Sippin' on purple mud straight out the bottle Super-thick bitch, yeah, she built like a model Codeine got me moving slow but it's full throttle And I'm blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto 4, 500 grams, stuff 'em in the Tahoe Backwoods stuffed crust, I could call it soft taco Might triple-cross the plug, got me feeling like Pablo I might pull up with the fire, call me Lonely el Diablo Woke up thinking 'bout the guap, getting money, all that I know You get hit with Glocks, my shooters don't fuck with rifles It's funny how I popped, now they treat me like an idol I'm just going through a lot, this movie don't got a title I just want the money (Plugs), I don't really care for fame I'm just goin' up and I know these things change Take a band, throw it up, now she dancing in the rain How you switch up on the gang? Damn, I knew you was a lame Did it all by myself, how you think I got my name? And I'm still using Percs 'cause they take away the pain Know it's gon' hurt when I pull up in a Range Coupe gon' swerve and we really switchin' lanes This a two-seater but I'm in it with the gang When I'm on the money mission, I can't pick up for a lame Get up on the top floor, it's like we outer space It's like I love the guap more, I'm really sorry, bae Been the same since a jit, no, this shit not a phase Call of Duty sticks, but this shit not FaZe I'm speaking with you, nigga, we, we are not the same Makin' money with the bros, man, I love my gang Huh, yeah Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah Sippin' on purple mud straight out the bottle Super-thick bitch, yeah, she built like a model Codeine got me moving slow but it's full throttle And I'm blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto 4, 500 grams, stuff 'em in the Tahoe Backwoods stuffed crust, I could call it soft taco Might triple-cross the plug, got me feeling like Pablo I might pull up with the fire, call me Lonely el Diablo Woke up thinking 'bout the guap, getting money, all that I know Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto (yeah, yeah) (Plugs) Yeah, yeah, yeah
no es undefined toy usando zara ella me entiende me mira a la cara nosotros nos vamos fumamos en la sala ando volado ya veo a nirvana el humo en mi boca esa mierda calma.
yurrr 🤙🏾
bro what is this arp?
@@blood7o excelsior arpeggio off nexus for the arp, theres also some chords made with the Soft 105 slow synth off of purity alongside the arp
Tysm the people who collaborated on the actual song went 😵
Sippin' on purple mud straight out the bottle
Super-thick bitch, yeah, she built like a model
Codeine got me moving slow but it's full throttle
And I'm blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto
4, 500 grams, stuff 'em in the Tahoe
Backwoods stuffed crust, I could call it soft taco
Might triple-cross the plug, got me feeling like Pablo
I might pull up with the fire, call me Lonely el Diablo
Woke up thinking 'bout the guap, getting money, all that I know
You get hit with Glocks, my shooters don't fuck with rifles
It's funny how I popped, now they treat me like an idol
I'm just going through a lot, this movie don't got a title
I just want the money (Plugs), I don't really care for fame
I'm just goin' up and I know these things change
Take a band, throw it up, now she dancing in the rain
How you switch up on the gang? Damn, I knew you was a lame
Did it all by myself, how you think I got my name?
And I'm still using Percs 'cause they take away the pain
Know it's gon' hurt when I pull up in a Range
Coupe gon' swerve and we really switchin' lanes
This a two-seater but I'm in it with the gang
When I'm on the money mission, I can't pick up for a lame
Get up on the top floor, it's like we outer space
It's like I love the guap more, I'm really sorry, bae
Been the same since a jit, no, this shit not a phase
Call of Duty sticks, but this shit not FaZe
I'm speaking with you, nigga, we, we are not the same
Makin' money with the bros, man, I love my gang
Huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Sippin' on purple mud straight out the bottle
Super-thick bitch, yeah, she built like a model
Codeine got me moving slow but it's full throttle
And I'm blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto
4, 500 grams, stuff 'em in the Tahoe
Backwoods stuffed crust, I could call it soft taco
Might triple-cross the plug, got me feeling like Pablo
I might pull up with the fire, call me Lonely el Diablo
Woke up thinking 'bout the guap, getting money, all that I know
Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto
Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto
Blowing through these bands like I just hit the lotto (yeah, yeah)
(Plugs)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Poetry
corny ass nigga go take a shower
Ik this whole thing by heart lol
@@Trapbabyrudi it’s an anthem u have to
@@dfredankey word
God bless ya gang
Best beat ever
Smooth af man, got me levitating
shoutout justjay
@@fukkdesire sure, justjay goat
top 5 lone songs
masterpiece.
lorrrdd 🔥🔥🖤🖤🖤🖤
SUPER THICC BIH YEAH SHE BUILD LIKE A MODEL
fye
Yung bruh hello kitty thumbnail
u had an yung bruh archive right?
kawaiipunxx shoutout trassh
LESS GOOO
PLUGG
no es undefined toy usando zara
ella me entiende me mira a la cara
nosotros nos vamos fumamos en la sala
ando volado ya veo a nirvana
el humo en mi boca esa mierda calma.
Trash
care ti e discordu
Smh