Au comico j’ai nié les fait Enfoirer pour 10meug a peine sa tla met Génération du-per 13 pige déjà dans la cess A bicrave comme si c’était banale Tard le soir bz pour faire son oseilles Elle a peine 16 pige pense a faire des faf Dégage de la nous on est pas dans sa 96h c’est devenu banale jdit devant lopj Dans lbloc jdill ma guedro sans tricher 2 point pile la recette de la journée Jprefere tourner les 4 saison que d’passer pour une snitch 2 3 gramme dans l’soncal tard le soir avc ma bitch Oh oui oh oui j’ai joui Mon jouer dans sa teuch Comme des geuch on kiff sa Plus tard on le regretteras Enfoirer écoute sa que des vrai role-pa Y’a que devant l’bon dieu qu’on la fermera Paradis ou enfer en ce moment chez pas Jsuis dans l’illégalité et j’le regrette grave Très tard le soir sous beuh californienne j’m’envoie en l’air Libérer le r libérer tout mes frère

Grosse tatte-pa dans sa grand mère

Imagine what 9th wonder or Rsonist could do to this beat - Nice though

Hey can u do conor price still hot instrumental.. Plz bruh do that

Another lonely night, but it's 8am in Charlotte, and I'm on the microphone trying to keep in the excitement 😂

that piano is heavenly

Shout out alex ahmad outta scottsdale

Best part 1:13

Down to words then you know where to find me But the realest only know how to find me I’m guessing you the one, can you gimme a sign please I mean I’m kinda hoping you the one you a one in a kind treat It’s your smile light a room up so brightly It’s like I can’t get you off my mind when you mind me Somebody to show off value more than a timepiece But I can’t really chat when I struggle to timekeep I dealt with all the pressure now it’s hard to excite me Your energy is pure girl you oh so lively I thought about the L word couple of times b But if that ain’t your vibe take a step at a time see Wish I knew what your smile means Got so much to tell you but it fades when I freeze Got me on lock, nd you been had my mind seized Who are you to have me move shyly Are these feelings genuine by me If I take the risk is it timely You always been the finest and your aura defines heat Queen up in my eyes and they see what I see So why aren’t you wifey to boys more likely Am I in sight to you Cause I’d be anywhere on earth and take a flight to you Am I reachin tryna be who’s right for you Is this a stretch, I’ve been tight for a while till you Yeah Till you stunned me spun me suprised me Showed me how I don’t deserve you in my feat Till you started popping on my mental when I sleep Till you stunted all my words to you when I speak Till you made me conscious of your presence when I eat Till you smiled at me it’s your essence that I reap Till you made me think about holding you tightly Do you think about me holding you tightly Or do you cringe at the thought of that and despise me Voice is a blessing and a blessing that I keep Green eyed beauty controlling my life please But back to the wifey You free on Feb 14 I’m taking it high speed I’m seeing similarities, do I see it rightly Talk to me more love the sound divine speech Step in the room you’re the first one I pree Gained a new happiness from you does it fright me Tell me what you wanna hear baby advise me They don’t like me on you I’ll tell em to fight me But there’s a bigger pic and two ppl that I see But you ain’t gotta settle jus yet keep your mind free Draw the line for I don’t know where I creep More about your name you the whole years high peak Little sour but too sweet for a side piece Little sour but too sweet for a side piece Little sour but too sweet for a side piece Little sour but too sweet for a side piece I need you beside me But you make it hard to stand don’t remind me But you make it hard to stand don’t remind me you make it hard to stand don’t remind me Before January commenced, I had one sight at you it was immense Questioned your intentions with the gents If you want benefit or just stay friends Then I joined mid year Last year coming no need for the fear Everywhere I’m new boy nuttin new here Hearts mid froze love don’t sleep here Few months go by things start changing My eyes wanna open My type starts ranging Still stuck on you for a year it’s amazing Even got the lil man up he needs taming She’s my high sorry bro I’m not blazing They all do the most and say the same things Had enough of the day dreams Heard she a cancer got me on stage three Bed or bath where stage is Let me chill gimme patience I ain’t ask for no rating I can see the rear getting big like my saving’s Bae I think I need saving Can I tag along when you go raving Seen us in the future like my name raven Somewhere with the kids out in haven Dumb words get your head caved in Stand up I call them love words onna brave ting You ain’t staying home onna houswife or maid ting Going up together rare that I have faith in You Summer

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I never thought I would have to do this again You already missed ten shots. How could you miss again? I'm in the booth, up by twenty, about to win again With a Cubana, Puerto Rican and Dominican With the dark brown skin. I call her Cinnamon She calls me Daddy and gets turned on by discipline She comes to tell me that she's laughing at you simpletons Who save your money up, and still can't pay the minimum She got that bomb, like she's made of nitroglycerin She spread her legs, and I swear her sh*t be glistening I put my tongue in her. Took a shot of insulin From all the sugar and the spice in her feminine Got every part of me full of that adrenaline Holding on, really trying to be a gentleman.

Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Let’s go) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Bitch, uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Downtown, downtown, downtown, yeah yeah) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Yeah yeah) Oh, yeah QC Girls fine, ‘yoko muna ng iba (Uh) QC Girls, gusto sarap buhay tangina (Uh) QC Girls, katawan tattoo-an galing ghetto Uptown hanggang Downtown QC Southside 1103 stupid Kahit basag na, sige pa toma (Uh) Bitches nakahawak sa bayag ko parang kanilang bola (Uh) Nasty girls talagang pinalaki ng streets Mapait ‘yung Cuervo pero sa mga dila nila matamis (Uh-huh uh-huh) Coca, molly at pills na aning na tumalikod, sumayaw, umalog na parang earthquake drill All eyes on me, parang birthday ko kung gumalaw pasaway Walastik pumitik, matinik, yeah, pull out game na walang sablay (Yeah, boaw, boaw) Baby, siya nagmamaneho amat na takbo 130 ‘Di ko alam pangalan tawag ko lang sa kaniya sexy Nobody but you ang bulong niya sa akin, oh, parang kanta lang ni DĖMI (Yeah yeah, uh)

The money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune-tell Fire top from a bitch that work in corporate sales Chinchilla ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel Breakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails I leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' go to jail Preachin' to the dogs 'bout wantin' more for themselves It's weighin' heavy on my moral scale Knowin' they gon' sell another citizen 'cane, they think they Orson Welles Walk in Chanel, they like, "How the fuck you need more Chanel?" I got these cats tuckin' tails on fourth-quarter sales I'm used to seein' tears drop over enormous meals The restaurant clears out, faint echoes of Lauryn Hill I say, "We gotta talk about us, " I feel like Jordan Peele Could tell I'm gettin' under your skin like a orange peel 'Cause your words don't match your actions like a foreign film And now it's silence in the Lamb' like the horror film Things get quiet after me statin' the obvious Things get kinky after fifteen years of dominance That October sky is lookin' ominous The money is autonomous Shout to Oliver North, he out in Rome doin' Toronto shit And Jeremiah the watchdog, you niggas know what time it is I'm in and out of Houston Hobby so much, I'm a hobbyist Hoes waitin' on Cench in the lobby, that boy a lobbyist Savage got a green card straight out of the consulate Where I go, you go, brother, we Yugoslavian Formal is the dress code, dawg, so many checks owed I feel Czechoslovakian, nigga, what the fuck? Nah, I'm movin' different right now, for real, like I feel like if Mike switched out the glove for the pen, like This shit just too enticing right now, you know? Look Diamonds do the silly dance, I raise up the wine glass Metal detectors beepin', and security bypass The numbers goin' up, someone pull up the line graph The days are goin' by, it's like I'm livin' in time lapse Been talkin' to Adel like he majored in finance Shania Twain, notepad, I'm makin' it line-dance You tryna rob me and it's gon' feel like you sittin' at your favorite restaurant 'Cause, nigga, that's where you dyin' at Mob ties, I swear we like a bitch with fine sisters and fine cousins, the family all bad I'm preachin' to the dawgs about cleanin' they images I swear I'm like a young T.D. Jakes to my menaces Long-kiss goodnight, PDA for my nemesis Three hunnid acres, PGA on the premises That's what's really brackin' like this verse in parenthesis I'm givin' hits to niggas on some, don't even mention it Like, don't even worry about it, like Just get me back whenever, or Or don't, you know? It is what it is, I guess Yeah, hm Look You young boys take some of that money and set it aside Not having enough to pay your tax is a federal crime You niggas obsessed with me and it's not on no hetero vibe Handle beef so quiet, you think that I'm lettin' it slide Next thing you know, we tip-toeing past enemy lines Diss me so long ago, we makin' your memories fly Conspiracy theories start floatin' around like the Kennedy guy I'll prolly hold a grudge against you guys 'til I'm seventy-five Ayy, niggas lyin' for a living, I couldn't relate We all gotta lay in the bed we make, but that couldn't be Drake You forced a lot of fake love when real ones stood in your face That's why you got deserted by your niggas, like pudding and cake I got you on camera bowing down, but the footage is safe Thank God, another USB to put in the safe Thank God, at the crib, dippin' my foot in the lake I swear that y'all turned me into the villain, I couldn't escape Not sayin' that I'm the best at what I do I'm just sayin' that it's me versus whoever wanna lose Pick anyone of the "who's who's", I got .22s for new crews R.I.P. to the DJ from Houston, we loose screws Helicopters, cop lights, and news crews Niggas steady cryin' to my daddy, well, boo-hoo You probably heard a lot about the boy, well, true, true, haha

