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![[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I think of Butta every single time that I perform <br/>And I put on different Saint Laurent for my cologne <br/>It's hard to tell if niggas jealous if they never met us <br/>I don't know if I should take a picture or put 'em on a stretcher <br/>Headshot, you all alone, no time to send a message <br/>When you feel it in your bones the only time you regret it <br/>Highbridge, we got big swag, I know you big mad <br/>Luckily it was a shit bag and not a zip bag <br/>But fuck that shit, I wrote this song for the— ha <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>Hate that I met her even though I know she knew me better <br/>Everything Biggavelli, brand new Benz coupes <br/>Can't even blame you if you cross me 'cause I sin too <br/>I pray to God for all this money that I ran through <br/>You think you shinin' in the light, well, bitch, I lamp too <br/>Get a 'Mani, catch a flight right to Cancún <br/>It was hard to ride the wave, but I swam through <br/>On a PJ, me and all my damn goons <br/>I'm so high, I feel like landin' on the damn moon <br/>Baby, we ride, goin' back to back in Phantoms <br/>I don't want you to call me crazy, baby, call me Hussein <br/>The big body heavy, it needed two lanes <br/>Two frames, Cartier glasses, I see right through things <br/>One thing that you can never call me is plain, hey <br/>Plain Jane Patek Philippe, it'll cost you everything <br/>A-B-double O-G-I-E, OD Louis, baby <br/>Ooh, she crazy, I'ma be DTB 'til I'm probably eighty <br/>Probably cost me half a milli' and I go to Saudi, baby <br/>I'm leaving on a jet plane and I don't know when I'll be coming back here, baby <br/>It's not you, it's me, I started moving so toxic lately <br/>Hoes and these streets got me so cold hearted lately <br/>Too soon, this lifestyle too soon <br/>And lil' mama said it was too soon to get that two-tone <br/>Cuban link, yellow and white or the rose gold <br/>Got you them precise cut diamonds, they got a ringtone <br/>And I got Murder Bravado up on my legs, ooh <br/>And that SF90 ain't got no legroom <br/>She broke my heart into pieces like it was a pencil <br/>Quit showin' off and let me fuck your friend soon <br/>I keep a tooly on my waist like a utensil <br/>I put them rocks around your neck just like a flintstone <br/>We started off with True Religions with the Balmain <br/>Wanna be different, I say Lanvin, you say Lanvin <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>making the bed <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>the grudge <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>get him back! <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us](https://cdn7.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHMuIGSwZUIcFRSbIzMMpv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_a-boogie-wit-da-hoodie-did-me-wrong-oficial-video.webp "[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I think of Butta every single time that I perform <br/>And I put on different Saint Laurent for my cologne <br/>It's hard to tell if niggas jealous if they never met us <br/>I don't know if I should take a picture or put 'em on a stretcher <br/>Headshot, you all alone, no time to send a message <br/>When you feel it in your bones the only time you regret it <br/>Highbridge, we got big swag, I know you big mad <br/>Luckily it was a shit bag and not a zip bag <br/>But fuck that shit, I wrote this song for the— ha <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>Hate that I met her even though I know she knew me better <br/>Everything Biggavelli, brand new Benz coupes <br/>Can't even blame you if you cross me 'cause I sin too <br/>I pray to God for all this money that I ran through <br/>You think you shinin' in the light, well, bitch, I lamp too <br/>Get a 'Mani, catch a flight right to Cancún <br/>It was hard to ride the wave, but I swam through <br/>On a PJ, me and all my damn goons <br/>I'm so high, I feel like landin' on the damn moon <br/>Baby, we ride, goin' back to back in Phantoms <br/>I don't want you to call me crazy, baby, call me Hussein <br/>The big body heavy, it needed two lanes <br/>Two frames, Cartier glasses, I see right through things <br/>One thing that you can never call me is plain, hey <br/>Plain Jane Patek Philippe, it'll cost you everything <br/>A-B-double O-G-I-E, OD Louis, baby <br/>Ooh, she crazy, I'ma be DTB 'til I'm probably eighty <br/>Probably cost me half a milli' and I go to Saudi, baby <br/>I'm leaving on a jet plane and I don't know when I'll be coming back here, baby <br/>It's not you, it's me, I started moving so toxic lately <br/>Hoes and these streets got me so cold hearted lately <br/>Too soon, this lifestyle too soon <br/>And lil' mama said it was too soon to get that two-tone <br/>Cuban link, yellow and white or the rose gold <br/>Got you them precise cut diamonds, they got a ringtone <br/>And I got Murder Bravado up on my legs, ooh <br/>And that SF90 ain't got no legroom <br/>She broke my heart into pieces like it was a pencil <br/>Quit showin' off and let me fuck your friend soon <br/>I keep a tooly on my waist like a utensil <br/>I put them rocks around your neck just like a flintstone <br/>We started off with True Religions with the Balmain <br/>Wanna be different, I say Lanvin, you say Lanvin <br/> <br/>You might also like <br/>making the bed <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>the grudge <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/>get him back! <br/>Olivia Rodrigo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>I wrote this song for the last bitch that did me wrong <br/>I can't believe your turned your back when I was all alone <br/>The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own <br/>They gon' try to take our swag, but they could never clone us <br/>The richest in my family, at nineteen, I grown up <br/>Niggas call for me and I don't even pick my phone up <br/>Don't want no company 'cause lately ain't been feelin' no one <br/>They plan on slumpin' me, but comfortably, we keep it on us")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn6.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
_ariana-grande-positions-oficial-video.webp "Director Rep: Lark Creative Production Company: Freenjoy Produced by Nathan Scherrer & Whitney Jackson Director of Photography: Scott Cunningham Production Designer: Tino Shaedler Editor: Alyssa Oh Color: Stefan Sonnenfeld at Company 3 VFX Supervisor: Adam Avitabile at Ghost VFX Post: Ghost VFX and Mod Creations Official “positions” Lyrics: Heaven sent you to me I’m just hoping I don’t repeat history Boy I’m tryna meet your mama on a Sunday Then make a lotta love on a Monday Never need no No one else, babe ‘Cause I’ll be Switching the positions for you Cooking in the kitchen and I’m in the bedroom I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops Know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do That I won’t do, switching for Perfect, perfect You’re too good to be true But I get tired of running Fuck it, now I’m running with you (with you) Said boy I’m tryna meet your mama on a Sunday Then make a lotta love on a Monday Never need no No one else babe ‘Cause I’ll be Switching the positions for you Cooking in the kitchen and I’m in the bedroom I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops Know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do That I won’t do, switching for you Cooking in the kitchen and I’m in the bedroom I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops Know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do That I won’t do, switching for you This some shit that I Usually don’t do But for you I kinda Kinda want to Cause youre down for me And I’m down too Yeah I’m down too Switching the positions for you This some shit that I Usually don’t do But for you I kinda Kinda want to Cause youre down for me And I’m down too Switching the positions for you Cooking in the kitchen and I’m in the bedroom I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops Know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do That I won’t do, switching for you Cooking in the kitchen and I’m in the bedroom I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops Know my love infinite nothing I wouldn’t do That I won’t do, switching for you #ArianaGrande #positions")
![[Intro] <br/>(I'd really like to use cash) <br/>(Alijah4k on the beat) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I told all my haters bye, I told them hundreds hello <br/>They like how I play it smooth, say I'm a clever fellow <br/>I got my nigga living lavish, he came from the ghetto <br/>I told my bro to stand tall like he got on stilettos <br/>Stackin' up like Legos <br/>I got money now, so bitches acting like they prego' <br/>Getting racks like Melo <br/>Know I got to stay on ten, I got to keep my head on <br/>She mad cause I done fucked her friend, she like, “You know you dеad wrong” <br/>Damn, I gotta change my ways <br/>Now it's sixty on my neck, remеmber my chains was fake (Ice, ice) <br/>'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days <br/>But now I'm gettin' paid <br/>Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe <br/>Now I make like thirty bands, that's just to rock the stage <br/>I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave <br/>Man, ain't that a shame? <br/>She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (Mm-mm-mm) <br/>Even though I always try my best to do her right <br/>I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long <br/>I swear my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome <br/>My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them P's <br/>My bitches love it when I take 'em home and fuck 'em to my songs (On God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) <br/>Yeah, that's just how it be <br/>Niggas tryna ride my wave, I’m tryna ride the beat <br/>Bad bitch put on my scuba suit, I'm finna dive in deep <br/>Say you got paper, I believe in what my eyes can see <br/>For that money, I be fiendin', man, I swear I need it <br/>They didn't think that I could do it, but I beat the odds <br/>Biggest Ski, bitch, I'm the MVP, I think I'm undefeated <br/>(Ski)](https://cdn2.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHqbMmSwZUIcp0V_qaIYEv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_luh-tyler-change-my-wayz-oficial-video.webp "[Intro] <br/>(I'd really like to use cash) <br/>(Alijah4k on the beat) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>I told all my haters bye, I told them hundreds hello <br/>They like how I play it smooth, say I'm a clever fellow <br/>I got my nigga living lavish, he came from the ghetto <br/>I told my bro to stand tall like he got on stilettos <br/>Stackin' up like Legos <br/>I got money now, so bitches acting like they prego' <br/>Getting racks like Melo <br/>Know I got to stay on ten, I got to keep my head on <br/>She mad cause I done fucked her friend, she like, “You know you dеad wrong” <br/>Damn, I gotta change my ways <br/>Now it's sixty on my neck, remеmber my chains was fake (Ice, ice) <br/>'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days <br/>But now I'm gettin' paid <br/>Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe <br/>Now I make like thirty bands, that's just to rock the stage <br/>I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave <br/>Man, ain't that a shame? <br/>She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (Mm-mm-mm) <br/>Even though I always try my best to do her right <br/>I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long <br/>I swear my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome <br/>My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them P's <br/>My bitches love it when I take 'em home and fuck 'em to my songs (On God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) <br/>Yeah, that's just how it be <br/>Niggas tryna ride my wave, I’m tryna ride the beat <br/>Bad bitch put on my scuba suit, I'm finna dive in deep <br/>Say you got paper, I believe in what my eyes can see <br/>For that money, I be fiendin', man, I swear I need it <br/>They didn't think that I could do it, but I beat the odds <br/>Biggest Ski, bitch, I'm the MVP, I think I'm undefeated <br/>(Ski)")
![<br/>Lyrics: <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>(Kaysan) <br/>All my opps Brad Pitts <br/>Fuck out of here <br/>All these, all these ***s do is act gangster <br/>Them ***s ain't gangster <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>Plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>Since them ***s act, pull up with clips and shoot a movie (Shoot a movie) <br/>Depend on how good we do, this shit might make the TV too (Shit might make the news) <br/>Dependin' how good we do, might come out for a part two (Spin again) <br/>Pull up with cannons, bro-bro, you direct and I'm gon' shoot (Grrah, grahh, grahh) <br/>Red alert, dead alert, what my brother see? <br/>A *** just got put to bed alert (He got put asleep) <br/>This a super charge, love to make it jerk (Vroom, vroom) <br/>This a wicked ho, my song come on, she twerk (Yeah, yeah, yeah) <br/>Feel like Drizzy mama thirty years ago, the way I carry Drac' <br/>Lil' bruh knock on the door and run, the knob twist, I let it shake <br/>My *** tried to jump the fence, I heard he died on the gate <br/>They say one *** shot and missed 'em all <br/>Hello? Bet, I just heard he got shot in his face <br/> <br/>[G Herbo] <br/>Headshot, ain't no leg shots, bitch *** <br/>Forty blast, we gon' take his ass off the list, *** <br/>Breakin' glass, got him' takin' ass when we blitz ***s <br/>Think lil' bro done whipped a baby ass, keep that switch with 'em (Brrt) <br/>Ayy, jump out, we don't play (Bah) <br/>Split up, went both ways <br/>Shut up, we don't say (Shut the fuck up) <br/>Nothin', he in the way <br/>Get hit up, can't even get up, he hit in the face <br/>And ***s that's livin', we can't even