@pablobavaria8265 just not the guy rapping. The lyrics are about shooting people with guns being from the streets girls and drugs. Not a song from God. This is the devil
Same melody with different base i have been heard on pxlr beats channel(pink theme with black batman) and Gas shawty also upload it with same melody . Guys this is such an amazing.
[Chorus: Money Man] Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower [Verse 2: Lil Baby] A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko Big, big spender, took a jet to Morocco I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin' I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin' These niggas not real slime, they imposter I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll drop him She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin' I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets (Baby) [Outro: Money Man] Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
Where the bars at rhyming is easy anyone can do it don't make sense how brain dead rap is now a day's no skill anymore only a select few with real skill
no me siento vacio sigo siendo aquel crio demasiadas problemas pero el uno a lao mio el que me da la paz y mi vida le fio y yo sigo pa delante con mi cante sin la gente que me dijo que me plante un instante con el es gigante tanto que ya no recuerdo el ilyass de antes no me pares brother, mi mente no me gana como valencia me levanto aunque pasen mil danas ya se acabo tu drama tambien ando sin lana pero Dios me cuida de que me toquen las llamas yo paguel mal por mal, nos corte con metal quise abusar del dulce pero devolvieron sal iba de cachorrillo, pero yo era un chacal y daba igual que espejo siempre me miraba mal no se como arreglarme, si hay algo que arreglar y procuro alejarme, de quien quiere coartar hay en gargantas nudos que quiero desatar hay grafitis en muros que nadie va alumbrar no importa su opinion si de los que estan más cerca voy tirar mi data sin hablar de putas y merca la mente es la más terca, también es la mas puerca y el corazón engaña, cuando de amor hay oferta le menti a la mentira le dije que abri la puerta y hasta la desgraciada cree que hay la mentira cierta hermano apura despierta no se como curarme, pero soy chico sano Le pido a Dios que el pan del dia danos ellos quieren espada, ellos quieren ser thanos cultivan sus placeres, pronto esos seran sus amos tu tienes adiccion? quien
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo 30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' headwrap If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back Megan had us all listenin' to Bagg, big facts Megan had us all listenin' to stream, big facts All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely She know I get racks, she know my mentality Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas I'm the head bad guy, 50 different gridlines Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top? Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo 30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
I Aint Stoppin 4 Nun I’m Gettin Dis Money I’m Runnin It Up Fuck All The Love it’s Fake Pop Me A Percocet I’m Feelin Great Pour Me A Drank Smoke Me A Blunt 2 Da Face Im Still In Da Street I’m Still In Da Flame Still In Da Game Still Fuck The Ops And The
Burning on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo Thirty laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip the Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke [Verse 1: Money Man] Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' hemp wrap If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back Making hash oil, listening to Bank, Big Facts Making hash oil, listening to Scream, Big Facts All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely She know I get racks, she know my mentality Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas Only hit banks, got fifty different cred' lines Turn a lady's son to a FOX 5 headline I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top? [Chorus: Money Man] Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower [Verse 2: Lil Baby] A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko Big, big spender, take a jet to Morocco I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin' I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin' These niggas not real slime, they imposter I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll chop him She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin' I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets
