[Текс песни «heaven vs hell mixx» ft. k1era]
[Часть I: nora - cried in the trap (ft. yung speedway & polo hayes)]
[Часть II: lil paypal - run it up]
[Intro]
Aye man
Juggman Paypal in this bitch man
Aye yeah
[Chorus]
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
(You already know how I'm rocking man)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
(It's Lil Paypal)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
[Verse]
Bitch you know I can't fuck you if you broke (you broke)
Big 40 with a dick and it got a scope (pss pss pss)
I be ballin hard just like my name Lonzo (like my name Lonzo)
Whats up in my bank account that's a lot of o's
Just like bands bitch I can never fold (hell nah)
Sipping straight drop just dropped a xan in my Faygo
Off the lean so stuck I might just pour mе up some more (just pour me somе more)
I be in the cut kicking shit with your hoe
[Chorus]
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk (pss pss pss)
[Verse 2]
Bitch you broke my heart I can't believe I let you do that (hell nah)
Sippin on this wockhart bitch you already knew that
Whats up in my _ yes thats a new _
Lil boy go get your racks up and go get you a new bag
Broke bitch you so boring and the xanny got me snoring
I can't fuck with you my circle small like a orbit
Ran up in his trap yes I had to kick a door bitch
Ive been sipping lean since like 8th grade this shit so normal (god damn)
[Chorus]
I run up my guap bitch every single day (what)
Three gram boof blunt shawty yes its to the face (god damn)
Ran off with his sack bitch I had to do the race (flex)
In the trap with my gang we smoking lot today (smoking a lot today)
Baby girl whats up this a Bentley not no truck (skrr)
Can't you see im leaning with this mud up in my cup (god damn)
Flexman Paypal in my jeans them racks be stuffed (they stuffed)
Why he running up big thirty in the trunk
Bitch
[Часть III: bootychaaain - juice]
[Verse 1]
I don't dick ride for no cosign or no placement
Walk up in a room
On my own
Make a statement
Talk about my lyrics
But I ain't gotta say shit
Asking me for more entertainment
Think that I care
But you highly mistake me
Money top the ladder
So you know that I say less
I don't give a fuck about clout or being famous
You ain't got the juice
So you stay hating
All you got is features without 'em you be nameless
I'm spending all my money
You can tell that I'm saving
Living life fast
And you know that I'm dangerous
[Hook]
Yeah, I got the juice (x5)
Pull up 22, niggas down to shoot
Gotta deuce, deuce
What you tryna do
Yeah, I got the juice (x2)
Pull up new shoes
Who the fuck is you?
Yeah, I go the juice (x3)
Who the fuck is you?
[Verse 2]
These bitches looking down
They need a face lift
You ain't nowhere bitch
Not even adjacent
You could get replaced with
You is just replacement
Tryna copy me
But you make my shit look basic
Worry about me
Better worry about your safety, bitch
Worry about your safety
[Часть IV: summrs! - luv+]
[Verse]
Shawty wanna lick
That boy ain't on shit
Pull up do a hit
I know that boy is a lick
Boy your pockets little
I know that you still a jit
All my shit is real
You know my diamonds legit
I won't tell a lie
I won't tell a fib
Flexing like I'm fit
She said it can't fit
That hoe is a thot
So she still gone take the dick
That's 35 to life
Cause you fucking with them kids
I nutted on her face
She done ate her own kids
My precision nice
I swear I won't ever miss
I be on the beans
Baby come try this
You got nice tits
She on me like a tick
Diamonds dancing like Rick
Finessing shit just like a pick
Your boyfriend a shame
So who you gonna pick?
She gone choose me
Cause you know you ain't shit
I know I'm the shit
Just like number two
Bye bye boo
I swear I don't have a clue
Off a percy dude
Glock hold thirty too
Got a dirty tool
And it's flirty too
Fell in love with lean
And the percys too
Put it in her spleen
Got the hoe like ooh
Boy I got the Glock
I don't wanna fight you
That is not my thot
She can't get no pair of shoes
I can't trust you
Cause you lie like April fools
Percs got me in my moods
Shawty bad like a jewel
Shawty do your dance
Glock up in my pants
Got me in a trance
I'm a fuck you and your friends
You can hop up in my benz
I can't see you through these lens
Only thing I fucking trust
Is my fucking bands
My bitch is a ten
And she got a twin
Fucked her and her friend
Did that shit in 2010
[Hook]
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
Fell in love with them drugs
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
Fell in love with them drugs
I think I'm in love
[Часть V: xr0life - nocturnal life]
[Часть VI: angel308042905 - u shine the brightest]
[Verse 1]
Look at you, I see that you don't care at all
Is that blood dripping on my face, I see it fall
With scars, I think I might need makeup after all
I'll be deceiving till you're pregnant, need to stop
[Chorus]
If we got some, why don't we take some
And if I laugh right now, would you stay, no
I see your face, but no makeup
Will you say some
Got Dior on my face
When you see her, what you say?
Why are you scared, why are you afraid?
[Bridge]
I don't wanna be alone anymore
So just sleep on my collarbone till we fall
We're in heaven, in a boulevard
Down in heaven, in a boulevard
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
[Verse 2]
Kiss me through the phone, kiss me on the phone
I'll see you later on, I'll see you later on
I'd do anything at all, anything at all
Just to be with you tomorrow
Maybe you can kill my soul
Kiss me through the phone, I'll see you later on
I'd do anything at all
I'd do anything at all
[Chorus]
Got Dior on my face
When you see her, what you say?
Why are you scared, why are you afraid?
If we got some, why don't we take some
And if I laugh right now, would you stay, no
I see your face, but no makeup
Will you say some
Got Dior on my face
When you see her, what you say?
Why are you scared, why are you afraid?
[Часть VII: cp - active shit (ft. 909memphis)]
[Часть VIII: lazarus - where ya been]
[Часть IX: lil altima riven - starships]
[Intro]
(Uh-uh) I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
(Uh) I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
(U-uh) I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
Said she love my swag, said she love my bands—
[Chorus]
I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
Said she love my swag, said she love my bands
Skrrt off in the forgein, skrrt off in a Benz
You don’t feel my pain, you don’t understand
I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
Said she love my swag, said she love my bands
Skrrt off in the forgein, skrrt off in a Benz
You don’t feel my pain, you don’t understand
[Verse 1]
Ay, yeah, got these racks on me (Yeah, yeah)
And dat bitch with me, and she on my team (My team, yeah)
Hit me on my cell, 713 (3)
Say he need a verse, I can't work for free (Uh)
[Chorus]
I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
Said she love my swag, said she love my bands
Skrrt off in the forgein, skrrt off in a Benz
You don’t feel my pain, you don’t understand
[Hook]
Need a bad bitch, need a goth hoe
I got mad guap, I got mad dough
Need a bad bitch, need a goth hoe
I got mad guap, I got mad dough
[Chorus]
I'on pop no perc, I'on pop no xan
Said she love my swag, said she love my bands
Skrrt off in the forgein, skrrt off in a Benz
You don’t feel my pain, you don’t understand