trace <br/>They skipped the state, for real (They did) <br/>Range SVR, Trackhawk straight and we willin' to race (Willin' to race), for real <br/>Fuck the jakes, we gon' go on a chase <br/>Keep the foot on gas, like it ain't no brakes (Skrrt) <br/>We ain't giving no pass, give the chance to take it <br/>We just gon' take it, shoutout your bro, heard he ain't gon' make it <br/>Heard ***s hatin' how I gangbang, well, they just gon' hate it <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick & BIG30] <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Yeah, yeah) <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips (Big blrrd), plenty guns, plenty clips (Brr) <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Ayy, ayy, let's go) <br/> <br/>[BIG30] <br/>Brr, ayy, ayy, I don't fuck with ***s <br/>Plenty Glocks up in this bitch, pop out with plenty killers <br/>I swear, we never stop to spin, I got relentless killers <br/>Got KD with me, my lil' *** known to finish ***s <br/>Bitch, I got plenty pistols, my AR came with a sniper scope <br/>Lil' freaky bitch ain't got no license, eat dick while we drive the boat <br/>We spin they block, four people shot, now look, don't play with me no more <br/>Ayy, I'm a doggy with this Glock, but with this Draco, I'm the G.O.A.T <br/>Big blrrd, I get shit out of here <br/>Reach for my chain while at the show, get your shit splat in here <br/>I'ma leave this bitch just how I came, I leave you flat in here <br/>Don't drive suburbans to my show, ayy, throw that 'Cat in gear (Blrrd) <br/> <br/>[Babyface Ray] <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips (Plenty), forty-ones, no thirty-six (Uh-uh) <br/>Face mob, GTA (Face mob) <br/>Foreign cars at the Clearport bitch (Yeah) <br/>Really I'm laughin' (Laughin') <br/>'Cause ***s be lackin', laggin' (Lack) <br/>Far behind, I passed it <br/>My shorties be demons, lookin' for action <br/>Ask 'em, but say the wrong things, they blastin' <br/>Take off like NASA, we got a problem, Houston <br/>My youngin' with me, got a quick draw like Curry <br/>I know he get tired of shootin' (Creep down) <br/>All that actin', you a created player when you inside the booth (All that actin') <br/>Wood on the Drac', it look like a baseball bat, my ***s slidin' through (Wood grain) <br/>My neck lit, did the same thing for bitch, wrist full of diamonds too (***) <br/>Millions of racks, this the same thing when I sip, I'm tryna find the juice (***) <br/>M63, two-door, blue and this MAC, they can't find the roof (Boy) <br/>Count my money, goddamn, you a bad bitch and she fine as shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)](https://cdn5.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZGADLGSwZUuLJH5hFHqwKl9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_faze-kaysan-plenty-feat-nardo-wick-g-herbo-babyface-ray-amp-big30-oficial-video.webp "<br/>Lyrics: <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>(Kaysan) <br/>All my opps Brad Pitts <br/>Fuck out of here <br/>All these, all these ***s do is act gangster <br/>Them ***s ain't gangster <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>Plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick] <br/>Since them ***s act, pull up with clips and shoot a movie (Shoot a movie) <br/>Depend on how good we do, this shit might make the TV too (Shit might make the news) <br/>Dependin' how good we do, might come out for a part two (Spin again) <br/>Pull up with cannons, bro-bro, you direct and I'm gon' shoot (Grrah, grahh, grahh) <br/>Red alert, dead alert, what my brother see? <br/>A *** just got put to bed alert (He got put asleep) <br/>This a super charge, love to make it jerk (Vroom, vroom) <br/>This a wicked ho, my song come on, she twerk (Yeah, yeah, yeah) <br/>Feel like Drizzy mama thirty years ago, the way I carry Drac' <br/>Lil' bruh knock on the door and run, the knob twist, I let it shake <br/>My *** tried to jump the fence, I heard he died on the gate <br/>They say one *** shot and missed 'em all <br/>Hello? Bet, I just heard he got shot in his face <br/> <br/>[G Herbo] <br/>Headshot, ain't no leg shots, bitch *** <br/>Forty blast, we gon' take his ass off the list, *** <br/>Breakin' glass, got him' takin' ass when we blitz ***s <br/>Think lil' bro done whipped a baby ass, keep that switch with 'em (Brrt) <br/>Ayy, jump out, we don't play (Bah) <br/>Split up, went both ways <br/>Shut up, we don't say (Shut the fuck up) <br/>Nothin', he in the way <br/>Get hit up, can't even get up, he hit in the face <br/>And ***s that's livin', we can't even trace <br/>They skipped the state, for real (They did) <br/>Range SVR, Trackhawk straight and we willin' to race (Willin' to