Diedragon 36o

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@jaatura Ай бұрын

Listened to this while locking in shit was amazing felt like i was in need for speed

@stillmobbincompton Ай бұрын

Desto dubb on this that's awful lotta cough syrup 🍇🍼

@diedragon36o36 2 ай бұрын

m.soundcloud.com/1600vaultt/heartbeat-lil-uzi-vert

@zacharyjenkins5518 2 ай бұрын

I’m here to save yall the stress and heartache…it’s on SoundCloud🤙🏾

@RIFZGAMER99 2 ай бұрын

the freestyle at the end tho 💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@tylerwerner1154 2 ай бұрын

I listen to this everytime im locking in

@zacharyjenkins5518 2 ай бұрын

It’s on SoundCloud

@alem776 2 ай бұрын

The banger Trax don't go on yours cause yur not bout the LS lyfe;o

@lucianomurer 3 ай бұрын

This beat is so unique, love it

@chrismoniaci 4 ай бұрын

Yeah Yeah Yeah (TrapHouse) Yeah Whole hunnid in cash, that’s that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that’s that real deal Trap coke, white Bentayga, that’s that real deal When the vibes in the summer, man you niggas you know how we comin I-I just gotta question, “why they hate on us?” Two hunnid off of merch, I can’t make this up I might take a Spanish chick to Jamaica cuz these niggas fakin, blood Y’all work be rakin up, reality rack yall fake as fuck Niggas ain’t even on pace with us All money in like Net My stepdad was Crip My OG still a whoop Too A1 for you niggas 1500 on my shoes, I paid for em in all blues Pretty toes in stilettos, I love the way yall move, uh Lemme see what’s goin on She caught me in the corner with a bottle extra large We goin extra hard (Yeah) Jewelry like Escobar (Yeah) Bitch, I’m the state champ I catch dubs and I bring em back to the city I-I just need a quickie On my neck is 50 I might trade the rack in (I might trade the rack in) (uh) She love it when I’m sackin (She love me when I’m sackin) Yeah Whole hunnid in cash, that’s that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that’s that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope boy Nikes on my feet, nigga I’m still the plug I might mix up the Celine with the Pro Club They ain’t show me no love, til they see my doors go up She been missin for a week, have you seen her? All she want is good dick and sativa Shut down any spot, we hit my niggas T’d up Playin YG on mixtape bitch I just read up My-My niggas got them stacks that look like notepads Let’s get some more cash, they see us when we float past I’ll cover the whole tab, Mike Jack bag, I’m goin bad In a half a day smoke a whole half No wonder why she got so attached Whole hunnid in cash, that’s that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that’s that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope boy Nikes on my feet, nigga I’m still the plug I might mix up the Celine with the Pro Club They ain’t show me no love, til they see my doors go up I ain’t payin shit til I see the seal open up Six hunnid dollars every time the trunk open up (unknown) so I need I used to print on the Pro Club I ran outta smalls, for a medium you’ll have to hold up (Skrt) I used to rob Stacy Adam’s niggas used to roast us (Bitch) Now I’m with Hit and Dom niggas tryna toast us (Nope) My face up on the van and my face up on the poster (Dub) My daddy wanted a Porsche so he named my sister Porsche I feel like a Migo what I did for the culture (Migo) Rollin with the snakes, nigga turned into a vulture (Skrrrt) Codeine Cowboy dropped a pint up in my holster (Wock) That’s an awful lotta hits, muhfucka thought I told ya (Hit-Boy) Whole hunnid in cash, that’s that real deal Long hair, thick ass, that’s that real deal Baby look like wifey, baby look like wifey Dope boy Nikes on my feet, nigga I’m still the plug I might mix up the Celine with the Pro Club They ain’t show me no love, til they see my doors go up Brass walkin, trash talkin, mass coffin, I’ve gassed Hawkin Get cash bossin, bravado brisk bread winner Across the Rag Four Super Sport red center The pain peppery, laces ain’t no preppin me Ain’t no pressin me, you pranksters ain’t oppressin me I had the recipe before police arrested me Woah, rest the peace until my enemies rest in peace I blow smoke in the police face On Bloods I don’t really give a fuck about a case Better do your homework fore you get murked Better ask somebody they gon tell you Blood burnt at the MGM turnt threw my dick onna Craps table Red flag off the black label at the Blackjack table Got Stallions in the stable Murder like she played her Now G Ronny plays with (unknown) like a nigga Tony Yeyo Scoop of Tony Fontana flamed up Phantom on a two tenths stabbin Pasadena what’s hattnin