faccio spin sono in chill pure oggi l’obiettivo sai che sono i soldi cosa pensi con noi no non fotti non parlare se non ci conosci nella zona moonwalk come j nella cassa senti solo O-G nella zona moonwalk come j nella cassa senti solo O-G bamba come gunna solo pushin P la metto da 3 sono io mvp non fotto con hoes le force sono clean chiamo my G per chiudere il feat AH entro in studio sono lit ho fatto una bomba l'ho fatto col G voglio 7k se chiedi il feat ai piedi le force bro scendo col drip AH YEAH in the studio siamo lit non fotto con questi faccio pushin P sta bitch che mi chiama ma bro sono chill sto senza pensieri sto dentro la street cuore freddo sotto zero con questi pagliacci già sai che non temo co corro di fretta bro giovane negro no time per intoppi ora penso al dinero cuore freddo sotto zero non tornerò broke ora penso al dinero troppo drip addosso sto portando il peso il mio G nella zona vestito di nero schiaccio un po’ di ops pulisco le retro i don’t give a fuck se mi parli dietro cambio il mio flow ma rimango lo stesso penso a quei soldi no time per il resto O-G in zona O-G in the bendo pensiamo fluss no time per il resto con questa babbi non perdo il mio tempo Il tempo e denaro sai che non aspetto facciamo spin siamo chill pure oggi facciamo spin nella street qui non fotti moonwalk nella zona si tutte le notti bro nella cassa senti solo O-G O-G solo O-G pure oggi giù on street sai che non fotti siamo svegli mica tonti tu che parli ma non ci conosci me ne fotto si bro di chi sei me la chillo no stress con i miei sbuffo thoughts già sai everyday sbuffo thoughts si si everyday faccio spin sono in chill pure oggi l’obiettivo sai che sono i soldi cosa pensi con noi no non fotti non parlare se non ci conosci nella zona moonwalk come j nella cassa senti solo O-G nella zona moonwalk come j nella cassa senti solo O-G 24h sto con i miei negri me la chillo in zona si senza problemi vestito di nero no face non mi vedi troppo drip addosso ma sto ancora in piedi soldi nella tasca sai mi sembra chiaro tu sei uno che parla ma non ne parliamo spingo pushin P già sai me ne vado big up con i G già sai che non cado non parlare fai parlare I fatti dacci tempo siamo pronti a farli partiti da zero non c'erano agganci resto vero anche in mezzo ai falsi ho tagliato contatti per quei contanti perche la gente è falsa e non posso fidarmi ho il flow che è pesante lo pesi in chili bro mica in grammi
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo 30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' headwrap If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back Megan had us all listenin' to Bagg, big facts Megan had us all listenin' to stream, big facts All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely She know I get racks, she know my mentality Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas I'm the head bad guy, 50 different gridlines Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top? Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo 30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
![Lil Baby - Sum 2 Prove [Instrumental] (Prod. By Twysted Genius) + DL via @Hipstrumentals](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/pKbRbsrsFQ4/mqdefault.jpg)
This beat puts me in a different universe. 🔥
U r right about that brethren. I feel different when I hear this beat. 👍
love this song it makes me emotional idky
That frequency bro. #THEZONE
u good?
You not the only one
Type shit. But it's not too emotional
Same here. 🔥
The instruments are so dam chilling
This is a cold ass beat it will be bumping if you had the right sounds in your car
You mean right speakers ?
@@crowdedveins9210nah he said what he said👅👅
guys dont make this shit go viral let's keep it as a buried treasure
Fr
That guitar goes hard
@@michaelharris-2001 as well as the humming gentleman 👏🏽 somehow reminds me of Timbaland
@pablobavaria8265 just not the guy rapping. The lyrics are about shooting people with guns being from the streets girls and drugs. Not a song from God. This is the devil
@@michaelharris-2001Try Pop Smoke
That's why u need contrasts in your beats. Chilling guitar with hard Drums. Sick.
I love this beat. This one of my favorite songs. Money Man and Lil Baby both rode the beat 🔥
It was one of those I listened once and was like this kinda dope and the more I listen it’s now my favorite song
@@Liththium same bro
Ohhhh ohhhh, ayyy ayyy ayyy, ohhhh ohhhh
When that layer comes in it gets so much better
it is like
lil baby - sold out dates but slowed 🌊
Its gunnas song btw
how if the bpm of this is faster
@@wunna1gunna it might be faster but the chords are sounds slow
@@cutelittlemf which one
CHILL MODE
Lil baby is so fire.
Next level beats.... especially when I hear in my car...
Best one so far
Lol because its the original
It’s because they connect with the producer of the song then post it here
Eargasm
OHHH OHHH AYE AYE AYE👌🏾
The counter melody 🔥
Yeah yeah yeah
the beat is so cold
all I want to do in life is make beats man where tf do I start
Get ableton/ fl, if you do get windows. Watch this guy - Underbelly
FL studio
😢🔥💔 this is so fucking good
facts
Q hermoso beat me saca de la realidad y fumo uno relax
Need a Money Man Philly instrumental 😎
Love intumental se puede usar
I got to say I didn't expect this but also I did in a weird way
Same melody with different base i have been heard on pxlr beats channel(pink theme with black batman) and Gas shawty also upload it with same melody .
Guys this is such an amazing.
Yes! But I can't find plxr's channel.
Stunnah Beatz- Givenchy
@@EpicSauce12345 Thnx dude for sharing another one and i think stunnah beat is an Indian guy, na?
1:20 😩😩
Too Fire🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
1:45,1:46,1:47😢😢😅😅😅😅
I love this best🙏😇💙
THE BEAT IS SO FUCKIN HARDD🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥😭🔥🔥🔥😭😭😭😭🔥😭😭😭🔥🔥🔥
My hit.
wowowowow wowowow
Best version
original not version
am i trippin or is it "stuck in a dream" gunna and lil mosey?
Thank you!
