PrayForEm

LYRICS:

Walk inside the club and I’m just a walking bankroll
Two bad bitches on me they do what I say so
She say Desi yeah I fuck with you, you get the pesos
So much damn money I been counting like I’m Bezos
I been keeping cool rock undercover with the fazos
Crush the ice up in the double cup I’m sipping on the Faygo
If you ain’t talking money then you can not speak my lingo
All my 50’s pink it’s looking something like flamingo

I got hella different type of hoes on my roster
Yeah we finna throw a party make sure you don’t get the block hot
Only dap you up if you my brother fuck a high-five
And if you do me wrong don’t got a problem saying bye-bye

Nah I ain’t give a fuck about you yeah
I been here before ain’t nothing I could lose yeah
And if you bout it tell me what you tryna do then
Okay I want like four bitches in this room yeah
Check came in I hit my money dance
Check came in I hit my money dance
I stay rocking shit that you could never have
I show that bitch a quarter-mil she had a heart attack

(Whtny) 

Run it
Run it
Run it back—Renegade
Of course I’m gonna bleed ’em
Late night glide, I was riding with the demons
Made money off computers, still rocking with the shooters
I made so much money off fraud
I spend it stupid

She a bloodsucker
She a body eater
If she want it, then she got it
Course I’m gonna feed her
I get so neurotic in my hood i’m hearing ninas
I just heard an ambulance
I just heard a nee-naw
She wan’ get splashy so I call her Aquafina
Fuck a tax bracket, I spent wealth on these litres
This bitch think I’m cheating ‘cause I told her you can’t call me
Molly, Mary Jane, Whtny—we had an orgy

Geek, I rock Chrome glasses
I barely passed my classes
I’m not good at maths
But I’m good at counting up

She curved me in the past tense
Now she fuck with my fashion
She seen me rocking shows
Now she said she wanna fuck

(Desires)

Walk inside the club and I’m just a walking bankroll
Two bad bitches on me they do what I say so
She say Desi yeah I fuck with you, you get the pesos
So much damn money I been counting like I’m Bezos
I been keeping cool rock undercover with the fazos
Crush the ice up in the double cup I’m sipping on the Faygo
If you ain’t talking money then you can not speak my lingo
All my 50’s pink it’s looking something like flamingo

I got hella different type of hoes on my roster
Yeah we finna throw a party make sure you don’t get the block hot
Only dap you up if you my brother fuck a high-five
And if you do me wrong don’t got a problem saying bye-bye

Nah I ain’t give a fuck about you yeah
I been here before ain’t nothing I could lose yeah
And if you bout it tell me what you tryna do then
Okay I want like four bitches in this room yeah
Check came in I hit my money dance
Check came in I hit my money dance
I stay rocking shit that you could never have
I show that bitch a quarter-mil she had a heart attack

FLAMINGO (Ft. WHTNY) [Whyconor x Cammyydidit]

LYRICS:
 
Woke up overseas I don’t know where I’m at
I know she love me yeah she fuckin’ with my swag
Margiela kicks fur coat I brought it back
Yeah they see me blowin’ up that’s why they mad
Man this shit too hot the dj run it back
Rollin up the blunt but I could never pass now
I can’t stop for 12 this foreign way too fast
You was hating so I left you in the past
Imma slide up in that range all black yo
We got choppas we got K’s I’m finna blast
They taking pictures when I’m hoppin’ out that van
She wanna love me but I know that shit won’t last

So baby shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Take it, take it, take it, take it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Take it, take it, take it, take it

Baby you a bad bitch and you know it
I know that Don Julio will make you throw it
Baby come and show me love when I pour it
Good gas yeah you know thats what I’m blowin’
She blew a kiss and now I don’t know where we going
Don’t just tell me that you want me baby show it
Getting racks everyday keep me
going

Woke up overseas I don’t know where I’m at
I know she love me yeah she fuckin’ with my swag
Margiela kicks fur coat I brought it back
Yeah they see me blowin’ up that’s why they mad
Man this shit too hot the dj run it back
Rollin up the blunt but I could never pass now
I can’t stop for 12 this foreign way too fast
You was hating so I left you in the past
Imma slide up in that range all black yo
We got choppas we got K’s I’m finna blast
They taking pictures when I’m hoppin’ out that van
She wanna love me but I know that shit won’t last

So baby shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Take it, take it, take it, take it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Take it, take it, take it, take it

Ooh girl you the flyest in the room yeah
Ooh girl you the baddest in the world yeah
Ooh girl you the flyest in the room yeah
Ooh girl you the baddest in the world yeah


highlife [p. rakkstarr] (MUSIC VID OUT NOW)

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