Fix yo face bit

This slaps hard💯

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Mysonne absolutely destroyed this beat!!!! Beautiful instrumental

The eight audio guys and the mixer or mixers never get the attention they deserve : (

What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up Can't you see it's just me and you Panoramic view, that's my point of view babe All about me- that's the energy That's that lemon pepper thing I'm a ten-piece baby Bedroom bully in the bando He gonna make it flip Do it with no handles Never switching sides, Only switching angles Oooo we go crazy like Rambo What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up Hit 'em up, Hit 'em up in a truck Got it tucked He get it up, like it's stuck All night, I like You ain't gotta say when you know it's onsite She got everything he wanted A nice body, ass fat Behind every gangster, a shawty solid that got his back He know who to come to every time the world handle him bad The one he call first, but still he always put her last I'm pouring out the glass, My body fighting off that gas On smokebox I kill 'em That zaza pack kicking my ass In studio dozing, All I can keep from falling asleep I hate that for you niggas Ain't got no bread, but trying to beef Being black in America is the hardest thing to be Every thug need a little love too, Baby how 'bout me? Told her don't call me a stink Cause I smell like money I'm putting down the greatest baby Hold this here for me I took her from a nigga We vibing two weeks out the country So she had a little situation, But I could tell it ain't 'bout nothing Now me and her rapping bitch She say don't hush me, I say don't rush me And I can tell how much she like a nigga by the way she suck it What it is What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up I don't care if you run the streets As long as you're coming home to me I love the way you walk and the way you speak He gonna keep it real That's the deal That's the reason I speed down I put that all on my name Yea, that's an even exchange Stay on your tail We gonna tell 'em We gonna tell 'em What babe What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up What it is hoe? What's up? Every good girl needs a little thug Every block boy needs a little love If he put it down, Imma pick it up, up, up Back it up and do-do it like that, yea Back it up and do it like that, yea Back it up, back it and do it like that, yea Back it up, go on do it like that, yea Ay what it is? Ay what's up? J White did it More hits on the way yeah We need a little love You know what I mean? Ride out, woah

0:32

Mama hold me tight I forgot the way that you look time be passing by 5 years ago you passed away didn't sleep that night mad this hole world more mad at the most high all your kids doing fine yeah you know that 9 to 5 I chose to run away tears falling down eyes I remember the way that had you in that bed oh my fake family showed up damn near almost lost my mind even though Ik you gone still hurt struggle hard times wishing that you was here wishing you had more time wishing that I can tell how I felt fight but my own pride pull the trigger just to shoot my self tell you my own tides yeah I knew I was hard hard headed ruining around telling lies but you put up with even when no eles even try to try wish life had a easy button I press it a million raising 3 kids to get them taken had to break mind Father never there we always moved so I didn't make friends drugs was your heaven I was constantly breaking told me hold my high first step just to make it sis told me straight up this world feel of hatred gotta take whatever to get by we are forsaken system split our hole family up no hesitation then you stop contacting us I'm filled with hatred father mother day the worst days I couldn't take it back an forh from aunt an uncle house I was just a tinking time bomb waiting for my final count we became the black sheep family wasn't family now heard so many storys about your past it made my head pound then you cam back out of the blue an ask for hands out I was so fed up start saying my thoughts loud to only reazie that I even miss you more an now back lash ran away ran came back on the same day looking for a path full of gold lead to open grace yeah we yo legacy toe tags to printed face (wonder how our conversation will go if you was here today)x3dear mama

