happy valentines day <3 a gift frm me 2 u

LOVE & MADNESS

DEAD OR ALIVE

VIRGO CHILD

ANGELS NEVER FALL

remixes of songs i loved in 2025 , merry christmas

angels never fall deluxe in January , see u then

from scxba , to you

kamehameha! ft. Teardrop (Prod. Sim)

jus 4 me freestyle (prod.Yukisx) (ALL PLATS)

CHROME HEARTS [Prod. Looka](ALL PLATS)

Love Letter [prod. noevdv] (ALL PLATS)

which beat did i body the most??


this gotta be my most favorite song to record tbh :)

3 BEAT 3PEAT (nicki minaj off the leash santanny freestyle)

Rick Owens (prod. alex cheyz)

Handle Me (prod. justxrolo)(ALL PLATS)

right now prod chrxme + izayaprod

BBL Drizzy Freestyle (Drake Diss Track) (Prod. ​⁠Metro Boomin​⁠) #bbldrizzybeatgivaway

crystal lake (prod. jadorekiio + whysobored + scxba)

YSL BRAT (prod hann + 1tttruman + whysobored)

MADNESS (prod. cabernett)

LILLIES (prod. mercenarychild)

S(K)IN (prod. yosh x evrgreen x lou)

BE WITH YOU (prod. jcdoubleuu)

RUNAWAY (prod. mof x itschrismarek)

dis 1 got it remix [playboi carti] prod f1lthy x lukrative x malik ninety five x shades

DEAD OR ALIVE (prod. swiftfox)

HANDLED/FLAME ON (prod. tainiykick)

ROAD RAGE (Uzi Flow) (prod gabrius)

DIE QUICK Ft. Fairy5100 (prod. rose + oliver)

dumb shit remix [bktherula] prod. simmyauto

ref remix [osamason] prod. jay trench x rok

any questions remix [dc the don] prod. steven shaeffer

stay the night (prod. milo x dmo x scxba)

virgo child (prod. diego x crystals)

stranger things (prod.15drtt x 1jinawtf)

karma (prod. yxngkenay x kenzee)

thats me (prod. 15drtt)

PARTY (prod scxba + 2SVN)

BLOODY MARY (prod Aloa)

habits remix [osamason] prod. warren

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Bitch, I be one in a million 
I beat that pussy up straight from the back, She screaming my name cuz she lovin the feelin
She fuck wit me bad, cuz im not finna save, I really just think she in love with a villain
I need me a billie, the fuck is a million
I stack to the sky, what the fuck is a ceiling
Money comin in, this a wonderful feeling 
This music my dream and I wanna fulfill it
She play with my dick like she wanna come feel it
Huh, yeah
I be that young nigga straight from the Murda, I know that you heard from a great grapevine
Huh, I switch the flow every time on a song, that’s the reason the niggas gon take mine
I got yo bitch givin head, got a great mind
She goin home, show me titties on FaceTime 
You ain’t got racks, that’s a shame cuz I made mine
I pop a perc, Eminem, go 8 Miles

[Chorus]
Yeah, what’s the word?
Cuz, I got birdies on my phone, they keep on chirpin
She reserved to come eat this dick and count my racks, that’s just her purpose 
I just just heard yo brand new track, it suck, the world need brand new surgeons
Finna swerve in this big body tank, I feel like Uzi in a damn Insurgent

[Verse 2]
Hee, hee, huh 
The fuck is a band to me?
I don’t do the shit for you, bitch , I do this shit for myself and my family
Niggas ain’t gettin these words, I had to correct em, I feel like Grammarly
I smoke that gas, it’s grams in me
You a bitch boy, you ain’t no man to me
She comin over, the first thing she said is “Fuck me” I think she demanding me
Ima take her right to the back and I take that down, bitch I get to slammin deep
She fallin in love with a nigga, she want me post her, she might make the spam at least 
Every time I hop on tracks, I eat like im hungry, this shit is a damn lil feast
Yeah, cmon, she said a nigga got no heart (You have no heart)
Well, bitch you must be dumb as fuck, it’s clearly protected by Chrome Heart
How the fuck that nigga scared of the bitches, When he the main one tryna ask where the hoes are 
Bitch, im the goat with the music like Mozart
Fans tryna know when I drop more art, soon
My blasian persuasion lookin just like Molly Santana 
Im shootin first, I swear the Glock is not jammin 
I’d rather kill myself than die by a random
Huh, Your music, I’ve not been a fan of
It’s so ass, that you should be locked in a slammer
Put dick down her throat and it knocked off her grammar 
Told twin chill out puttin wock in the Fanta
Feel like I’m Bobby Brown, talkin shit really just my prerogative, huh
Huh, you know I’m on top of it
I’m makin moves and these niggas ain’t stopping it, huh
Huh, my music she rockin with
I know you mad that yo lil bitch rockin it, huh
Huh, if it’s beef, then you droppin it
I would just hate to put you where a coffin is, huh
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, what’s the word?
Cuz, I got birdies on my phone, they keep on chirpin
She reserved to come eat this dick and count my racks, that’s just her purpose 
I just just heard yo brand new track, it suck, the world need brand new surgeons
Finna swerve in this big body tank, I feel like Uzi in a damn Insurgent

