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Denzel Curry - CLOUT COBAIN (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Lyrics -

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I've felt

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain

[Verse 1]
I don't even know what to feel, they don't even know what's real
Dry tears with a dollar bill, I'm out tryna make a mill', oh
Why you wanna take my soul? I'm yelling out "hell no!"
I can't even trust my friends, most of them might be foes
Watch these hoes when they say they want a lot of me
I don't know who's the one that wanna plot on me
I stay low so my demons don't acknowledge me
When I go, I know death don't do apologies

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I felt (ayy)

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain

[Verse 2]
Know when it rains, it pours
They wanna go to war
For things that they can't afford
I gotta grab the sword, preach
I gotta thank the Lord, I gotta go record (heat)
I wanna be fly to soar 'cause niggas be trying to floor me
People be thinkin' that I won the lottery
So paranoid, I don't know who be plotting on me
Out of nowhere try to fight you
I'm feeling like Raichu 'cause everything shocking to me
Gotta beware of the wicked, the time will be ticking
Them niggas still clocking on me
Lord is my witness, I handle my business
You niggas ain't never ball blocking on me

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I've felt

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
Suwoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella base, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain

[Outro]
Clout Cobain, yeah
Clout Cobain, yeah

Chris Young - Raised on Country (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Travis Scott - YOSEMITE

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Lyrics:

[Chorus: Gunna]
Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes
Hop off a jet, barely get rest
Cash through the month, I get a check
Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest
Chanel, her dress, clean up her mess
I eat her flesh, you know the rest
Count up a hun', cop a Rolex
Shine like the sun, you truly blessed
Two-tone Patek
In the Clearport like I Uber these jets
VVS's on me got my Gucci shirt wet
Put a M in my bag, I'ma get used to these racks
I went to school where they teach you finesse
Five hundred shells for the drip I invest
I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk
Know the coupe fast when they end with a S

[Verse: Travis Scott]
Now that I'm home, back off the road
We shut it down, where it ain't so
With checks in the streets, Jay number fours
Saint Laurent feet, put it on toes
Take it with me, double your dose
Couple of angels that's watching my soul
Jet got a bed, it's bigger windows
Said I'll be there in 10 but I got there in four

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
I feel like I'm chosen, I'm covered in gold
Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
I left her wide open, no self control
Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Took nothing but five minutes, she hopped in and drove
Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm

[Chorus: Gunna & Travis Scott]
Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes
Hop off a jet, barely get rest
Cash through the month, I get a check
Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest
Chanel, her dress, clean up her mess
I eat her flesh, you know the rest
Count up a hun', cop a Rolex
Shine like the sun, you truly blessed
Two-tone Pateks
In the Clearport like I Uber these jets
VVS's on me got my Louis shirt wet
It's a M in my bag and get used to these racks
I went to school where they teach you finesse
Five hundred shells for the drip I invest
I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk
Know the coupe fast when they end with a S

[Outro: NAV]
La Flame on a island, me and Cash, Gunna hopped on a Learjet
Got Pradas every color and I got CC's you ain't seen yet
Said I'd kick the cup and now I'm asking where the codeine at
30 pointers and up, Eliantte drippin', my whole team wet

Lyrics by Genius.

Blackbear – idfc (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Lyrics -

[Verse]
Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face
Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake
'Cause I don't fucking care at all
You been out all night, I don't know where you been
You're slurring all your words, not making any sense
But I don't fucking care at all

[Chorus]
'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
Like they ain't even there
'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
'Cause I'm so fucking scared

[Post-Chorus]
I'm only a fool for you
And maybe you're too good for me
I'm only a fool for you
But I don't fucking care at all

[Verse]
Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face
Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake
'Cause I don't fucking care at all
You been out all night, I don't know where you been
You slurring all your words, not making any sense
But I don't fucking care at all

[Chorus]
'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
Like they ain't even there
'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
'Cause I'm so fucking scared

[Post-Chorus]
I'm only a fool for you
And maybe you're too good for me
I'm only a fool for you
But I don't fucking care at all

Young Thug - Hot ft. Gunna (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Kodak Black, Offset, Travis Scott – ZEZE (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Lyrics
[Travis Scott:]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Nightcrawlin' in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can stand in (It's lit)
See the bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all made for each other
Now that all the dawgs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me?