I freestyled this whole song because this is the type of beat you would need for a freestyle

masterpiece

This song is so freaking good periodt

Loveing it ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

😂🔥 thanks

Hey it's guwopgert

lyrics Uh-huh, yeah-yeah Juice is eating a, uh, ice cream With, uh, lots of caramel (bitch) I just had a ice cream sandwich, M&Ms On a Eminem beat, ironically Yeah-yeah, three years Uh, uh, okay I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name This industry has nothing to offer beyond fame Time to take these niggas to school, LeBron James Lesson one, I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures Smash divas, stash reefer in the lab freezer I found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab So I'm in class, smokin' gas, slappin' the class preacher Bring the house down on you hoes, Queen Latifah I'm too fast, gettin' this cash Get in the way, get your brain bashed Chopper gon' smash, hittin' your face I'ma tie up, just like a shoe, my flow laced Y'all niggas so fake, wash your face in my showcase Fresher than Colgate, make hoes wait, I hold weight Bottle of Rosé in the Rolls, drivin' with road rage For ten days, off Xans, just tryna get paid And since the sixth grade I been great, no sensei My rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great I smoke ten Js with two hoes that go both ways Funny how two plus two equals foreplay Speakin' of foreplay, had this shit in the hallway with A nun on Sunday, I guess I'm just too blessed (whoa, ayy) Me and my nigga Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe You knew it first, got my mom Chanel with the newest purse Birkin bag, never hurt to ask, "What type of purse is that?" Something that's very fuckin' expensive, I deserve to brag I murder tracks, this isn't mumble, it's murder rap Type of shit your grandma understand with her old ass Spend a half a million, then go back and make some more cash The hair trigger Brazilian, you would get your whole hood waxed See, what you know about my life and my troubled past? Took the shuttle pass, hit the mall, I got double cash, copped the duffle bag Ten bands on my fuckin' ass, that's a subtle brag Hi Level, we be makin' moves, hit the huddle fast, ah Break the huddle, get a sack, that's a fumble on the play Not in my house, he look like Mutombo in the face Leave him spinnin' like a funnel cloud with lightning and some thunder Like the Wizard of O-Z, the way we carry him away (uh) Carry him, then bury him, barbarian Beef with anybody, even if you vegetarian My flow on ebola, your flow just need Claritin Runnin' laps 'round these chaps, it's embarrassin'