WHAT’S THE WORD (Prod. Aloa + Duma)

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Angels never fall, Angels never fall, Angels never fall
Angels never fall, Angels never fall, Angels never fall
Girl, your love is a love that I never seen before
No matter what, i’ma come back to you every time
Yeah, whoa
Whoa
Mmm, you know what they say
Angels Never Fall

[Pre-Chorus]
Like Jason, I’m masked up, tryna hide my face
I switch the swag, they try to come bring up the past every time I change
Mama asked when I’m going, I don’t even know but I know that I’ll find my way
And they still want me Dead Or Alive and I put that on god, you won’t find my grave
I’m still safe

[Chorus]
Shawty, tell me sum that I don’t know 
Racks comin in, I be countin dumb load
Shawty try to spin back, she a dumb hoe
Tell that nigga spin fast and I swear he done for
Brrt, niggas ain’t with the gunsmoke
Try to go hit for hit but I come with tons more 
All that wolfin on the net, what that nigga run for
Why that nigga wanna talk, he ain’t have funds tho
(scxba)
Yeah, shawty. Say my name like you be rollin (Bey Rowland) with Destiny’s Child
Brtt, head shot em get hit in his face, he been wearing that vest for a while
Huh, man stop it, I smoke the gas that shit hittin my chest then im out
Bitch I be the best topic, they speakin on me well bitch I been the best for a while

[Verse 1]
Told her I’m back in the H
She told me she wanna get cracked & get ate
Ain’t it crazy that all of the rap niggas, speakin on me, they career end up passin away
Cuz them niggas my drawings, I had to erase
Man, I feel like Uzi, brand new patek, new face
Man, they jackin the swag that I had, boy you late
Real Murda Worth shit like I’m rappin with Jace/Iayze
When I switch the flow up, niggas wanna try the same but they ain’t gon blow up
In this bitch with a Drake/drac, make the club go up
Niggas shows be lookin lame, boy my shi gon go nuts
They be sayin niggas hatin, I’m like “Nigga, so what?”
I been livin too much life, that I don’t give no fucks
I just need more money, more fame, more runts
I just want that one girl, I can be with no slut
 
[Bridge]
Yeah, They said “Angels Never Fall, ima live forever 
Baby, when I said I want you right now, I just mean forever 
Some people been playin in my face for a while, like that shit was clever 
So I switched my flow and I switched my style to a different level 

[Pre-Chorus]
Like Jason, I’m masked up, tryna hide my face
I switch the swag, they try to come bring up the past every time I change
Mama asked when I’m going, I don’t even know but I know that I’ll find my way
And they still want me Dead Or Alive and I put that on god, you won’t find my grave
I’m still safe

[Chorus]
Shawty, tell me sum that I don’t know 
Racks comin in, I be countin dumb load
Shawty try to spin back, she a dumb hoe
Tell that nigga spin fast and I swear he done for
Brrt, niggas ain’t with the gunsmoke
Try to go hit for hit but I come with tons more 
All that wolfin on the net, what that nigga run for
Why that nigga wanna talk, he ain’t have funds tho
(scxba)
Yeah, shawty. Say my name like you be rollin (Bey Rowland) with Destiny’s Child
Brtt, head shot em get hit in his face, he been wearing that vest for a while
Huh, man stop it, I smoke the gas that shit hittin my chest then im out
Bitch I be the best topic, they speakin on me well bitch I been the best for a while

ANGELS NEVER FALL (Prod. spvceless + scxba)

