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LUNCHBOX - AINT TRYIN SHIT (PROD JDOLLA X  DULIO X AMIR)

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Put Down Pain [prod. Amir]

lunchbox trench.mp3

swag how i walk prod saucc rio leyva census

Gta 2 Prod Mowz

Bilingualll Prod Rexv2s

Nothing Gone Last Prod Amir

Maroon 5 Prod Amir

Strictly 4 The YN's

In This Club (feat. YFG FATSO)

Safe

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[Lyrics]
I ran up a hundred, so why would I stop there?
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'
Yeah, come to the dinner table, I could serve you a hundred
YSL jeans too tight, ain't doin' no runnin'
Mouth sealed, she don't say nothin'
Yeah, and my new bitch spoiled as hell, get what she want
Tryin' not to pop it, I'm so addicted to stuntin'
Hell yeah, I do what I want

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Just cut me a check or the envelope and I might just pop out to your show
Mike Tyson the— okay, yeah, I bite
I fucked up her back, then sent her right back
Ayy, yeah, she know how to ride, ride like a bike
We don't do the rah-rah, it's on sight
No rules we abide by, get Fox 5'ed
And every time that we droppin', it go viral
If she your bitch but fuckin' with me I don't think she the right ho
I don't answer her calls or her texts, send that bitch in a spiral

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

New Cash

Where You At? - Prod stanthekid

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Gta 2 Prod Mowz

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