I wish this intro was repeated 🔥
[Chorus: Money Man]
Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko
Big, big spender, took a jet to Morocco
I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko
I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though
I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin'
I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin'
These niggas not real slime, they imposter
I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum
I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip
Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll drop him
She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar
Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar
I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta
Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper
I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up
I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin'
I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh
Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit
I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches
Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi
I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious
I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches
Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options
Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets (Baby)
[Outro: Money Man]
Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
Where the bars at rhyming is easy anyone can do it don't make sense how brain dead rap is now a day's no skill anymore only a select few with real skill
This beat makes me think of Kobe..like it's for him..RIP KOBE
“Grew up in da trap watchin Kobe yam on niggas”💯🙏🏽🕊💪🏽
Bout to remake this
RIP to the Honda K24...
Can i use this beat on youtube? Non profit.
This Song make me play hard basketball and do it for Kobe Bryant and one day I wanna to be like Kobe Bryant one day 💜💛🏀🏀
keep grinding hard bro
Chase your dreams you’ll get there, keep working hard bro
Go hard for it
It's only you vs you !
Beats to put me to 😴😴
no me siento vacio
sigo siendo aquel crio
demasiadas problemas
pero el uno a lao mio
el que me da la paz
y mi vida le fio
y yo sigo pa delante
con mi cante
sin la gente que me dijo que me plante
un instante con el
es gigante
tanto que ya no recuerdo el ilyass de antes
no me pares brother, mi mente no me gana
como valencia me levanto aunque pasen mil danas
ya se acabo tu drama tambien ando sin lana
pero Dios me cuida de que me toquen las llamas
yo paguel mal por mal, nos corte con metal
quise abusar del dulce pero devolvieron sal
iba de cachorrillo, pero yo era un chacal
y daba igual que espejo siempre me miraba mal
no se como arreglarme, si hay algo que arreglar
y procuro alejarme, de quien quiere coartar
hay en gargantas nudos que quiero desatar
hay grafitis en muros que nadie va alumbrar
no importa su opinion si de los que estan más cerca
voy tirar mi data sin hablar de putas y merca
la mente es la más terca, también es la mas puerca
y el corazón engaña, cuando de amor hay oferta
le menti a la mentira le dije que abri la puerta
y hasta la desgraciada cree que hay la mentira cierta
hermano apura despierta
no se como curarme, pero soy chico sano
Le pido a Dios que el pan del dia danos
ellos quieren espada, ellos quieren ser thanos
cultivan sus placeres, pronto esos seran sus amos
tu tienes adiccion? quien
2:01
1:17
That guitar is very similar to Weight on me by Sleepy Hallow
ok thanks
didn't sheff g also use this beat or am i thinkin of sum1 else
yeah i’m pretty sure for weight on me i was also like wait i’ve heard this before
Nice
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' headwrap
If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back
If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back
Megan had us all listenin' to Bagg, big facts
Megan had us all listenin' to stream, big facts
All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped
Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off
I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off
I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked
My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep
I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me
Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly
She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely
She know I get racks, she know my mentality
Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga
Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga
Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga
Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas
I'm the head bad guy, 50 different gridlines
Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline
I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line
Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine
I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase
Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries
They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering
All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering
Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock
I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps
It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock
Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
Do should’ve ducked by Lil Durk and Pooh Shiesty
🔥😭
can i have a song writter
🔥🔥😩
Play it at 1.25x
I’m going to make that sound RIGHT NOW. Thkx
@@alexsowernowbeat7147 it sounds jus like weight on me by sheff g.... go check it out 💯
@@Bris1921 it’s the same sample
@@Bris1921 it sounds like sold out dates
1:46 should be 0:15 instead, that’s the way in the real song.
Engineer probably messed with the beats structuring, since this is the orignal way the producer sent the beat.
@@chrismedrano5016 Ah fair
Fuckin fire!!
It's like death note but hip hop death note
am i trippin or didn’t kodak rap over this ? or who did ?
youre thinking of pimping aint eazy
Se ci canto da sopra è possibile metterla su tutti i digital store? Ovviamente con menzione
I Aint Stoppin 4 Nun
I’m Gettin Dis Money
I’m Runnin It Up
Fuck All The Love it’s Fake
Pop Me A Percocet I’m Feelin Great
Pour Me A Drank
Smoke Me A Blunt 2 Da Face
Im Still In Da Street
I’m Still In Da Flame
Still In Da Game
Still Fuck The Ops And The
🗑️
if I sing it from above is it possible to put it on all digital stores? Obviously with mention
What's with the distortion? Sounds way worse
This is the original beat, the one he has with Lil Baby got remixed
SHUT UOPOSUEIHHU
This beat sound like every other beat on UA-cam.