Lyrics:
[Intro]
scxba… it’s been a while
I think they’re ready for another one 

[Verse 1]
I smoke so much in a goddamn day but it’s still feel like I ain’t fried enough 
I put this shit on the line for you, to show you that im really dying for love
Emotions mixed up, feel like im doing sum, but still ain’t tried enough 
But ima keep on goin with this shit until my time is up
If I ever did dirt, Ima stand down, I ain’t kick and run
Before, during, and after all the rap shit, I’ll be Melissa’s son
If shawty trippin, get a different one
I’ll erase my socials, I ain’t missin nun
I got too much to lose, if it’s really smoke, my young niggas get it done

[Pre Chorus]
Yeah, and I been better than I was
Im collecting all these funds, stack it til its heading up to the sun
Girl, why the you so surprised for when I said what I’d become
My hands hurt thumbin through the bands, think I need meds the calm my thumbs
And that shit real

[Chorus]
It ain’t shit to make motion 
Novocaine in her system, Frank Ocean
I get love but I keep the hate closer 
Too much stress, so a nigga stay smoking
Don’t pay no mind to these niggas online, cuz im really ahead of them
They sound repetitive, gettin mad when i drop better shit 
Who you know that can come step to this, step to this
They just keep stooping, they just be stupid
Short shooter look like Babychiefdoit
Goin hard cuz they makin me lose it
Brand new car, just from making head music 
I ain stoppin for shit, nah
Catch me beefin bout a bitch, nah
And if we got a problem, just like Houston, got a rocket on me
Make em lift off, yeah

[Verse 2]
What is up with these niggas hating on me?
What is up with they bitches, they don’t know me 
These niggas switch up, they claimin they the homie
We both of the drugs, when im faded, she blow me
She ate it and throat it
I got the vid, but if can’t even show it
Your last tape suck, you can’t even promote it
My last tape , fans said they was floatin
Apologies for the wait, bitch im back now
She swallow me, lil shawty gettin cracked down
It’s like Halloween, at the show, walkin past clowns
She gon follow me, you don’t not like how that sound
Like Adonis Creed, knock em out, ain’t no last round
She want all of me, shawty don’t make me laugh now
It’s appalling me, you niggas like to jack sounds
Bitch it cost a fee, it you wanna swag my style
Yeah, he get knocked for the clout chasin 
Shawty fuckin wit me, yeah, she south Asian 
I do not wanna talk if it’s not bout payments
I can not save a hoe, yall nigga/ proud savin 
Yeah, I feel like Slenderman, stackin the pages
the paper just standing tall
Baby, I can’t lie, you living proof that angels never fall, yeah 

[Chorus]
It ain’t shit to make motion 
Novocaine in her system, Frank Ocean
I get love but I keep the hate closer 
Too much stress, so a nigga stay smoking
Don’t pay no mind to these niggas online, cuz im really ahead of them
They sound repetitive, gettin mad when i drop better shit 
Who you know that can come step to this, step to this
They just keep stooping, they just be stupid
Short shooter look like Babychiefdoit
Goin hard cuz they makin me lose it
Brand new car, just from making head music 
I ain stoppin for shit, nah
Catch me beefin bout a bitch, nah
And if we got a problem, just like Houston, got a rocket on me
Make em lift off, yeah

BETTER THAN I WAS (Prod. ssjlamar x scxba)

crystal lake remix ft ih3artsoul  (prod. jadorekiio + whysobored + scxba)

