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fazo

muzik thts actually good

datebayo

destroylonely - messy freestyle [clayco]

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big poppa mix

A$AP Rocky - Keep It G (Feat. Chace Infinite & Spaceghost Purrp) [Prod. By Spaceghost Purrp]

FLAWLESS LIKE ME

prod boysarerolling ,pinkgrillz , diorcoldd

me vs me

lying again

high as me

HEROES & VILLAINS

Trance

posted ft velli

protect yourself

say dat w ninexteen

UTOPIA

HYAENA

SKITZO (feat. Young Thug)

eyes 2

ily2

DAYS BEFORE RODEO

Backyard

Drugs You Should Try It

video: https://youtu.be/0oYZa-VvMKA

produced by mrsir , hunting & darkoivx

Righteous

PRODUCED BY SUALC

music video out now : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hyi_1ahXp50

lyrics: 
I been feeling low now im countin racks
I got hella clothes closet look like saks
Drive mercedes benz u can not do that
And my pants sagging low cause my pockets fat
Too many damn blue strips think im crip or sum
Here the way im flowing on this bitch i swear im one of one
My brudda gon really grab the stick i swear he shoot the drum
Know u hear me spazzing on this bitch I swear im going dumb
Mama told me never trust a bitch and now im losing some
Yea i popout they wan take a pic Im having too much fun
They want me to put them on the list But they aint doing nun
Shawty wan me slide and give ha kiss but ima blow her one
I got double vv on my wrist, the hoodie saint laurent
Really showed no love i pop my shit and now u showing some
U be on that slime shit
I cant fuck with ya
I had to go take a addy addy yea to focus up
Your bitch in my bed she call me daddy got u throwing up
When i started getting to the cash i start glowing up

RACKS ($)

PROD BY TIZSII HUNTING & JSTCAP

lyrics:
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions

Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash I advance it
Big bag like Marilyn Manson
We got a whole lotta mansions
Tell her its so automatic
Dont love the fact that she off a xany
I gotta swerve in a caddy
You finna slide in a taxi
Fuck her one time let her have it
She tell me yea im so sassy
I said bih u got no daddy
Fuck this beat up i want it badly
Look how they count me out sadly
While im here counting up rackies
Yea yea
Know how bad i wanted this
Now im sitting here the cartier the diamond blinging covered up my wrist
I just hadda go and drop a tape thats full of hits i hit em wit this shit
Ima hit up all the hoes yea we call the guys yea we staying at the ritz
They aint know i could do it like this
They aint think i was stepping like this
Walk outside and im taking yo bitch
She like “Tell me, what’s that on your wrist?”
And you know
And i know it get hard but i chose me so i just gotta move on
You could see how i been moving level up oh yea the shit i been on
Know a lot of people hate me but im good i know i didnt do nun wrong
I do not need ones approval dont fuck with me yea so then move along
I never did nun crazy i just fuck round make a whole lotta songs
Yall thought yall could count me out but its ok yall finna watch me move up
Yea

She a dancer
Ran them bands up
U talk on the low u get blammed up
Im the second brown boy yo im like damn yuh
As a kid i just would hope i got fans yuh
Oh i met charli damelio aint that random
I only like really pretty hoes yea not no fan yuh
I got like 12 coming off the jet when we land yuh
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions

Marilyn Manson

Playboi Carti - ROT

Goodbye Horses

PROD. LVUSM

VID: https://youtu.be/fbumBru9P5k

LYRICS

I had to get to the top yeah baby regardless
When you not here lil bae I’m feeling heartless
I’m tryna give you mine but now I’m falling 
I think that I’m falling in love
Is it you that I want or your touch
Don’t think that you love me enough
Take things slow might get left in the dust
Hate that I love you what you call that
So in tune with the lies it ain’t no facts
Why you dub my shit just to call back
Phone my way to your heart thought you’d hold me down
Baby where’d you go
When I need you the most
I been feeling cold
I’m drowning all alone
She just wanted love
But I been needing hope
I just need the drugs with a cup to hold me closer
My girl or gone whatcha tryna be
You crush my neck when I’m tryna breathe
You test my faith think I need to leave
Sanity or your heart think i’m choosing me

I think that I’m falling in love
Is it you that I want or your touch
Don’t think that you love me enough
Take things slow might get left in the dust
Hate that I love you what you call that
So in tune with the lies it ain’t no facts
Why you dub my shit just to call back
Phone my way to your heart thought you’d hold me down

FALLIN

Gassed Up

ITunes

good kid, m.A.A.d city

Swimming Pools (Drank) (Extended Version)

Underwater Flyzone

Peso

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FALLIN

Yung Fazo