It's a lot of murders in my city, talkin' eye for eye, die for die Girls tryna lie, they're running 'round out here from guy to guy, I tried But it's clear that me and you, we can't see eye to eye When all that you can really see, is stuff that you feel I should buy Yo, why should I? One shooter with me they say, "Less is more" But he will crash off, rest assured, I think it's best he gets insured Them boys are insecure, say my name in songs to get in the door Why you think they're mad? We're the ones that win the war Step your game or you can't step to Fred I spend, but I invest the bread So the new Rolex got more baguettes than Greggs They say I'm clean and how I dress the best But every time we pull up on them scenes, always left a mess SMS and I don't take no disrespect except for when it's the net My neck looks like crystal meth, the best is what I wish the rest Yeah, they do it for the clout, your friends are all washed The day I care about clout's when you can spend it in shops It's gettin' sick on these blocks, most of my niggas, they shot The rest of my niggas rob niggas that shop for shit that they got I couldn't find 'em so I hit a spot, then hit up his boss When I can't find guap, I find a watch and I'm rippin' it off Now I've got all kind of watches 'cause I move the foulest Just put my Richard in a new spot, call it movin' houses I flew my youngins to Dubai, then they caged up the army 'Cause they took a couple APs at places we party Phone the phone, don't ask me 'cause I don't work the order Before rap, you didn't trap, it's cap, you weren't a baller They think they drippin', but their jewellers really turned a corner Niggas come around me and they realise, they've got dirty water Got my mum a spot but I won't post in the house What's all this postin' about? Most rappers buy their people shit so they can post it for clout We had - scared to go home like there's ghosts in his house Set up shop here, we're closin' it down Never heard a song where they're tellin' the truth All that lyin' them boys do, should put some beds in the booth These days the neekiest drillers, can be online speakin' on killers And no creepin' on dingers, and how you speakin' on dinners? A lot of niggas speak but when I speak, the streets know it's realer Chocolate girl in my passenger seat, but the seats are vanilla 25 thousand a week, that's just a sleep in a villa If it ain't 'bout Ps, you can't even see or speak to a nigga like me Businessman, invested in kick game and watched it expand I set up shops, I set up spots, I'm not just in the gang Real nigga, so any time when one of my real niggas land I'm tryna help him out with this bag, like he's my nigga's gran' I been the shit since I was a kid, now I'm still the man The plan was to make millions, I made millions, and it's still the plan Skinny nigga push a lot of weight, no, I don't need a hand Fuck a gym, them new hammers in, got us feeling wham Niggas speakin' my name 'cause they're seekin' the fame But they ain't done shit, we ain't feelin' the same But I bet we leave one sleepin' again You spent a ki' on your chain, I spent like three, so we ain't the same PJ, there won't be a delay I buss the white gold Prezzi and got the same one in plain, prick Got a plain rose Prezzi and got the same one with rain in No new niggas with me, with the same ones I came with I think it's change, I fear I said I wouldn't change, but change is here Businessman, now I change career I level up, then I go change the gear So fuck a rainy day, I've got money saved for rainy years But still don't get me upset 'cause I change your face With my crazy mates that can't wait to change the plates Yeah, I came from estates to a place with gates Where I was needing the change, but there's no change to make And if it don't go 160, that's not my car Before songs, trappers knew my number off by heart And rest in peace to Virgil, I still Off-White hard When you grind how I grind, it's a matter of time, it's not by chance They got a team but no, it's not like ours Got the game on lock with my bars like all I drop's bicarb' You ever sat down in prison, gettin' letters from a hoe that you don't even know? Tellin' her to spray a little perfume on the envelope so you can get a smell of rose The little bros love to shoot, so I don't ever tell 'em, "Go" But they need it and I got it, then I won't ever tell 'em, "No" I know who killed shh, but I won't never tell a soul, yeah Made a million off my telephone And made a couple more million pound out here sellin' shows, yo And even though the opp block is so very close For them boys to see me, they need to get them a telescope All them chances I took just for the bread For them to turn around and give me racks, just for my breath I got paid, then the pain started to trouble me less It's either that or when my brother put your brother to rest Hustling pebs, tryna make it out till nothin' is left And go again and again 'til we run into feds I don't wear bras, but my chest, it's a double VS I'm tired of jewellery though, it's time to fuckin' invest I'm talkin' mortgages, it's got me shoppin' for rugs and ornaments This ain't no rap, you know it's facts when I'm talkin' this You're talkin' straps, I had more semis than them tournaments Young nigga tryna reach to the final, check him Oh, you're the type of prick to beg a bitch to stay? I'm the type to spend 20 gibs, on any given day Chasin' money out in many different ways 'Til I'm dead and in the grave That's the only time that Freddy will behave Even your daughter's mum knows you're out here talkin' a lie All them jewels that I buy, know it's more for the hype And know I bought my daughters' house before I bought any bike And caught a lot of yutes lackin' before I caught any flight, check it My dad did in Feltham, taught me to fight No phones in there, gotta talk through the pipe Now I talk through the mic Where you lose your shoes if you're awkward and shy Where I'm from, the pussies lose, only the scorer survive Remember times I felt poor in my life, now I'm ten times more than alright Thank the Lord in the light Now I'm on Lord of the mic My young boys ride around with their swords on a bike ting Swap that bike for a horse and they'll look more like a Viking I've got loud little white tings That fly so much, their skin's browner than my thing They might be hard, but that shit ain't soundin' like my ting Blowin' clouds, but you know that there's no cloud up in my bling And never try lookin' at my worth on the 'net 'Cause Google don't know who I serve or how much work that I get Yeah, I knew my life, see a change when I didn't wanna jerk the connect And I much rather prefer the respect Still I never use a cashpoint, you should know it isn't that They get a room prepared for me when I go into the bank, yo And even though I'm out here, still tryna work the block I'm gettin' 80 for a verse, my breath's worth a lot When I want a girl from the States, I just fly them in He's hidin', flyin' 'cause he knows we're tryna find on him I'm tryna find where you record and leave you lyin' in that studio you're lyin' in Their burners ain't firin' When my diamonds shinin', they can't help but be admirin' When I got a show, know I can't help but bring the fire in All that talk's the same reason - had a funeral They can't diss me in the streets, gee, it's only in the musical

Beau boulot !👍

Make a 1-2hr loop plzzzzz !!