well it aint nothing special without vocals bruh
1st
I make 10k of views in this video for sure
Death Note Type Beat
Butterfly Effect 2 iykyk
Burning on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
Thirty laptops in my motherfuckin' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip the Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
[Verse 1: Money Man]
Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' hemp wrap
If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back
If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back
Making hash oil, listening to Bank, Big Facts
Making hash oil, listening to Scream, Big Facts
All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped
Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off
I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off
I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked
My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep
I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me
Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly
She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely
She know I get racks, she know my mentality
Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga
Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga
Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga
Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas
Only hit banks, got fifty different cred' lines
Turn a lady's son to a FOX 5 headline
I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line
Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine
I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase
Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries
They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering
All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering
Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock
I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps
It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock
Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
[Chorus: Money Man]
Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko
Big, big spender, take a jet to Morocco
I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko
I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though
I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin'
I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin'
These niggas not real slime, they imposter
I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum
I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip
Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll chop him
She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar
Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar
I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta
Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper
I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up
I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin'
I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh
Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit
I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches
Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi
I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious
I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches
Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options
Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets
Viral it is lol
faccio spin sono in chill pure oggi
l’obiettivo sai che sono i soldi
cosa pensi con noi no non fotti
non parlare se non ci conosci
nella zona moonwalk come j
nella cassa senti solo O-G
nella zona moonwalk come j
nella cassa senti solo O-G
bamba come gunna solo pushin P
la metto da 3 sono io mvp
non fotto con hoes le force sono clean
chiamo my G per chiudere il feat
AH
entro in studio sono lit
ho fatto una bomba l'ho fatto col G
voglio 7k se chiedi il feat
ai piedi le force bro scendo col drip
AH YEAH
in the studio siamo lit
non fotto con questi faccio pushin P
sta bitch che mi chiama ma bro sono chill
sto senza pensieri sto dentro la street
cuore freddo sotto zero
con questi pagliacci già sai che non temo
co corro di fretta bro giovane negro
no time per intoppi ora penso al dinero
cuore freddo sotto zero
non tornerò broke ora penso al dinero
troppo drip addosso sto portando il peso
il mio G nella zona vestito di nero
schiaccio un po’ di ops pulisco le retro
i don’t give a fuck se mi parli dietro
cambio il mio flow ma rimango lo stesso
penso a quei soldi no time per il resto
O-G in zona O-G in the bendo
pensiamo fluss no time per il resto
con questa babbi non perdo il mio tempo
Il tempo e denaro sai che non aspetto
facciamo spin siamo chill pure oggi
facciamo spin nella street qui non fotti
moonwalk nella zona si tutte le notti
bro nella cassa senti solo O-G O-G
solo O-G pure oggi
giù on street sai che non fotti
siamo svegli mica tonti
tu che parli ma non ci conosci
me ne fotto si bro di chi sei
me la chillo no stress con i miei
sbuffo thoughts già sai everyday
sbuffo thoughts si si everyday
faccio spin sono in chill pure oggi
l’obiettivo sai che sono i soldi
cosa pensi con noi no non fotti
non parlare se non ci conosci
nella zona moonwalk come j
nella cassa senti solo O-G
nella zona moonwalk come j
nella cassa senti solo O-G
24h sto con i miei negri
me la chillo in zona si senza problemi
vestito di nero no face non mi vedi
troppo drip addosso ma sto ancora in piedi
soldi nella tasca sai mi sembra chiaro
tu sei uno che parla ma non ne parliamo
spingo pushin P già sai me ne vado
big up con i G già sai che non cado
non parlare fai parlare I fatti
dacci tempo siamo pronti a farli
partiti da zero non c'erano agganci
resto vero anche in mezzo ai falsi
ho tagliato contatti per quei contanti
perche la gente è falsa e non posso fidarmi
ho il flow che è pesante
lo pesi in chili bro mica in grammi
Tokyo Ghoul type beat
Repetitive
Thats all trap beats
It’s now gold simple beats does the job
simple is better. Still sound better than any beat u made lmao
@conte du Mma
🔥🌊
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' headwrap
If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back
If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back
Megan had us all listenin' to Bagg, big facts
Megan had us all listenin' to stream, big facts
All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped
Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off
I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off
I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked
My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep
I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me
Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly
She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely
She know I get racks, she know my mentality
Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga
Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga
Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga
Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas
I'm the head bad guy, 50 different gridlines
Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline
I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line
Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine
I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase
Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries
They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering
All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering
Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock
I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps
It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock
Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than 24 hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
30 laptops in my motherfuckin' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke