Idk how this one didn’t blow. This is unique and bangs. This the flow you should be chasing.

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Surrounded feat. Slump6s

yung fazo - blue (prod 16teen)

vid: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=svkniBAshH4

produced by paryo

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lyrics : 
Baby can you hold my racks
I dont wanna see us die quick
Feeling good im with a fly bitch
I dont wanna kill yo high
I dont wanna see you cry 
Lotta shit i done in my life
Had to do it so the lights don't go out
Now they wanna hold my racks

Now they wanna hold my racks
Now they wanna jack my style
Now she wanna hit my phone
Tell her yea bitch its been a lil while
Now they wanna hold my racks
Now they wanna jack my style
Now she wanna hit my phone
Tell her yea bitch its been a lil while

Baby can you hold my racks
I dont wanna see us die quick
Feeling good im with a fly bitch
I dont wanna kill yo high
I dont wanna see you cry 
Lotta shit i done in my life
Had to do it so the lights don't go out
Now they wanna hold my racks

Now they wanna hold my racks
Now they wanna jack my style
Now she wanna hit my phone
Tell her yea bitch its been a lil while
Hold me back so i dont fall right over
In A mansion , ex be on a sofa
I just take these drugs to hold me over
I cant tell you the last time i been sober

I dont really wanna fall away
Talking down we kill em broad day
I dont really like what you sayin
Shoot my shot i swear its all in
See the pits i dont wan fall in
It hurt worse to see you callin

Hold me back so i dont fall right over
In A mansion , ex be on a sofa
I just take these drugs to hold me over
I cant tell you the last time i been sober
Hold me back so i dont fall right over
In A mansion , ex be on a sofa
I just take these drugs to hold me over
I cant tell you the last time i been sober

KILL MY HIGH

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

EN ROUTE* OTW
PROJECT NEON OUT NOW: https://album.link/nikowoodyear

*IG: https://instagram.com/nikowudyear
*ALL MY MUSIC: https://artist.link/nikowoodyear
*LYRICS:

(Welcome to Violet)
Yeah, yeah

Bad bitch, tell her come here, ok yea
30 Pointers in my ear, ok yea
VVS my neck on chill, ok yea
I'm on X bitch I can't feel, ok yea

Uh uh and I'm off 2
And I'm high as fuck, I can see what God doing
It's raining in the club like a monsoon
I miss you being here that's why I called you

Yeah, stacking this money up I doubled it times 2,  yea
Tryna run with my swag, ok who taught you, yea yea
Bitch I'm whipping this I8, fuck around buy you, hell yea
I can't do no broke shit, put me in bad moods, hell yea

Pull up super clean yea
Hoes in the back of my new limousine, yea
4 on the play, we don't' shoot 2's and 3's
Kick her off the roster, send that hoe overseas
Shawty lost, yea
I got rich fast
Gotta leave this bitch in the past
Pass the hoe like Steve Nash

Hit the block bitch I'm on your Ave
Stripper bih spend the night at magic
Quarter P, flip that hoe gymnastics
Always trippin', why this hoe dramatic
Yeah, 2 bad bitches outside, yea
Me and my nigga been geeked all week
It's a 5$TAR summer on God, yea
Red key I pull up swerving, my eyes tell you I'm fried, yea
Baby come show ya worth, if you real I need you right here

Bad bitch, tell her come here, ok yea
30 Pointers in my ear, ok yea
VVS my neck on chill, ok yea
On X bitch I can't feel, ok yea

NIKOWOODYEAR - OK YEA .! Ft. PlaqueBoyMax (Single)

NIKOWOODYEAR® - OK YEA .! Ft. PlaqueBoyMax

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OK YEA .! W/ Plaqueboymax (Prod. OMG Zuto)

Yung Fazo - Woah (zuko)