race), for real <br/>Fuck the jakes, we gon' go on a chase <br/>Keep the foot on gas, like it ain't no brakes (Skrrt) <br/>We ain't giving no pass, give the chance to take it <br/>We just gon' take it, shoutout your bro, heard he ain't gon' make it <br/>Heard ***s hatin' how I gangbang, well, they just gon' hate it <br/> <br/>[Nardo Wick & BIG30] <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips <br/>We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Yeah, yeah) <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips (Big blrrd), plenty guns, plenty clips (Brr) <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Ayy, ayy, let's go) <br/> <br/>[BIG30] <br/>Brr, ayy, ayy, I don't fuck with ***s <br/>Plenty Glocks up in this bitch, pop out with plenty killers <br/>I swear, we never stop to spin, I got relentless killers <br/>Got KD with me, my lil' *** known to finish ***s <br/>Bitch, I got plenty pistols, my AR came with a sniper scope <br/>Lil' freaky bitch ain't got no license, eat dick while we drive the boat <br/>We spin they block, four people shot, now look, don't play with me no more <br/>Ayy, I'm a doggy with this Glock, but with this Draco, I'm the G.O.A.T <br/>Big blrrd, I get shit out of here <br/>Reach for my chain while at the show, get your shit splat in here <br/>I'ma leave this bitch just how I came, I leave you flat in here <br/>Don't drive suburbans to my show, ayy, throw that 'Cat in gear (Blrrd) <br/> <br/>[Babyface Ray] <br/>Plenty guns, plenty clips (Plenty), forty-ones, no thirty-six (Uh-uh) <br/>Face mob, GTA (Face mob) <br/>Foreign cars at the Clearport bitch (Yeah) <br/>Really I'm laughin' (Laughin') <br/>'Cause ***s be lackin', laggin' (Lack) <br/>Far behind, I passed it <br/>My shorties be demons, lookin' for action <br/>Ask 'em, but say the wrong things, they blastin' <br/>Take off like NASA, we got a problem, Houston <br/>My youngin' with me, got a quick draw like Curry <br/>I know he get tired of shootin' (Creep down) <br/>All that actin', you a created player when you inside the booth (All that actin') <br/>Wood on the Drac', it look like a baseball bat, my ***s slidin' through (Wood grain) <br/>My neck lit, did the same thing for bitch, wrist full of diamonds too (***) <br/>Millions of racks, this the same thing when I sip, I'm tryna find the juice (***) <br/>M63, two-door, blue and this MAC, they can't find the roof (Boy) <br/>Count my money, goddamn, you a bad bitch and she fine as shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)")
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_olivia-rodrigo-vampire-oficial-video.webp "LYRICS hate to give the satisfaction asking how you’re doing now how’s the castle built off people you pretend to care about just what you wanted look at you, cool guy, you got it i see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when i close my eyes six months of torture that you sold as some forbidden paradise i loved you truly gotta laugh at the stupidity cuz i’ve made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine i should’ve known it was strange you only come out at night i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive the way you sold me for parts as you sunk your teeth into me, oh bloodsucker, famefucker bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire every girl i ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news you called them crazy god i hate the way i called them crazy too you’re so convincing how do you lie without flinching (how do you lie, how do you lie, how do you lie) oh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked up little thrill can’t figure out just how you do it and god knows i never will went for me and not her cuz girls your age know better i’ve made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine i should’ve known it was strange you only come out at night i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive the way you sold me for parts as you sunk your teeth into me, oh bloodsucker, famefucker bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire you said it was true love but wouldn’t that be hard you can’t love anyone cuz that would mean you had a heart i tried you help you out now i know that i can’t cuz how you think’s the kind of thing i’ll never understand i’ve made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine i should’ve known it was strange you only come out at night i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive the way you sold me for parts as you sunk your teeth into me, oh bloodsucker, famefucker bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire")
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