FUCK IT UP FOR PAPARAZZI

less (prod. tiresss)

garden (prod. Fukk2Beatz, sabbeats, blazeicemoney)

Masked

Rage

USDS

trust em

You niggas love that negativity and wonder why our world is the way it is, I got sum for yall doe

Red Pill

irresponsible

lyrics 


Intro (Autotune heavy, wavy)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Woo!)
Racks on racks, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt!)
Flexin’ on ‘em, ayy (Brr, brr!)
They used me, now I’m up, yuh (Let’s go!)  

Chorus (Melodic autotune, anthemic)
Racks on racks, I’m too rich, yuh (Yuh!)
Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist, yuh (Bling!)
Flexin’ on these hoes who switched, yuh (Woo!)
Fake friends ghost, now they sick, yuh (Skrrt!)
Pull up, drip, in a Lambo quick (Vroom!)
Autotune singin’, yeah, I’m talkin’ slick (Ayy!)
Rich forever, watch me shine, no stress (Brr!)
Used to doubt me, now I’m flexin’ on the rest (Let’s go!)  

Verse 1 (Smooth autotune, braggin’)
Back in the day, they was laughin’ at me (Hah!)
Now my chain so cold, it’s a masterpiece (Ice!)
Hoes that curved me want a piece of the bag (Nah!)
Fake friends callin’, but I’m dodgin’ they flags (Yuh!)
Skrrt, skrrt, in the Rolls with the stars (Woo!)
Pockets swole, yeah, I’m raisin’ the bar (Ayy!)
Used to sleep on me, now they wide awake (Facts!)
Countin’ millions while they stuck in they place (Brr!)
Autotune poppin’, got the game in a choke (Choke!)
Every verse I spit is worth a couple boats (Yuh!)
They was usin’ me, thought I wouldn’t blow (Nah!)
Now I’m flexin’ heavy, let the money show (Let’s go!)  

Chorus (High energy, repeat)
Racks on racks, I’m too rich, yuh (Yuh!)
Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist, yuh (Bling!)
Flexin’ on these hoes who switched, yuh (Woo!)
Fake friends ghost, now they sick, yuh (Skrrt!)
Pull up, drip, in a Lambo quick (Vroom!)
Autotune singin’, yeah, I’m talkin’ slick (Ayy!)
Rich forever, watch me shine, no stress (Brr!)
Used to doubt me, now I’m flexin’ on the rest (Let’s go!)  

Verse 2 (Cocky flow, autotune glide)
Ayy, I’m ballin’, yeah, I’m in my zone (Zone!)
Private jet, I ain’t pickin’ up phones (Nah!)
Hoes that played me tryna slide in my texts (What?)
But I’m too rich, I don’t deal with the ex (Woo!)
Adlibs hittin’, got the club goin’ dumb (Yuh!)
Bassline knockin’, feel the 808 thump (Boom!)
They was leechin’, tryna drain my soul (Soul!)
Now I’m up, and they stuck in a hole (Brr!)
Gold on my neck, yeah, it’s weighin’ a ton (Heavy!)
Laughin’ at the past, man, I already won (Ayy!)
From the mud to the penthouse view (View!)
Autotune king, yeah, I’m breakin’ the rules (Let’s go!)  

Bridge (Slowed, melodic autotune)
Yuh, yuh, flexin’ on ‘em, no cap (No cap!)
Racks so tall, need a money map (Woo!)
Ayy, ayy, they was usin’ my name (Name!)
Now I’m rich, and they drownin’ in shame (Brr!)  

Chorus (Final, explosive)
Racks on racks, I’m too rich, yuh (Yuh!)
Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist, yuh (Bling!)
Flexin’ on these hoes who switched, yuh (Woo!)
Fake friends ghost, now they sick, yuh (Skrrt!)
Pull up, drip, in a Lambo quick (Vroom!)
Autotune singin’, yeah, I’m talkin’ slick (Ayy!)
Rich forever, watch me shine, no stress (Brr!)
Used to doubt me, now I’m flexin’ on the rest (Let’s go!)  

Outro (Fading, adlib-heavy)
Yuh, yuh, skrrt, skrrt (Woo!)
Ayy, ayy, brr, brr (Yuh!)
Racks too tall, yeah (Bling!)
Flexin’ on ‘em, I’m gone (Let’s go!)  

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Flex on them

Rage

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