Produced by Ok & Swish

lyrics:
she love my ways
she say im done with games
i need u to call my name
cos im stuck here inside my brain

lovin it
baby im lovin you
she wanna talk to me
i can not talk to you
yea i been out the mix
yea theres a lot to do
i swear its hard to miss
might not be hard to you

at the top i been all alone
need some drugs im gon call the plug
blow the spot need another phone
how u hate u ain got no buzz
holy fuck this another ho
shawty know yea thats what it was

she saying im hard to get
im sayin lil baby its hard for you
i swear that my protect everytime i be apart from you
i swear i got no regret i tell you lil baby id ball for u
the things that be hard for me is just what make me a lil star to you

and i 
wake up and count up my chips
bitch i wake up and pour up the tris
undercover denim it be ripped
i been really running out of love
i feel numb i flooded out my wrist
i been here yea im not in a rush
i be down all in my abyss
but i can not fuck up cos no bitch
i got go nd make a whole stack
but i could never really hold back
i know that i got u so mad
she didnt really want the lifestyle
she didnt really want the whole swag
but i can never really go back
look at em i got em so mad

at the top i been all alone
need some drugs im gon call the plug
blow the spot need another phone
how u hate u ain got no buzz
holy fuck this another ho
shawty know yea thats what it was

she saying im hard to get
im sayin lil baby its hard for you
i swear that my protect everytime i be apart from you
i swear i got no regret i tell you lil baby id ball for u
the things that be hard for me is just what make me a lil star to you

AT THE TOP

u tryna ?

(PROD. N9CK & SOPEL)
my gift 2 you .. before the album.

u cant keep up yea keep up lil bih
u cant keep up yea keep up lil ho
way im movin adjustin dis shit
switching gears now we swervin the road

now they pullin up yea cos im lit
switching up now they showin sum love
had to show u there's levels to dis
i b spending yo rent on my blood

now im lookin at u and its tragic
yea i went and jus feel for a bad bitch
but she on that trash shit yea im finna pack dis ho up
you gotta quit all the acting yea i b attacking look at me rackin it up
i got the ball ian passing yea u was jus laughin no ian dappin u up

walk in i bought the whole store
she wanted she wanted more
i tell that bih u ain low
im finna pop me a 10 lil bitch then i feel it in my soul
walk in im breaking the bank lil bitch look at my heart it feel cold
but its not cos i b sad lil bitch
diamond on my neck be froze

TRAGIC

new year new money . enroute otw

*IG: instagram.com/nikowudyear
*ALL PLATS: https://artist.link/nikowoodyear
*LYRICS:

How I be like you
Aye, how I be like you
That's what they asking me
It's hard to answer you
Hate it to break it to you
Ma, I break the rules
I promise that I'd love to hang with you
But I got shit to do
I'm on the run
Gotta be a man, I hope you understand me
Can't be chasing hoes, in Japan chasing Yen
I hit that wall
Rather flex again 'fore I feel less again
Oh yeah, this rap shit bought my residence
So I can't stress again
And I'm like "please excuse my excellence"
Chill fit this shit Vetements
I send you that SMS
You pull up, bring extra friends
She text me like "SMH"
Hoe want me to send a Benz
These hoes get entitled when they know you richer than they mans
No it ain't no friends in this bitch dawg
Solo steppin' I know niggas hating on me, pissed off
Please don't group me with these lil niggas, keep ya list dawg
Took the rock from niggas
They ain't ballin', keep the bench warm
Bitch ion give no fucks
Bitch ion give no fucks
I bought new designer to wear the shit once
They offered 2 Milli' it wasn't enough
Six months I was in hideout
Tryna figure this shit out, it's bigger than us
Niggas speak like they know you
When they want they buzz, cool
It's so much I'd rather do
It's so much I'd rather do
You can keep me out yo loop
I count 'til my fingers blue
Big body Benz, not a coupe
These days I been moving different
Cause now I got shit to lose
Stopped pouring 4's in my soda
Still counting, my money longer
Not uzi, no Scott/Ramona
These bitches ain't gettin' no love
I hit ya bitch in the summer
You bitter 'bout it, bro move on
I spend my winters in Issey Miyake
Get fly to cool off

(Welcome to violet)

KILL MY HIGH

yung fazo

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