S(K)IN PART 2  (prod. cabernett)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Blrh, but listen
I got your girl tryna do what I say 
I pray to God for these racks in my pocket, my pants, I swear that I’m not losing faith 
I might go and take lil shawty out to new states
Go to California for a Malibu date
Feel like Chrisean Rock how I’m attached to blue face
Got a needle-lead Glock, put a tat to yo face
Im the king in all black but I’m not from Wakanda
Yo mama get dick but it’s not from ya father
Im eatin yo snacks while im poppin yo mama
I’m bussin that pussy off Ashwaganda
You think you a killer, you not movin proper
Mask on me like Jason, bitch I’m the new monster
My twin go psykotic, pass Glock to Osama
He tryna jumpout, bitch he tryna go hawk em
Huh, I died but a nigga came back as the goat, so it’s safe to say that I got many lives 
If you ever face up with this MAC, you gon float so a nigga lowkey feel like Pennywise
I ain’t no average joke, I won’t act like a joke, after I drop this tape bitch I’m getting side
She said “it’s too big” touched the back of her throat 
After that she just wan get her titties signed
And I know you like to hangout with them rats, I bet ya bro got a wire 
Red and blue on me, bitch I’m having Spider-Man racks, niggas feeling like Tobey Maguire
I don’t hear shit they say cuz I know that it’s cap, yeah lil bitch I just know you a lie
All that IG talkin that you doin get you whacked, get you turnt to a ghost on the live
Yeah, bitch I do this shit one take, ain’t no practice in me
Prods up in my DMs tryna work, he got packs to send me
Bitch I cook shit up like Ratatouille, but I ain’t no rat with Remmy
And she got class, think I want her bad, shawty Pakistani 
Bitch, I pack a semi
He want smoke, know I keep a blaster with me
Im rockin this black Balenci 
My niggas some troops I ain’t got no actors with me
I’m havin this cash in benjis
Im movin too fast, wanna find me, you have to get me
I stay with two 25 glocks but I left one at home, so you catchin half of 50
Yeah, you think you better than me, bitch you off of the angel dust
Feel like Juice cuz I’m armed and I’m dangerous
Got these hoes and they all wanna hang with us
Takin swag, I’m like “Aw, boy you lame is fuck”
That shit trash, I think all yall should hang it up
Bitch, these rackies so tall and you can’t even touch
Perkies, I got em all, look like Candy Crush
And I’m going off of the grid like I’m Carti and Ye
Nigga, you is a bitch, play yo card in yo face 
She wan fuck me everywhere, we start at her place
Then we go to my whip, got the stars in the Wraith
You ain’t hard, you a fake
Run up on him, his heart finna race
Bitch, my flow is just hard to replace
Me and shawty run the city, Harley and J
Angel Never Fall, that is just all she gon play
She love scxba

SYMBIOTE (Prod. highsoulja x r4gr)

Lyrics:

[Chorus]
I need dog tags, I been to war and back
I just slut the hoe out that you want, I don’t think you want her back
Me and lil Chase in this bitch gon slide n glide, bitch we gon attack
I took the bitch & broke her back
That big ass chop’ get cha gone like that

[Verse 1: scxba]
Yeah, I can’t trust the Two-Face guys, they just like Harvey Dent
I never seen that pussy nigga slide, it’s like they hardly spin
Lil shit, she keep a bat right by her side, she just like Harley Quinn
The ones that step to me, them niggas died, it’s like they hardly win
I used to slut that bitch out once a week til I made casual 
I be the Rap Game Hayley Williams, that means ChaseChrist is Avril
I’ll shoot you, I ain’t tryna catch you
The world around me what cash rules
Better play your cards right, pussy nigga, I’d hate to see you mad a bad move
Her favorite song by me is S(K)IN now I’m on hers like a tattoo
Put out a rack just to get it back, get you gone, nigga that’s what cash do
You mad bout a bitch I smashed too
If I’m dissin, nigga, I’ll @ you
Leave you missin, nigga, when I catch you
The last thing saw’s a black suit 
Yeah, all black on this fuckin fit, I feel like Eddie Brock
Bitch, I turn to Venom on these niggas if you don’t let me rock
Right after the show, she want me to crush, I give her heavy cock
Bitch, I feel like Lucy with lil shawty cuz in the bed we rock (bedroque)
That nigga said he want beef, I don’t even peep what he on
Bitch, I’m Live From The Gutta up in this hoe, feel like DC The Don
Hold up, bitch I’m posted up with that (BOW)
He ain seein tomorrow
Put a dot on like like before the com
Why the fuck would scxba go beef with a fraud
Not talkin bout Nicki but she want ménage/Minaj
Hell nah, I want you to myself
Bitch, I’ll cut these nigga’s heads off and add it to my shelf
Im off these muthafuckin drugs bad, but its for my health
I got these racks on me, lil bitch I add all it to my wealth 