[Kodak Black:]
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

[Offset:]
Offset! Blow the brains out the coupe (Boo)
Police wanna talk, but I'm on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist down 'cause she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, dive in a pool (Yeah)
She an addict (Addict), addict for the lifestyle and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, have you ever felt Chanel fabrics? (Chanel)
I be drippin' to death, I need a casket (Drippin')
And we got more stripes than the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like David Beckham (Field, bow-bow)
All my niggas locked up, for real, I'm tryna help 'em (Free, free)
When I got a mil', got me the chills, don't know what happened (Hoo, chills)
Pop pills, do what you feel, I'm on that zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm more like Gaddafi, I'm not no Ghandi (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more like I'm David, Goliath runnin' (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I find it funny (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, straight out of the dungeon (We from the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't tell me nothin' (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the watch is out of your budget (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin' got me clutchin'
Yeah, and this stick right out of Russia

[Travis Scott:]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Nightcrawlin' in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don't you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can stand in (It's lit)
Bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all went for each other
Now that all the dawgs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me?

[Kodak Black:]
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

In a Hellcat 'cause I'm a hell-raiser
Self-made, I don't owe a nigga nann favor
When you get that money, nigga, keep your heart
I'm slidin' in a coupe, ain't got no key to start
I got the fire on me in BET Awards
When your well run dry, you know you need me for it
When I pull up in the Buick, you know what I'm doin'
If the police get behind me, I'm fleein' and eludin'
Sleepin' on the palette turned me to a savage
I'm a project baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still serve fiends, like I'm still jackin'
I be sippin' on lean, tryna keep balance
Hit that Z-Walk, Dickie's with my Reeboks
I don't say much, I just let the heat talk
Your jewelry water whip, diamonds like re-rock
My lil' baby ride the dick like a seat lock
When I stepped up on the scene, I was on a bean
When I jumped up out the Beam', I was in Celine
Baby girl you just a fling, that ain't what I mean
Money bustin' out my jeans like I do the scheme

Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin' like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin' private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)

Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh

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Joji - NO FUN (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Fuck my friends, they're gone
They all left one by one
And now that summer's done, they don't need no more fun
Ya, I drive around on my own
I'm rich, but my AC broke
Don't check no mail, no phone
And I tell them I'm not home
And I keep to myself
Fuck with no one else
And I know it's my fault but I don't care
And I keep to myself
Who are you to pretend?
And I know it's my fault
It will never end
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
I drive around on my own
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
All they do is sung
Yeah, all my friends no-
(No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun)
Ya, I can't get no sleep
I look so good in green
I run, I run, I run (I run, I run)
And I don't have no more dreams (Ask me please)
I drive around on my own
I feel dead, but I feel my bones (My bones)
I hide out on my throne (My throne)
Open up, now my cover's blown
Yeah, now my covers blown
Yeah, now my covers blown
Oh, now my covers blown
Oh, now my covers
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
I drive around on my own
Yeah, all my friends no fu-
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
I drive around on my own
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
Yeah, all my friends no fun
All they do is sung
Yeah, all my friends no-
No fun, no fun, no-
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun
No fun, no fun

Young Dolph - Major ft. Key Glock (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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[Intro: Young Dolph]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, break that down
Ayy, bruh, don't get that shit on my sheets, bruh

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Mobbin' in the Bentley (ayy), smokin' moon rocks (hey)
Pocket full of motherfuckin' blue (blue), guap (guap)
Half an ounce in my Gucci tube (tube), socks (socks)
For the summertime got a new (what?), drop (skrrt)
Trapper slash rapper slash bad bitch snatcher (ayy come here)
Baby mama mad, she say you live like a bachelor (so what?)
Sold a hundred pounds and gave ten percent to the pastor (church)
Keep goin' up the ladder (ayy), they mad, make 'em madder (hey)
Told my son when I'm gone you gon' be a rich lil' bastard (yeah)
Pointers on me hittin' (woo), leave a bitch dizzy (uh)
All my old bitches feelin' salty, yeah, yeah
In my DM, talkin' 'bout why you dog me? yeah, yeah
But I still miss you, can you call me? yeah, yeah
I heard ain't shit change, that you still ballin', yeah, yeah
She used to bust them scripts for me at Walgreens (pour up, pour up)
Smugglin' narcotics was my calling (hey), ayy

