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a garage band
In high school with the
Intentions of just making music for
The love of it we
Met Taylor and our friend Jason
Clark at our school and
Found out

first Glock
Young nigga bitch I'm making it pop Ducking the cops, tryna knock off a Opp
Flipping them blicks, tryna make me A bank
I move by myself ion'

Coolin' in the cut with the shooters
Young nigga playin' with a Ruger
Pullin' up in a new Barracuda
(Coolin' in the cut with my shooters) bah

don't bring out the hoes
Make more bands don't bring out the hoes
Make more bands don't bring out the hoes


Yeah
Shit I was told is a mystery I put

I be riding real solo
Making bands on solo( making bands on solo)
She do shit you don’t know( she do shit you don’t know)
Make a bitch drop low low(

I'm in here like maybe I should be planning on saving these dollars I keep on making
These hoes ain't never need saving though

Just keep it honest yo
I

thought it's madden
When I'm throwin', they catchin, I feel like Eli Manning
You ain't gang then you can't hang, what you here for?
Livin' young

making money on the tour bus (Cash)
Keeping all these bands on us (Bands)
Got these fans on us (Fans)
Keeping me a Glock ain't no hands on us
So you better

young Nick
Your panties all in a bunch, well you can suck my dick
All these chicks is ridiculous, conversations is frivolous
Man, fuck all these

have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song

And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in

money go get paid young man get paid

And fuck everything in the way 

I take a g out the rubber band straight out my jeans and my other hand steamin

majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR:  Be quiet!
DENNIS:  --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR:  Be quiet!  I

And Eli Schwebel's Lev Tahor
Forever Will These Songs Resound - On Data Sticks and in the Clouds
Chaim Dovid Ya Ma Mai - No Key for Leiner is too High

waiting
Niggas watching like orientation
Ball with my brother like Eli and Peyton
Run up the bands, we finally made it

Uh, XL
Making a living off beats I

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

a castrate 
Mystery man 

He sits here with father
We seem so in love too 

Open up a cat skin 
White with a pretty hand 
Wish the little beast gone

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

Trouble done sewed up the tracks
Bitches not playing like they win or get smacked
By some young niggas that's down to break a bitch
The Nickel Nut

a brick down lemme show you how to flip
Ima ball player but I came in with your bitch
Would of robbed that nigga but his broke ass got no shit
Ima young

We poppin' rubber bands!
Spend this money by the grand!

We Poppin' rubber bands, spend
This money by grand
What you make up in a week
Nigga I got it

bands in my pockets
You ain't making moves then we can't dance
Making money that part of the plan
All my skills got you stuck in a trance
Got game breaker

get 'em gone
Clientele good, ain't no riding that bike
They call me lil Eli, but I go by Stretch
Cayce baby if you know where that's at
Bout to come up

banish you
I'm hot like the Cajun in Baton Rouge
You ain't on shit you been canning food
I'm making a movie with Spanish Jew
We might have to fly out

Hi Bich [Remix]

Rich the Kid

Hi Bich

2017

bitch, hi bitch
Hi bitch, hi bitch

Lil' nigga, got bands in my pocket
You lil' niggas broke, all that flexing, just stop it
I cop me an Audi, that

of sad young man 
Glasses full of rye 
All the news is bad again so 
Kiss your dreams goodbye 

All the sad young men sitting in the bars 
Knowing neon

a nigga lace
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our

(Rawwest Nigga Alive)
Fuck the Cris', Legramme by the case
New Bugatti, who wanna race
Black Barbie,