sweet like fruit, we give them boys banana clips
Yea they see me going up and they can’t stand that shit
Yea my-
Yea my bro
Yea my bro
Yea he O
Yuh shoutout V
And shoutout my O
I’m getting thirsty, bitch I gotta pour a 4
Yea we riding deep boy do not play with my folks yea
You keep talking like that boy I’ll snatch your ho
Yea her waist is snatched so imma snatch that ho yea 
She said my music got her in a chokehold yea
Yea under pressure I won’t never choke ho yea
This shit I’m smoking man it ain’t no joke huh yea
We wipe his nose like he was snorting coke huh yea
We wipe his nose like that boy had a cold huh yea
Ya huh

Bananaclips (V)

Yea
Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digital Dash in the Hellcat
Yea, get that good pack 
Move that shit fast like that
That bitch got a real fat ass
Move that shit fast like that
She wan shoot a movie JackBlack
Yeah my life a movie JackBlack
Young rockstar nigga, go to School of Rock,
Nigga just like JackBlack
Yea Young Yaya, yo bitch want a young nigga like that
Yea Young Yaya, you ain’t never seen a young nigga like that
Yea Young Yaya, Yo bitch see me, Yea you know she fucking like that
Yea, I’m popping my shit, She blushing, Huh you like that?
Yea I feel like Playboi Carti, Huh, you like that?

Huh, Yuh, Yea nigga don’t play with my brothers, They ‘bout that (huh, yuh, yea)
Nigga ridin round’ with them cuttas’ , We bout’ that (huh, yuh, yea)
Nigga ridin round’ with them cuttas’ , We shoot that (huh, yuh, yea)
I get that work from my brother, I move that (huh, yuh, yea)


Tryna make some money, I’m tryna do that 
That ho steady choosing, bitch why you do that?
She hear my shit playing, she get to moving
Yea money university, bitch I’m a student
(You know that) (Yea)


Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digi’ dash in the Hellcat
Digital Dash in the Hellcat
Yea, get that good pack 
Move that shit fast like that
That bitch got a real fat ass
Move that shit fast like that
She wan shoot a movie JackBlack
Yeah my life a movie JackBlack
Young rockstar nigga, go to School of Rock,
Nigga just like JackBlack
Yea Young Yaya, yo bitch want a young nigga like that
Yea Young Yaya, you ain’t never seen a young nigga like that
Yea Young Yaya, Yo bitch see me, Yea you know she fucking like that
Yea, I’m popping my shit, She blushing, Huh you like that?
Yea I feel like Playboi Carti, Huh, you like that?

Huh, Yuh, Yea nigga don’t play with my brothers, They ‘bout that (huh, yuh, yea)
Nigga ridin round’ with them cuttas’ , We bout’ that (huh, yuh, yea)
Nigga ridin round’ with them cuttas’ , We shoot that (huh, yuh, yea)
I get that work from my brother, I move that (huh, yuh, yea)


Tryna make some money, I’m tryna do that 
That ho steady choosing, bitch why you do that?
She hear my shit playing, she get to moving
Yea money university, bitch I’m a student
(You know that shit)

JackBlack (ni2fly)

Bitch im not for you, bitch im about my paper
Gotta leave that ho bitch I can’t never save her
I can’t see these hoes in these designer shades yea
I don’t wanna meet you bro, I don’t wanna do no handshakes yea
But your ho she wanna come in here, and make some shake yea
But you ho she wanna come in here so imma have my way
Imma have my way with that ho, imma have my way
We was in Cali smoking good, yea we was in the bay
We can fuck tonight but I won’t ever call her bae
We can fuck tonight but I won’t ever call her back 
Yea the love from that lil ho, you know I’m missing that
Yea the love from that lil ho you know I’m needing that
Thigh pads on a nigga, like a running back
I throw my set up just like a quarterback 
Yea that boy wylin in this bitch, yall better hold him back 
Cause we got sticks all in this bitch you getting pushed right back
Told them don’t push me, you get pushed right back
You sending 5, we sending 10 right back
You sending 10, we send 15 right back
Yea im tryna fuck her that shit stupid fat
Stupid boy you better not buck up buck up 
Yea my brother brother
Got it out the gutter
All these boys my sons I got a lot of baby mothers 
Yea, that money spread, bread and butter yea



Bitch im not for you, bitch im about my paper
Gotta leave that ho bitch I can’t never save her
I can’t see these hoes in these designer shades yea
I don’t wanna meet you bro, I don’t wanna do no handshakes yea
But your ho she wanna come in here, and make some shake yea
But you ho she wanna come in here so imma have my way
Imma have my way with that ho, imma have my way
We was in Cali smoking good, yea we was in the bay
We can fuck tonight but I won’t ever call her bae
We can fuck tonight but I won’t ever call her back 
Yea the love from that lil ho, you know I’m missing that
Yea the love from that lil ho you know I’m needing that
Thigh pads on a nigga, like a running back
I throw my set up just like a quarterback 
Yea that boy wylin in this bitch, yall better hold him back 
Cause we got sticks all in this bitch you getting pushed right back
Told them don’t push me, you get pushed right back
You sending 5, we sending 10 right back
You sending 10, we send 15 right back
Yea im tryna fuck her that shit stupid fat

Stupid boy you better not buck up buck up 
Yea my brother brother
Got it out the gutter
All these boys my sons I got a lot of baby mothers 
Yea, that money spread, bread and butter yea

BreadnButter (Kry4U, Jahm0ss)

lyrics

hop up in that g wag in fast car switching lanes
pop this perc n then i relapse omg i still feel great
kick my feet up then i relax on the gram i see u hate
get my money oh yea i need that had to put food on my plate yea

they tryna bite off my energy they tryna copy me down to the swag yea
pussy boy u not a friend of me i see u watching me get to that bag yea
i had to pull up one time on yo block fuh the bitch n then i gave her back yea
why in the fuck is u watching my pockets lil bitch i can tell that u mad oh yea
when i get big ima drift in a trackhawk im making money lil bitch off a laptop
left that boy bleeding right there on the black top when i pull up got a mf g lock
they talkin down on the gang but that pussy ass boy wont run my fade
pop out g19 maskd tf up in that bih let that mf spray 
he want beef w me pull up w sticks for the one time he gone run away yea yea 
yea yea
moving like a zombie 
rip tha goats gorilla shit just like harambe
stackin up my bread take that trip straight to the bambey
fuckin w me wrong turn yo body into raw waste
at the funeral we blacked out cant wait for yo mom to speak
let me take the stand and tell a story bout this bitch deceased
the reason why he layin down is cause this bitch had beef w me
walk up in that bitch my head is high bitch its rest in pee

hop up in that g wag in fast car switching lanes
pop this perc n then i relapse omg i still feel great
kick my feet up then i relax on the gram i see u hate
get my money oh yea i need that had to put food on my plate

beef w me/rest in piss (bxns5k x upjj)

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