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh)
Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh)
Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh)
I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Hah-hah, you searchin' for fame (damn)
I became a superstar in the dope game (it's Dolph)
Found out you a hater, I can't look at you the same (goddamn)
She said can she take a picture with my chain? (goddamn)
Got two twin sisters, call 'em yin yang (goddamn)
I wish I wouldn't've fucked that bitch, she insane (goddamn)
Alexander McQueen on me, ain't got a stain (yeah yeah)
Turned to the plug, my life ain't never been the same (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Young Dolph & Key Glock]
Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh)
Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh)
Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh)
I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)
Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh)
Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh, gang)
Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh, woo)
I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)

[Verse 3: Key Glock]
House full of bitches like Flavor (Flav)
These cuts in my thumb come from countin' paper, yeah (racks)
Paper Route the gang and bitch we a label (gang, yeah)
New Glock with a laser, yeah I let you meet your maker (yeah)
Then go out to Jamaica with my motherfuckin' rastas, yeah, yeah
I'm movin' with my motherfuckin' shottas, yeah, yeah
I walk in, pop my motherfuckin' collar, yeah, yeah
A pistol in the motherfuckin' party (Glock)

[Chorus: Young Dolph & Key Glock]
Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh)
Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh, gang)
Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh)
I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)
Fours on the Mercedes, that's major (uh uh)
Whole gang going crazy, that's major (uh uh)
Millions on the table, that's major (uh uh)
I turned dirt into diamonds, that's major (uh-huh)

DaBaby - VIBEZ (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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DaBaby - BOP (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Lil Uzi Vert - You Was Right (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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Lyrics -

Hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
Crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
(Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga)
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
Looked at my momma just like we rich
Looked at my bitch like we rich
Said we ain't got no minor setbacks
Counting all that money told that nigga just to bet that
I, I know that you ain't got it boy why you ain't just say that
They see I got that money, now his bitch like I said that
I don't pay that hoe no mind I been had that
When I saw my girl ya you know I had to bag that
And before me fuck niggas ya they had that
Five niggas including me I had to back back
Try to diss me I take it to your family
I fuck your sister then make sure that she vanish
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
Even though we in the same room
You just locked the door so I gotta text you
Like bae unlock the door I got to use the restroom
Like I don't want to war want to caress you
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom ya

WAKA (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie) - 6ix9ine (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Catch an asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya
Put the pump to his chest, make a nigga cough up
You a bum and you stressed, and that's why you lost her
Met a nigga from the X, niggas need to boss up
She gon' eat, you want beef, but this ain't no burger
All my songs on repeat, that's what's up, your word up
I was young with the heat, walkin' 'round with burners
Wishin' I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner

[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Na-na-oh, nah-oh
Na-na-oh, nah-oh
Na-na-oh, nah-oh

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy?
Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy
Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady
Heartbreakin' on the daily, can you save me?
Why is bitches tryna play me? Are you crazy?
I can't let her have my baby, you not my baby
I can't let her have my baby, I'm actin' shady
Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me?

[Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
Y'all gotta move, give me some room, I'm 'bout to shoot
Boom! Everybody runnin' out the room
Boom! Everybody beggin' "Don't shoot"
Boom! Nigga, who the fuck asked you?
You a bum, are you dumb? Try me, I got this gun
Run, nigga, if I'm here, don't come
Bitch, you was expectin' for me to hit
That's a dub, I know you put a hole in that shit

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Sawed off in the damn drawer
Got the .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up
Only time she ever call is for the banana
I don't even check my call log, I don't answer

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy?
Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy
Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady
Heartbreakin' on the daily, can you save me?

[Verse 4: 6ix9ine]
Why this bitch tryna play me? Is she crazy?
That bitch know I'm number one, like Tracy McGrady
Know I got this .380, it's on safety
I know all these niggas hate me, won't let it faze me
Fuck nigga

[Verse 5: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I'ma swerve in the Maybach, I'ma do some damage
Niggas sit the fuck down if you don't understand us
I heard niggas talkin' 'bout they gon' run down on us
Pull up windows down in the fuckin' Lamb' truck

[Outro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, yeah

Rich The Kid - Like Mike ft. Jay Critch & A Boogie With A Hoodie (8D Audio) WEAR HEADPHONES

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