Ts fye but can u make sum like feel again

lyrics

sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

uh huh oh yea now baby
say yes dont need no maybes
you say you wanna find my heart and soul

you claim you so tired of this
yuh im back now, im back
you better give me what you owe


sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

you aint boutta treat me like them other hoes
under the bed like bitch these aint my clothes
call up my phone make sure nobody knows
wanna fuck me over boy you must be slow

talk down on my name like woe is me
now yo bestfriend phonin me
he said come real close to me
what that nigga was, wasnt posed to be

sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

sad twerkin
yea im sad but this shit really a bop tho
when i cry tears got em shakin in the condo
this a sad baddie bop for the broken heart

i got fans thats tryna take my photo
eat me up get creamy like some froyo
we could be besto friendo todo
while you beat it up in my head it go slo-mo

like if you wanna come thru dont waste time
adhd speed run my mind
when will you just come be at my side
i just wanna fuck baby not fight

Condo (prod. luvdosi)

Never Liked Nep

prod Aloa
feat. my sis @misakiplugg

misaki:
choppa on me go up
in the palace im with yo hoe
got a witch by my side on go
i took his soul then i paint it black
i sold his body parts for some crack
i got my stick up cant lack
then we count it up run it back
paint his soul like mucilago
nothing inside that boy he a hollow
captain of the squad they all gon follow
if im down bad im gon call
voice in my head ichigo
ask my glock where it wanna go
talking to god
what do i know
look in the mirror like who do i trust

coekyen:
yeah lil bitch im outside
call my cell when we ride
i can tell when you lie
like lil bitch u wan die
i pull up wit the draco
if you playin better lay low
yeah i got a lotta ammo
yeah my shooters rockin camo
yeah
yeah i really roll with sticks!
got that rubber band round my glock so i dont lose grip!
got an arsenal on my block better watch my clips!
your moves are marginal pocketwatchin better watch yo lips!
let me light this fuckin L
im high bitch cant you tell
yeahh im in love with the smell
sittin watchin my exhale
put the buds up on the scale
put too much? bitch oh well
im hotboxing the hotel
yeah bitch im high as hell

misaki:
up in the palace i see no one
feelings heavy like john cena
dont feel real like i just seen sum
look at my flesh like does it mean sum
run from the past liek its f1
250 the dash
should be enough
if u in my way then u get crushed

Mirror w/ Misaki (Aloa)

(pls don say u sorry bitch ion wanna hear dat cryin)
like yukari
ion kno how to feel
catch a body
laid him down right in dat fuckin field
poppin all dese damn percs i cannot tell wats real
we up dat score, add da difference
hollows is u feelin dis?
askin bro is he hearing me
are u turning out how u wanted to be?
chasin guap cus im a addict
wen mokou walk down yk dat its static
100 round drums we gon let u have it
slide wit da glock yea dis shi a habit
fuckin wit caro pourin up dis syrup
slide wit marisa all we kno is murda
im wit da 9 who tf we scared of?

field (prod frustration) #9ensokyo

aya staxks x nitori2war x sakuya4D - on lock (stoopidxool) #9ensokyo

on live w/ suwakonem (prod. yk)

mazda ft. flandre (yk + cashcole + imbe)

lyrics:

bookie why'd you flee
you can't stick around
not today
not with me

huh, huh, yeah
baby come and slide
i'll be your getaway
yeah, show you everything
show you a good time
let's not make a scene
lookin' in your eyes
now i want a piece

oh what?
aw yeah?
want love?
come here

baby how you feel
you want some bands
not talkin' bout remi

you just want some bread
so i'm steady baker steppin'

that bitch she a peon
she a flea
she a peasant

now you runnin' (you gon' run, run)

you been tryna run away (you gon' run, run)
do it in a ghetto way (you gon' run, run)
use me for a getaway (you gon' run, run)
blame it all on me yea

huh
might just bring you around on a sunday
can you tell me where the time goes
i'm gonna bring you when the sun down

know you wanna see my face
huh bae?
who gon' pick you up when you fall down?

i know that you sexy
bitch i'm sexy too
you've been acting mundane
who you talking to
we could have a fun day
party at the pool, yuh
if a had a choice to pick
then bae i'm picking you

yea, yea
you can't even blame me baby

now you runnin' (you gon' run, run)

you been tryna run away (you gon' run, run)
do it in a ghetto way (you gon' run, run)
use me for a getaway (you gon' run, run)
blame it all on me yea

bookie why'd you flee
you can't stick around
not today
not with me

huh, huh, yeah
baby come and slide
i'll be your getaway
yeah, show you everything
show you a good time
let's not make a scene
lookin' in your eyes
now i want a piece

oh what?
aw yeah?
want love?
come here

run (prod. yk)

@flandrexo
@suwakonem

me n flan cuttin up inna
me n flan cuttin up inna v
we on da top floor sittin vip
we smokin top shelf gas smokin tree
n dis shi hurt my lungs
pape hurtin my thumb
glock wit a drum
when i blow no u not gettin nun
when i blow u gon know all my songs
yea trauma hurt me down
no you cannot come around
yea i get it out tha shrine
then i take it to the mountains
i aint finna give you time to realize dat u a clown
u been deep down in your thoughts and i hope that u will drown

Why these niggas talking down on the gang
Had to count up I’m in love with the bank
Money counter, i put that bitch in his place
We outstanding, we making bank in yo face
I been getting lot I’m making moves now
They see I be making commas, how you do dat?
We be making new stars in the new trap
I be pulling up with 2 cars and they matte black
Nigga you wanna come try me, be realistic
I don’t need a chop i could just put that on my wishlist
Magic turn him into curry, that’s what’s in the kitchen
Uuuuhhhhuuuhhhhuuhhh
If I don’t got guala then you know I’m finna chase it
No I’m not no fooly, who got stuck in the matrix
Yeah i gotta get it now, cuz a nigga to impatient
Yeah that choppa make you drown, this shit do that fornication

on live w/ suwakonem (prod. yk)

Yuka (@yukatec) #hsc

Recent comments

Shiroko Raccz

Kizuhiku

Remilia Bandxz (@remiliajuggzz)

Scooby

Related tracks