Is this what 1980 or whatever brits felt like when they first heard the sex pistols

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I think I’m goin’ crazy
I think I’m goin’ crazy
And what I saw stayed with me
I think of it over and over

And over and over and over and over again
Trippin’, I’m trippin’, I’m trippin
Words got me runnin’, I’m runnin on a mission
Gotta tell myself they love me it’s not fake

White tiger, white tiger, break through it
White tiger, white tiger, take it, move it
White tiger, white tiger, I don’t lose man
White tiger, white tiger, man it proves it

And you must think that I’m stupid (like what the fuck am I doing)
Like why the fuck am I losing? (the fuck am I losing?)

Yeah, they not winnin’ this one
Got some money I’m so broke, gotta inflate my ego
I don’t give a fuck bro, I’d be lying if I said I don’t give no fucks bro

I gotta brush it off, I gotta shake it off, I gotta brush it off
I gotta shake it off, I gotta brush it off, I gotta shake it off
I gotta brush it off, I gotta brush it off, I gotta brush it off
I gotta fuckit off, I gotta break out, I gotta break off

White tiger, white tiger, break through it
White tiger, white tiger, take it, move it
White tiger, white tiger, I don’t lose man
White tiger, white tiger, man it proves it

white tiger

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Pass it up, make it home
Wonder what's going on
Run it up, run it up, give it up, give it up
Falling up, going up, going up
Give it up, give it up
Take a right, take a left, take a right
Pick it up, pick it up
I could try and play it cool but I’m doing too much
Doing too much running from the 5-0 buzz
Pass it up, make it home
Wonder what's going on
Run it up, run it up, give it up, give it up
Give it up (give it up, give it, give it up, give it up, give it fucking up)

Shawty always on my line talking bout some do that shit (man do that shit)
Why you talking bout me like bro you don’t know who I am (know who I am)
Always talk so much shit, so much like who’s your clique (who the fuck your clique)
Got a metatron talisman on my neck fuck a 
(Shawty on my line) Shawty always on my line talkin’ bout some do that shit (man do that shit)
(Talk bout me all the time) Why you talkin’ bout me like bro you don’t know who I am (know who I am)
(talk so much shit) Always talk so much shit, so much like who’s your clique (who the fuck your clique)
(metatron up on my neck) Got a metatron talisman on my neck fuck a

give it up

Hardest Goodbye (tsundere whatever51)

wake up ft. osamason prod ok

For Da Flex

PRODUCED BY XION ORION

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lyrics: 
Btch i ran it up
U hate on the kid lil btch u dumb as fuk
I get stupid lit cant get as turnt as us
Slut her out real good the way she suck me up

I said fuk em
Yea they steady hating on the kid i said fuk em
It look like we sending out a blitz the way we rush em
I said woah
We tote heavy stick yea no percussion
I said woah
Fuk another btch and then i dub ha
She said no
Hit it quick then leave em , how i love em
I said yo
Look how i turned nothing into something
Im like woah

Yea i catch a vibe in the booth
They like nobody get higher than u
She tell me that im fly im the truth
Bad luck only get green never blue
All these white rocks on me u would think im selling
Fuk a sneak diss put my soul and verse up in dis track
I was born rich did it again i had to double back
Everybody hate but who make 6 figures off a mac

Tell lil baby back up
Wake up fuck a stack up
Too much green no bad luck
Her ass big as mac truck
She gon shake that shit like a dancer
Said im hers that bih hold me for ransom
Some of yall music really sound like cancer
I want a all white rolls i want a danny phantom

Hit the blunt u need a rush
Purple kush my opps is dust
Boy u broke u get no bucks
U not lit if u aint us
Did this shit being myself i would never sell my soul
Kno u rocking stainless steel everything i rock is gold
U gotta really use ur ears yea this rlly my own flow
I did everything u wanted to before 20 yrs old
Ima asshole yuh
I did everything i could to watch the cash grow yuh
Yea they see me winning tell me what u mad for yuh
Rockd a skirt ain give a fuk thats different swag oh yuh yo
Thats that different swag oh yea
Thats that shit u cant afford yea get a bag oh yuh
Btch im rich as fuk tell what u laugh for yuh
Btch in la wan me slide and blo her back out yuh
I would never rap on hoodtrap shoutout max oh yuh
They thought i was at my peak i aint maxed out yet
Woah
Skrrrrrr

Fuk Em

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

PROD XION ORION

lyrics: 
Whatd i Say?