[Verse 2: ChaseChrist]
Ever since I got that fuckin bag, everybody want my help
Bitch, I wake up and Im countin cash, it ain’t gon count itself
My lil brudda unload that fuckin mag, it sing just like Adele 
My lil brudda unload that fuckin mag, it send yo ass to hell, pussy
Back up, bitch we in that black truck
Keep my gat tucked, in case he wanna act tough
Cou- Countin cash up, bitch I love the cash, yuh
It’s just me and scxba, we masked up, we at yo back door
Bitch, huh , I just fuck yo hoe, you can have her back bro
Bih, bih, bitch I count up racks, that’s what them racks for
Bih, bih, bitch I watch the racks, I watch the racks grow
I just pop my shit, then I let that gat blow
Back up, bitch we in that black truck
Keep my gat tucked, in case he wanna act tough
Cou- Countin cash up, bitch I love the cash, yuh
It’s just me and scxba, we masked up, we at yo back door

[Chorus]
I need dog tags, I been to war and back
I just slut the hoe out that you want, I don’t think you want her back
Me and lil Chase in this bitch gon slide n glide, bitch we gon attack
I took the bitch & broke her back
That big ass chop’ get cha gone like that

DOGTAGS Ft. ChaseChrist (Prod. Aloa + sxrapt x scxba)

Lyrics:

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, shawty got me teenage dreamin
Huh, and she told me I linger on her mind, she see me when she day dreamin
Bitches hatin on you, I can see they schemin
Diamonds on my body, you can see that skiing
Huh, in your city for a 3 day weekend 
Why these niggas think they better than me, they tweakin

[Chorus]
Yeah, shawty got me teenage dreamin
Huh, and she told me I linger on her mind, she see me when she day dreamin
Bitches hatin on you, I can see they schemin
Diamonds on my body, you can see that skiing
Huh, in your city for a 3 day weekend 
Why these niggas think they better than me, they tweakin
Let me piece yo mind together
Let me make you mine forever
The shit we got is special 
Can nobody match this kinda level
Cuz you make me wanna run and and don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

[Verse 1]
I damn near froze, my love, when you said your name 
The only think I see inside my head is your face
Before you met me, I wasn’t right about things but you changed
Baby, you changed 
Baby you changed me
Girl, you know that I’m cool with the love you give now, can’t lie I’m finna need more 
And the way I ice my wrist now, stones my fist now, it’s like Infinity War
You can find a new one, but you feelin me more 
You can find a new one, but you finna be bored
You the only one that listen when I’m feelin ignored 
If they get up in the way, bet I’m killin these boys 
Cuz, I keep the gun out, I’m going the gun route 
Im keepin these flows in my stocks, I can’t run out
Im making circles round these niggas I run round
Im going to dumb now, this shit way too fun now
Brrt, I’m from the state to carry
If they play about you then I swear they buried 
If you staying with me, then you stay to marry
Feel like Katy Perry

[Bridge]
Cuz, girl you got my heart racing in your skin tight jeans
You’re like something I would only see up in my dreams
I don’t care about these niggas, they ain’t shit like me
Live your teenage dreams tonight 

[Chorus]
Yeah, shawty got me teenage dreamin
Huh, and she told me I linger on her mind, she see me when she day dreamin
Bitches hatin on you, I can see they schemin
Diamonds on my body, you can see that skiing
Huh, in your city for a 3 day weekend 
Why these niggas think they better than me, they tweakin
Let me piece yo mind together
Let me make you mine forever
The shit we got is special 
Can nobody match this kinda level
Cuz you make me wanna run and and don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

TEENAGE DREAMERZ (prod. Xeus)

DON’T SAY (Interlude) (Prod. lou + cabernett)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Whatchu want?)
What I want? Bitch I want dead presidents 
I think them meds kickin in, shit make my head spin again
Shawty said she wan wake up to this dick, like she want breakfast again
Punch down, got red fist again
What now til the lead hit your chin
(Nigga, bow)

[Chorus]

I can’t stop, huh huh
I can’t stop, huh huh
I can’t stop, hell yea bitch, I can’t stop
Cus these niggas, they want me to flow
And I got an ex hoe that just want me to rot
And I got all these fans that just want me to drop
I might thicken the plot with this shit, that’s just why I can’t stop

