benz

ready (ok & slaywitme)

Fuck The Industry 2  [Margiela & Thrty]

Bladee x Virus  - Party Wit Me

BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER
PRODUCED - OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE
MIXING - GABRIEL SCHUMAN

You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some 


ye yea

swear to god I live in Kate moss moments 
Had it in my hands but it fumble when I hold it 
Under city lights, moving out of frame
West Village bitch, but she won’t stay the same
Bones too sharp, skin stays tight
Breath too slow from a long last night
Heart too fast and my chest gets tight 
crying out my name with tears in her eyessssss


Q FOR THE FIFTY TWENTY FIVE EIGHTH
she cute n she miss me callin me bae
but i aint got time bich im married to the game
fast fast life man im loving this pace


Every leap of faith of fall
Fade away into the Curtain call 
I found god in the Bathroom stall 
Forgive my sins, pray to Saint Laurent 


You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some
You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hotoutside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait waitwait

Goooood doooope
no feelings
I’m so high call me the Celing 
Balenciaga bag full of whispers n pills
Dior on the dresser I got blood on the bills
Up down sideways but I’m falling backwards 
Pop a painkiller oxycodone with a Xanax 
I was on the runways I was out in Paris 
Now i dont even leave the House im Embarrassed


recorded November 6th 2024

BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER (PROD. OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE)

lyrics (prod @chr6me on ig) 

pray, y-you ain say my name
pray pray pray
snort it up, snort that k
snort snort that ketamine
you gon be okay
and we party all night long
party long til the day ends
hit dat hit dat bong
hit dat bong we get faded
bad model hoe 
and she walk London Jaded
bad hoe hit dat hit dat bong
she hit dat bong she get faded
fried she too gone
she too gone n she hate it
ride like a racist
fake hoe on sum fake shit
you so fake n i hate it-

hate hate
I just want the money man I hate shit
when I sell my soul
sell my soul outta hate-
I jus hate shit man
all this shit out of hatred-

hey hey hey
and that party pushed to 8
no it’s never too late
but the party still 2 late
n we stay up all night long
all night long, u 2 lazy..
(pray pray pray)
pop dat pill
money to yo face

dolla dolla bill
want a mil in that field
I just popped an X pill
I got sticks, I got stills
no don’t ever stop
never stop that party
never stop or yield

pills pills pills
are they fake are they real?
tryn tryn touch a mil
u ain’t ever touch a mil
u ain’t ever pop no pill
stack it up stack my bills
run run run it up
run it up in dat field
(Hunnid Mil)

field field field
throw that ball in dat field
touchdown make a mil
make a mil in dat field
I want bread I want guap
I want stacks I want bills
I want bad hoes tryn fuck
tryn fuck off a pill

benz

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