I said u cant keep up
Im brown justin beiber
That lil bitch a diva 
I fuck her then leave her
Act like i dont see her
I swear i dont need your love
In love with them racks
Im blowin her back
I keep it a stack
Motion be bringing me back

That bih lookin bad asf she mad asf , 
Im bringing ha home
This aint no average truck
Its black as fuck the tint be so low

Everytime im on the road i drop it and go
You know that we swervin the whip
They know i really been cold but i didnt know u wanted me bring out this shit
Im finna fuck up the store i walk in that ho I really jus birkin yo bitch
We finna buss thru the door im praying u home We really unloading the clip
We got a whole lotta drums U hearing the thump the way that the 808 hit
I know some mufucking bums that think they go dumb Just cos they could put on a fit
Tell her i love and run I think that shit fun the way that she throwing a fit
I got unlimited funds so i can not love so ima just blow her a kiss

I wanted two at one time we made a lil vine im scratching that shit off the list
I made a whole lotta racks dont post bout no stack i dont want no one seeing shit
Yea my pockets supersized stand on it 6’9 i double this shit like a glitch
Walk in this btich looking fly She blowing my high i really got cut off this bitch
U really wish u was living like this
U really wish u was off of the drug of feeling the love from all of this shit
U really wish u could call up the plug and they pulling up on 5 min shit
She finna pull up in all her pajamas i see ha buns i beat up that shit 
We got a whole lotta mufucking guns We bringing the drakes on OVO shit

How could u say that im not going dumb I really did sum i flooded my wrist
Always thought mama would call me a bum but look at me now she proud as a bitch
Whole lotta mufucking hoes so who is it bout when i say i Prada my bitch
Tell her fuck off and go ghost Im just in that mode where i jus wan work on my shit
Whole lotta mufucking dough my pockets hang low mama sad i be saggin and shit
I knew that i been him off the rip
I was just really waiting on love
I was really upset as a bitch
How yall show love to mufuckas who suck
I had to go and jus flood out my wrist I had to two tone the bezel my love
When i popout they gon be like Who This
Yea cause the shit I Put on 1 of 1

BLO A KISS

epiphany - [p. mimofr + jtrn]

BLOW MY HIGH

same problems

KUDOKUSHI, AQUKAEY - same problems

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Racks on racks on rack on racks on rack on racks on racks on racks on
I hit that bitch from the motherfucking back
She’s screaming my name when I get up in that
Rock that shit is black on black
Pussy Don’t you talk like that
Like that bitch that ass real fat
Baby girl, I’m trying to get up in that
Bitch, I’m with the five star
Driving in that fast car
Geekin off that wockhardt
Leave him red light pasta
Ooo she’s such a baby goo goo ga ga 
I love Sippin drop yeah that’s muddy drop
Why you talk like that? 
Cmon not like that 
Why you talk like that? 

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

Bitch, I got money in my pockets know you need that
All these hoes pocket watching all you fuckers phening
All you fuckers phening 
As a kid
As a kid, this was my dream 
And they all told me to keep dreaming
Now I’m doubling their funds
Bitch, I’m one of onr and all these pussies they my sons 
All these boys don’t like me
They could never be zvch 
All these hoes gonna hype me
Just to get a follow back

Ima stack that money 
Ima stack that money, baby that’s for show
I got plenty of bitches. I got plenty hoes.
Why you talking about money? 
Pussy boy you broke 
I get the money. I’m running it up.
I’m sipping muddy it’s fucking me up
Hop out the big body sluts in the truck
I’m tryna fuck like baby what’s up?
You ain’t got money just stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop
You ain’t got money boy stop that shit
You ain’t got money boy stop

STACKDATMONEY (feat. zvch) prod. NXRTH

PRODUCED BY LVUSM & GINSENG

VID: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RzdS2vaHYH4

WELCOME TO MY WORLD.

Ohhh
Yeah
Yeah
Yea

It’s all in motion 
Yea it’s all in motion yea
I been on my grown shit
I ain’t mean to hold you back
I been feeling broken 
Yea jus wait till it’s in tact
I been tryna love you
But I can’t run dis back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

I can’t run this back
But I need your company
I been on my own
I can hear ‘em come for me
She just wanna know
Why I got this luxury
Love you on the low
Yeah this shit jus’ ‘ain love to me
I pop my shit one time, and I get too up
I pop my shit one time, it gets too lit yeah
Imma shoot my shot lil bitch, I don’t need no assist
And I run to the racks, okay, I run like this

It’s all in motion
Yea it’s all in motion yea
I been on my grown shit
I ain’t mean to hold you back
I been feeling broken 
Yea jus wait till it’s in tact
I been tryna love you
But I can’t run dis back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

Back back back back back back yo
Ba-ba-
Ba-uh-yeah-ohh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh

ALL IN MOTION

Yung Fazo

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