[Verse]
Ahem, yeah, I put ya mans on a shirt 
Fuck it, I put your mans in a hurst 
When im talkin that shit, know the damage will hurt
I’m the type to go blick down an opp then go hit on his thot, got her movin like Ericka Kirk
She ain’t bury him first
At the funeral, back row with ya bitch, I put my hand up her skirt
What a rap nigga dead, im the man that refer
Shawty wanna give head, im the man she prefer
Nigga ain’t sippin drank, that’s that Canada syrup
Nigga, shout out my mom, that’s my manager first
Whoa, I bring the heat to this bitch
Shawty lovin my voice when I deepen the shit
Got her eatin this dick
I’m discreet with the shit
Nigga, you is not cut, stop that street nigga shit
Feel like Groot, how im keepin a stick
Like its 2015, she on fleek in this bitch
I might tweak in this bitch
Ima drop, ain no leakin this shit
I won’t come if I can’t bring my piece in this bitch
Ain’t no peace with this shit, yeah I want hella war
He-Man, I turn that boy Skeletor
Three bands, bitch I just want hella more
Nigga, Freebandz, she said im selfish, for sure
Bitch im ballin im not even new to the court
I ain’t rappin, im provin a point 
I’m too cool with the sport, turn ya boo to a whore
When she suckin the dick, why she do it with force
Bitch, I got dogtags, I ain’t new to the war
Niggas want my swag, boy you new to the source
I’m the blueprint, of course 
Thought you knew this before
She get naked like she was a nudist before

[Bridge]
Damn, nigga said he better than me, ha , bitch I doubt it
I ain’t sayin these fuck niggas names, I ain’t tryna get these fuck niggas clouted
Huh, bet my name on your main bitch browser
Huh, just the letters itself arouse her 
I put the pipe on your princess’s peach, to you Mario niggas, I swear im Bowser

[Chorus (3x)]

I can’t stop, huh huh
I can’t stop, huh huh
I can’t stop, hell yea bitch, I can’t stop
Cus these niggas, they want me to flow
And I got an ex hoe that just want me to rot
And I got all these fans that just want me to drop
I might thicken the plot with this shit, that’s just why I can’t stop

CAN’T STOP (Prod. Astro + Senk + Serra)

yrics:

[Verse 1: scxba]
Bitch can not go hit for hit cuz I got tons of those 
I just switch my shit up, switch this fit up, I got tons of clothes
Switch up, I got tons of flow
Stick up, make em duck n roll
Yo bitch slut, I just fucked her throat 
That Benz truck, I just fucked the road
Bitch, I smoke that shit, I get high as a bat
Bitch I been that young nigga since YSL BRAT
Bitch I been in the stu, I ain’t got time for no gnat
If I hop on yo beat, I bring fye to the track
Got yo bitch tryna fuck but she hidin the fact
That she tryna get cracked cus she like how I rap
Bitch I ride with a slatt, put that fye to yo back
Bitch, I be that young nigga, im not finna cap
Whoa, every time i drop a song , they take my flow cadence
Bitch, this not Teen Titans, I be a Beast Boy, got ya hoe raving (Raven)
Yo hoe goin, there’s no savin 
When I switch the flow, it come with more payments
Got these niggas saying that im flow statin 
Gotta wrap it up, I can’t have no babies
Look, you can not get in the mix
Whoa, you know I been with the shit 
Got me feelin like Spider-Man, all of my opps cliquein up, feel like fighting the Sinister Six
She want a new body, not gettin no tits
She want a new bag, Ima get her some chips
Yeah the pockets too fat cus I fill em with crips
Bitch, im rulin the world on my villainous shit
Okay, im the one that yo bitch textin
Lift up her titties up down, 6 7
Bitch I got the chain iced out, it’s sleddin 
I can tell that boy a snake, I can see the bitch 
sheddin
Yea, I can’t never go down, im on some slayr shit
I get pussy thrown at me, bet you gotta pay a bitch
Yeah

[Verse 2: NYVLEM]
I popped a X, im high as shit, I don’t feel nun
choppa horny as fuck i point it up, i bet that shit start bluffin 
Me and scxba makin hits like everyday, it’s really nothin
Niggas spreadin rumors swear that everyday’s a new assumption
Niggas clowns, they ain’t even funny
Pay yo rent off with my undies
Who is you to even judge me?
Sippin onnat acky, muddy 
Bitch gon say im fine now, i remember she used call me ugly
We been puttin in work for some time now, so don’t even dare to call us lucky (what the fuck)
I don’t need no luck
Pull up innat Bently truck
20 bullets, better duck
That’ll turn your brain to mush
Talkin tough, you need to hush
Shawty bad, she like it rough
I don’t tell no fuckin bluff, bitch im done i said enough

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