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wtf did you use for the melody

This beat is so good 😮‍💨

Travis Scott dun went off 2 da big leagues on dis when they dun found out about a u t h e n t I c v i e w s

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Beat sounds a lil distored 😢but still fye

Maman me rasait l'cochi dans la baignoire Papa n'a jamais porté mon gros cartable Le p'tit reuf gratte des sticks sur la plaque' Et chaque jour, on fait tous semblant de ne rien voir Cicatrices et tattoos dans mon reflet Le torse est bombé devant le miroir On sait tous que, poto, toi, t'as rien fait Donc quand on s'croise, on fait semblant d'y croire Si t'as ton calibre, c'est qu't'es comme moi Tu protèges tes proches, c'est qu't'es comme moi Attends cet aprème et reviens m'voir J'dois calmer la vente, j'ai un jugement dans deux mois Drop, drop, monnaie, on fonce dans l'tas Plavon, on fonce à trois, bâtards au sol, on s'casse Bagarre à deux, on s'casse, et nous, on fait d'la trap On ne se mélange pas, on fait de l'argent, pas toi Et nous, on fonce dans l'tas car on est nés pour ça, hey Un conseil : ne pousse jamais les affaires qu'on te pousse, et quand Je sors de mon pieu, une petite voix me dit : "Fume-les tous" Gros coup d'silex sur le carreau d'ton Ford Fiesta Fiston, qu'est-ce t'as ? J'fais d'la hmm Malaga, pilon, kichta, Marbella, beugueu, couche-tard J'fais d'la hmm, la fumée s'échappe par le toit Quant à moi, je traîne où j'devrais pas Tu veux ton colis, j'le prépare, tu veux de l'amour, j'en ai pas Des cartouches en cas de pépin Des vrais loups, dans la tour, on est plein Grâce au surplus, le buteur peut rouler son pli Hey, hey, ok, hey [Refrain 2] Ta gue-dro t'suffit pas, il t'faut des 'ients Christian Dior est la paire grâce aux 'ients Ma maman ne m'voit plus comme avant Mon quartier m'voit toujours comme avant Mort aux autres, en descente, j'suis devant Je change pas, pour un plan, j'dis pas non Y a le rap, le contrat et les shows Mais j'change pas, pour un plan, j'dis pas non Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Couvre feu Ba ba bang bang

Ken and lone the most innovative young artists out right now some of the best production in the industry they going to takeover in the future their so young they still got time to develop their craft

Sound like a early 2010s car commercial

Rip Boo Cash😢

nostalgic ahh beat

Future Never Stop Instrumental

0:12 to 0:23

i always think about slaying the devil to this beat 😇❤️

Hmmm makes me wanna cry😭

Flp?

Masterpiece

🔥🔥🔥

Plz do Louvre⚡️⚡️🔥

do louvre

(Chorus) Yeah, I got my chains on, fuckin' your bitch I got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist My shooters don’t know how to miss Nigga talk down on the gang, then I bang it, bitch I'm 'bout to blitz, no, I’m not sick I got some codeine all in my piss She givin' me head, yeah, and we made a mess and shorty just kept on spittin' I told her once, yeah, that I'm ready to go, but she wasn't even tryna listen Walk in the spot, I go straight through the back door, better watch your bitches Walk in the spot, yeah, go straight in the back door, better watch your back [Verse] I can't forget when I was down bad, takin' off on the plug for a bag I can't forget when I was down bad, it was so much shit I ain’t have Now I got all this money, I didn’t even need school, I can count it fast Talkin' ’bout a hundred on hundred on hundred on hundred on hundred, bitch, do the math Talkin' 'bout a hundred on hundred on hundred on hundred on hundred, bitch, do the math Talkin' ’bout some money, some money, some money, some money, some money, I'm talkin' 'bout that cash Talkin' 'bout some bitches, some bitches, some bitches, some bitches, some bitches and they all bad I'm gettin' richer and richer and richer and richer and richer, bitch, oh, yeah They hatin' on me 'cause I'm the young nigga that went and got to the bag Yeah, they wanna be me, huh, they hate that they not, that shit so sad Yeah, they hate that they hoes tryna just fuck on me and my gang, oh, yeah Yeah, and they hate that they bitches tryna come kick it with me and the gang, oh, yeah She spent one day with me, I turned her up and now she famous, yeah Tryna go put some brand new ice on my chain, it's swingin', bitch, oh, yeah I'm in a Hellcat whip, I'm huggin' the curb, I'm swingin' this bitch, oh, yeah Out with the gang, yeah, they so insane, they spinnin' like carousel Bitch, I'm on fire like kerosene My boy bang the Five, yeah, he bleed I was with that fire, yeah, I was really outside, fuck a blue check on IG I keep some blue strips all on me I spent twelve hundred on some sneaks I'm spreadin' the swag like a disease He smokin' swag, that boy cheap [Chorus] Yeah, I got my chains on, fuckin' your bitch I got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist My shooters don't know how to miss Nigga talk down on the gang, then I bang it, bitch I'm 'bout to blitz, no, I'm not sick I got some codeine all in my piss She givin' me head, yeah, and we made a mess and shorty just kept on spittin' I told her once, yeah, that I'm ready to go, but she wasn't even tryna listen Walk in the spot, I go straight through the back door, better watch your bitches Walk in the spot, yeah, go straight in the back door, better watch your back