Tough house ttack…beat & vocals on target 🎯🔥

The original voice from the beat where can i find it?

its eight o clock somewhere not here here its 3 am maybe i can tap into what i hear yah relationships be straining cause they see the face i'm feigning whats hidden in the basement might kill you if i catch you on surveillance roaming the solitary quarters of my anguish cause i'm serving a probation, for things i've thought about but haven't executed as that would get me electrocuted convinced i'm something different, now i just gotta prove it so i can kill every judas, i'm a nuisance yet don't wanna get complacent, watch the matrix as it shape shifts according to beliefs feels like i'm pagan and the dagon disagree with me apparently everybody's a loner lost at sea but it felt like i almost had the remedy thats the thing about life, endless misery just as you find company thats comforting they leave you for a money tree or so im told won't crack under pressure never fold cause i'm hotter than your motherfucking stove and i'm hella smart like HOV it really feels like i'm sitting on gold sit on the wood til you shaking your toes dress me up in glitter & mould i'm dirty rolling, chasing after the penny they rolled (penny wise) looking for a way to confess my thoughts when you top spot no time to stop drop roll, though the fire is consuming, liars befriending, chasing your reality that's looming, but never comes to fruition a contradiction dismissed to keep you sane so many losses that you had to take them as a gain i was so down, but now i'm flying off that propane trynna write a refrain, to capture the zeitgeist like coltrane or Cobain did

skyte bodied ts

This beat still goes so hard. Honestly one of my favourite beats ever

Snapped

IM SHAKINNN

To the hev abi lovers out there here is the lyrics to the peaches and eggplant remix “QC Girls” [Intro] Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Let's go) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Bitch, uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Downtown, downtown, downtown, yeah yeah) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Yeah yeah) Oh, yeah [Verse] QC girls fine, ’yoko muna ng iba (Uh) QC girls, gusto sarap buhay tangina (Uh) QC girls, katawan tattoo-an galing ghetto Uptown hanggang Downtown QC Southside 1103 stupid Kahit basag na, sige pa toma (Uh) Bitches nakahawak sa bayag ko parang kanilang bola (Uh) Nasty girls talagang pinalaki ng streets Mapait 'yung cuervo pero sa mga dila nila matamis (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Coca, molly at pills, naaning na tumalikod Sumayaw, umalog na parang earthquake drill All eyes on me, parang birthday ko kung gumalaw pasaway Walastik pumitik, matinik, yeah, pull out game na walang sablay (Yeah, boaw, boaw) Baby, siya nagmamaneho amat na takbo 130 'Di ko alam pangalan tawag ko lang sa kaniya sexy Nobody but you ang bulong niya sa akin Oh, parang kanta lang ni DĖMI (Yeah, yeah, huh) [Outro] Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bo-bow) Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Let’s go) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Bitch, uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Downtown, downtown, downtown, yeah yeah) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Uh-huh) Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw (Yeah yeah)

Yess...

Make a slowed version of this 🙏

I’m on the up and up my cup runneth over till enough is enough I really had it tough Don’t make me call your bluff had some knives in my back but I still made the cut They hating give it up my side bihh code name squirrel imma just tryna get a nut 20k split my dogs just tryna keep a roof over my pups My gun on tuck give wanna guys 2pacs if u run up u know how we hit ‘em up Im giving em truth right from the jump so many lies I don’t know who to trust death was a hair trigger away I don’t know who to brush My money talk too much but I don’t gotta problem wit it can’t see in it the window 15 percent tinted My problem with getting this money To quick to spend it I don’t got no gimmicks I’m no way near finish some niccas get the green and get bumped up like pa pa on the spinach The sky don’t got no limits u niccas soft and timid Glock 19 wit the beam right to bear arms like I know my amendments 🎯💯

Thank you for this beat bro, I just dropped the remix using it. Song on my page 🤲🏽

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Someone did a fire in the booth or daily duppy to this sample, who was it?

Sounds 🔥!!! That instrumental goes hard as fuck, dawg!! 🤘🏿💯😁

NAILED

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh yeah I want you all to myself You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself, I swear, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself Now, that I gotcha here, girl I ain't gon' play with you Because there's a lot of things That I wanna say to you Girl, you know, you the shit Balenciagas on ya kicks (woo!) Niggas all on your dick But we ain't gon' trip 'Cause I'm not ready for no commitments, nah, nah But I swear I hate seeing you with them, yeah, yeah And I know, you ain't tryna control me And I know, you're tired of being lonely I can't help how I feel I'm just keeping it real They can't have you, girl, because I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself Shawty, I'm selfish, can't help it You know, I get stuck, when you come around And them niggas be sick 'cause we be on some shit Yeah, they know, I'm gon' hold it down Pull up in the whip, tell you, "Hop in with your friends We gon' go to my crib Have my chef cook us up a dinner" Girl, you know, you fuckin' with a winner I ain't nothing like these lames, I swear Name a place, I could take you there I'd do anything to make you laugh And you can have anything, just ask But just know that I'm selfish And I swear, I can't help it But it's all for you Yeah, it's all for you I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself

999 forever juice with this beat going crazy

Could you make Fivio Foreign, Meek Mill - Same 24