Відео

EDP445 be like:

My current ringtone😂😂😂😂

Откуда мелка бро

jawbreakerjuice when hard on dis

most fire instrumental

Na how is this PAEC 💀

Microwave beat 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️

.75 speed is straight goofy

this a perfect ringtone

dman

Sounds like a hood nokia phone ringtone

Edp diss track beat

this genuinely might be the hardest beat of all time

Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president How I'm comin'? I'm just steppin', bitch I'm praying to my money everyday, that shit was a exorcist (Ex) I can't stop spending money on some extra shit (No) You can't stop all the cappin', Instagramin' shit Who just told my bitch I made some bread? I guess I'm vanishin' (Gone) On some stupid shit, put 10K in that crash machine and doubled it On some stupid shit, said, "I love you" to this bitch, but I was high On some stupid shit I thought that I was dead couldn't open my eyes On some stupid shit this bitch just told me that she was down to ride We on my vibes (Vibes) What you gon' say if we get pulled over by them guys? I just tested her I tried that bitch, I told her I was lyin', there's no competitor Everyday we live like this a Instagram, this shit regular I don't pick up the phone, no I don't, no answer them Don't call my cellular I just hit a jugg for 28K, throw away that phone I don't even have the same number no more So it's best you leave me alone I just spent like six-hun' on this Montblanc cologne Something wrong wit' that kid, inside his head them blinkers on (Ha) First off, I need a bag from you lil' bitch, 'fore I even say a word Bitch, I feel like Willy Wonka's factory with syrup (Lean) If twizzy want a kill (yeah) He gon' kill, there's no insurance (Baow, baow) Ehh (Baow), these kids is germs Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president Wick just walked in the party wit' two Glocks, but that shit evident Chop his body up then dump him off, can't leave no evidence (Woah) Stop mentioning me in them weak-ass songs you droppin' Tryna get relevance (Ha) Know they was already mad, but fuck it We gon' give them hell wit' this (Ha) We put that brand new opp pack in the air Cause I love the smell of this (Yeah, hey) She wanna fuck, okay, well come on, let's go inside Like, what you doin'? (Woah) Yeah we can fuck, okay, but you can't spend the night Like, what you doin'? (Wow) I always wanted the bands, while your ass was playin' around Like, what you doin'? (Yeah) I pull up and shoot your medulla, lay that nigga down Like, what you doin'? (Ha) You say you got bands like, bitch, is you a fuckin' clown? Like, what you doin'? (ya) Bitch, I'm a G.O.A.T., I'm a king, I need a fuckin' crown Like, what you doin'? (ya) Just hit the hoe, he's a lil' okay, he skippin' now Like, what you doin'? (Ha) Yeah, okay, it's a go, we finna get him now Like, what you doin'? (Woah) Prada my feet, Prada my bag, I'm so proud of me (Ha) I done made well over six figures through technology (Woah) I remember my lazy ass was failing biology (Yeah, ha) Fuck it, I knew I was gon' be rich, that's what I was bound to be Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president

Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president How I'm comin'? I'm just steppin', bitch I'm praying to my money everyday, that shit was a exorcist (Ex) I can't stop spending money on some extra shit (No) You can't stop all the cappin', Instagramin' shit Who just told my bitch I made some bread? I guess I'm vanishin' (Gone) On some stupid shit, put 10K in that crash machine and doubled it On some stupid shit, said, "I love you" to this bitch, but I was high On some stupid shit I thought that I was dead couldn't open my eyes On some stupid shit this bitch just told me that she was down to ride We on my vibes (Vibes) What you gon' say if we get pulled over by them guys? I just tested her I tried that bitch, I told her I was lyin', there's no competitor Everyday we live like this a Instagram, this shit regular I don't pick up the phone, no I don't, no answer them Don't call my cellular I just hit a jugg for 28K, throw away that phone I don't even have the same number no more So it's best you leave me alone I just spent like six-hun' on this Montblanc cologne Something wrong wit' that kid, inside his head them blinkers on (Ha) First off, I need a bag from you lil' bitch, 'fore I even say a word Bitch, I feel like Willy Wonka's factory with syrup (Lean) If twizzy want a kill (yeah) He gon' kill, there's no insurance (Baow, baow) Ehh (Baow), these kids is germs Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president Wick just walked in the party wit' two Glocks, but that shit evident Chop his body up then dump him off, can't leave no evidence (Woah) Stop mentioning me in them weak-ass songs you droppin' Tryna get relevance (Ha) Know they was already mad, but fuck it We gon' give them hell wit' this (Ha) We put that brand new opp pack in the air Cause I love the smell of this (Yeah, hey) She wanna fuck, okay, well come on, let's go inside Like, what you doin'? (Woah) Yeah we can fuck, okay, but you can't spend the night Like, what you doin'? (Wow) I always wanted the bands, while your ass was playin' around Like, what you doin'? (Yeah) I pull up and shoot your medulla, lay that nigga down Like, what you doin'? (Ha) You say you got bands like, bitch, is you a fuckin' clown? Like, what you doin'? (ya) Bitch, I'm a G.O.A.T., I'm a king, I need a fuckin' crown Like, what you doin'? (ya) Just hit the hoe, he's a lil' okay, he skippin' now Like, what you doin'? (Ha) Yeah, okay, it's a go, we finna get him now Like, what you doin'? (Woah) Prada my feet, Prada my bag, I'm so proud of me (Ha) I done made well over six figures through technology (Woah) I remember my lazy ass was failing biology (Yeah, ha) Fuck it, I knew I was gon' be rich, that's what I was bound to be Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (ehh) Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president

This 1 of the hardest beats of the secade

it’s connected to my speaker and it’s vibrating my whole bed😭😭

lead is bad ik

I can hear the opium gang pulling up to my block. Goodbye.😔

bro the lead has me CRYING

0:11

0:12

no way opium ice cream truck theme song be like😭🙏

what the fuck is that lead LMAOOOOOOOO

WHO IS PLAYING THE ZYLOPHONE

🔥🔥

im twerking

Peak

Buggy D Clowns Theme Song Straight From The Hood

Обзор Текст песни Слушать Основные результаты What? What? What? Fuck her up, fuck her up (yeah) Fuck her up (yeah) fuck her up (yeah, yeah) Fuck her up Fuck her up Fuck her up Fuck her up All these niggas talking 'bout me All these niggas dressing like me Niggas tryna disrespect me Bitch, that's gon' come with a fee I got a bitch I fuck on for free (bitch) I got a bitch I fuck on, she a freak (what?) I got this Rick Owens shit for free (bitch, yeah) I got this Bottega, yeah for free (yeah) I'm rocking all Givenchy, yeah for free (Givenchy) This shit not on sale, I'm not cheap (what?) Got a brand new Aventador And it's not leased Rockstar shit but I'm not Machine Gun And I feel like I'm the only rockstar, the only one (what? What? What?) The only one The only one The only one The chosen one The chosen one My bitch got her nails done, uhh (what? What? What?) My bitch got her hair laid, slatt But I only take her to tour dates, bitch I'm a rockstar bitch, I can't date I can't tell if I love her (what? What? What? What?) Johnny Cage, beat it up under covers (slatt) (What?) Gotta have a rubber Or I'm in trouble, slatt Heard you had a bag but you fumbled (yeah) All my ops dead (what? What? What?) But I'ma continue to be humble (slatt, slatt, slatt) Ah, yeah (slick) Puah (slick, slick, slick) Puah (slick, slick, slick) Puah (slick, slick, slick) Puah (slick, slick, slick)

Are 1 or 2 notes off key on the lead, or is that me

Ice cream truck

this is not a true instrumental

🔥🔥🔥

1.5× speed going insane

only a few notes and still sets the mood throughout the whole song. the bragging and off tune rapping kinda ruins it

slatt slatt slatt

this instrumental makes me imagine some creep hunched over in a fetal position biting his nails and laughing maniacally while coming up with the most sinister crime against humanity💀

i listen to this after every meat beating sesh. i put that on my great great grandmotha

Bro this shit terrible

Bro jingling keys

This reminds me of Die lit :')

lead is off key asf

Tae Retro bodied his remix of this

808's download??

hardest beat in rap history. change my mind

2 years later shi still go hard

You got an off note on that lead

1.1x or 1.2x 😮‍💨

All that comes up in my head when I hear this is when rdc world and them is booping they head 😭💀😹