goes hard

this shit actually beautiful bro 😞😞

how do you make it sound low quality in the intro

That lead is crazy

This is so hard bro

Beautiful ahh beat

Check my Page for some fireeee beats!! lmk what u think

SUCH an insane beat

Who made this beat?!? Imagine on new cari’s album such type of beat

Huh, huh, huh Yeah, if I ever told you that I love you, it's true Gotta stay silent when you with me I'm sipping codeine and I'm swerving the coupe I'm not suicidal but my doors is, fool Huh, that ho want a sponsor Tell that lil' thot bitch I'm not endorsing you Yeah, I just want baguettey baguettey I'm in their dreams just like Freddie Whole body covered in ice and baguettey My boy gon' stay on my side with a tool She tryna ride, I told her to just keep it steady She said that she ready let's do it Out with my gang, yeah, we having confetti We throwing up bread in allure I just dripped out my whole damn gang I put some whole new ice on my chain I fucked her head up now she insane Bought a SVR still bump my Range I sip drank, I don't sip Cîroc I money dance bitch I don't pop lock I pull all black on all my cars I put all black clothes on my broad I'm way too high going way past Mars Boy had a rock star, yeah, Miley Cyrus I gotta dip 'cause I hear sirens I count the blue hundred racks like a virus I count new money every ay I put some blue tint on my chain These niggas broke that shit so sorry Can't let a lame hang, that's my gang Yeah, if I ever told you that I love you, it's true Gotta stay silent when you with me I'm sipping codeine and I'm swerving the coupe I'm not suicidal but my doors is, fool Huh, that ho want a sponsor Tell that lil' thot bitch I'm not endorsing you Yeah, I just want baguettey baguettey I'm in their dreams just like Freddie Whole body covered in ice and baguettey My boy gon' stay on my side with a tool I like to pour up and go to the moon I like to cash out and do what I do I like to hop on a plane Fly all the way 'cross the globe but touchdown in Europe I don't like the bullshit And these fuck niggas out here be tryna pull I don't like when a fine bitch with a mouth too much, that shit not cool I'm having racks I can pay that fine Bitch, huh, but I'm not gon' do it (yeah) 'Cause I'm the top floor boss AP Gotta stay golden, just what we doin' And I'm so exhausted 'cause counting up money is all we doing (yeah) Niggas be keep on talking but I just think it's funny 'Cause they ain't doing shit These niggas keep on disturbing my peace I think that's ludicrous Keep a micro stick tucked in a Balenci' bag Bitch, I move with it (yeah) I had to keep my tool with me, yeah It gotta move with me Shawty just pull your phone out Up your camera, we shooting a movie Yeah, if I ever told you that I love you, it's true Gotta stay silent when you with me I'm sipping codeine and I'm swerving the coupe I'm not suicidal but my doors is, fool Huh, that ho want a sponsor Tell that lil' thot bitch I'm not endorsing you Yeah, I just want baguettey baguettey I'm in their dreams just like Freddie Whole body covered in ice and baguettey My boy gon' stay on my side with a tool She tryna ride, I told her to just keep it steady She said that she ready let's do it Out with my gang, yeah, we having confetti We throwing up bread in allure

This shit is insane man.

Whatever that glistening crystal chandelier sound that is gets me every time🤞🏾🔥🔥

Flp???

crazy

You gotta do louvre fasho

this beat is so exquisite

Crazy

so fire

need allure

need allure dawg

You quick af❗️

clean🔥

Wtf happen to the beginning

R.I.P. , Sleeeppp 😆

God I been waiting on you to come back just for that request 😂😂😂😂 best plug best ever

PLEASE DO AM-PM OFF LIMBUS 2.5

0:11-0:25🔥🤌🏽

prod jootsu

💣💣🔥🔥

One of my fav beats of all time🤞🤞🔊🔊