Paper Planes

mix and mastered by va11c
vocals and written by va11c and lifelessgarments
produced by va11c

LATE ASH W lifelessgarments

Bladee on me I tote on cutter 
Drain gang out ya drop 
And slatt by my side that’s my Blooda 
Let megatron screech out the top
I can’t show you love you be doubtin 
I only be huggin the block 
I’m at the infinity fountain 
Eternal death in my cup uh

Bitch I was born out a dark web 
The black market is my home 
You run up me then I chief on you no I’m not talkin mahomes 
If Nigga try cross me then they Bloody Mary I won’t put they name in a song 
If Nigga act fishy then I get him buried I’m sniffin out all of the funk uh

Can’t fw these niggas can’t fw these niggas no love for these nigga they opp 
You study my swag don’t drop out 
I’m packin a strap on the tuck 
The route that I’m taking forsaken 
I’m neosporin in the cut 
I white widowed a Jamaican spouse her husband dreads in the dust 
Bitch I’m from over the counter 
Don’t tell me y’all step on the dope
I’m tuned to the network like chowder 
I’m making y’all run out of hope uh 
You niggas be cliquey can’t fuck wit da wicky they dick riding droppin the soap uh 
Bitch I’m in my prime with Sam witwickey and Optimus tucked in my coat uh

Bitch I was born out a dark web 
The black market is my home 
You run up me then I chief on you no I’m not talkin mahomes 
If Nigga try cross me then they Bloody Mary I won’t put they name in a song 
If Nigga act fishy then I get him buried I’m sniffin out all of the funk uh

I’m not a regular person I’m droppin blood in my pop 
And witch of the wood in my blunt 
And dead niggas in my top
Can’t fw these niggas can’t fw these niggas no love for these nigga they opp
I’m separate from civilization
Outranking these niggas they suck

Uh

dark web (prod. nyx akanti)

talk 2 me (prod. viibedealer + loverboyluc1d + acid) (slump audios)

I’m smackin on thrax I put shit 2 sleep 
Hollows eat flesh like he trippin off bath salts
Pushin pain right thru his oblique 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

I’m smackin on thrax I put shit 2 sleep 
Hollows eat flesh like he trippin off bath salts
Pushin pain right thru his oblique 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

I’m whippin horses I don’t got a jockey 
Skrt round the block help me pick up a body 
Moppin the block wipe you down if u snotty 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

Give me my flowers Ramona 
A Rottweiler skrted the jeep 
A Doberman skrted the bullet
I’m doubling back for the freak 
Pushing the whip it burnt up the tires 
Yeah I’m the one that’s fuckin up the asphault 
Iant gon bap can’t crashout
Top speed music yea Thas me 
My gears fucked up I can’t steer 
Bend my block get put to sleep 
Three two one I’m out of here 
Five four three I’m way too geek 
I’m whippin horses I don’t got a jockey 
Skrt round the block help me pick up a body 
Moppin the block wipe you down if u snotty 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his -

I’m smackin on thrax I put shit 2 sleep 
Hollows eat flesh like he trippin off bath salts
Pushin pain right thru his oblique 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

I’m smackin on thrax I put shit 2 sleep 
Hollows eat flesh like he trippin off bath salts
Pushin pain right thru his oblique 
T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

T-minus ten he gon drop out his body 

T-minus ten he gon drop out his body

T-10 (prod. morecalcium)

Lyrics:

Rockin supreme these not regular 1s
Me my nggas we ball like we play for the suns
That ngga broke he ran outta luck
He a goofy lil ngga for fallin in love
Me on the other hand stackin it up
Got the Za in my bag
Got the Za in my blunt
Glock on my hip if a ngga would run
That ngga broke he need to up the funds

This trappin juggin shi not for da fun
Gimmie 170 flip it to four
Got a new lil shawty you know i adore
Shawty she spanish she say mi amor
If I flip me a pack im getting me more
He is a btch he get sent to the store
I’m not a btch
I’m not at the store
I’m wit my nggas
We trappin and juggin for more

Po a four
Know them nggas gotta up the score
Going 200 inna hawk
Ngga runnin ricky yea he run

Run ricky yea he run 3x

Not Regular 1s (prod.n5) [hosted by ʊntoldism.store]

Fear is the mind killer
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration

This fabric on my bones don’t mean squat
And you chomping down on my swag you look raw
Alone I walk through the ruins
What you said nigga don’t care
And they gonna shadow the influence 
I put raw shit in the air like
Deliver me to my sins
Deliver me to my guilt
Deliver me from my friends 
Lord knows that I ain’t gon trip
And all sinners got a future 
And all saints had a past 
Sink deeper into myself 
Full throttle my foot on the gas 

He tried to stand tall and step heavy and got punked out
That bitch was fully stacked but she gave me brain and she flunked out 
I used to stand small now Im eatin heavy and I’m chunked out 
Beetlejuice candy man if u say my name u get slumped out 
Spider gang 8 lives cuz the 9th one got snuffed out 
Wolves and gang ties u pig snitch u get huffed out
Me and her locked eyes and I said hi and she gushed out 
They only apologize When I bounce back and blick bust out 
Bitch bout raw as hell but she buck wild than the fuck
Blick bout tall as hell it’ll tear a nigga to a stump 
I’ll call up my real mud brother bless my cup
I’ll crawl up from hell to roll ya ass in a blunt 

This fabric on my bones don’t mean squat
And you chomping down on my swag you look raw
Alone I walk through the ruins
What you said nigga don’t care
And they gonna shadow the influence 
I put raw shit in the air like

Deliver me to my sins
Deliver me to my guilt
Deliver me from my friends 
Lord knows that I ain’t gon trip
And all sinners got a future 
And all saints had a past 
Sink deeper into myself 
Full throttle my foot on the gas

deliverance (prod. nyx akanti)

spiderwick (-_-‘)

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