famous prodboolin

(Prod rreject x horror x trucemade)
                LYRICS BELOW

its jus silence x12
now i bleed in quiet love jus turned so violent
tried 2 scream 4 help but my pain is staying silent
smokin till im high cuz dis pain is never dyin
she let me forget no im not denying it

ooh

i been 2 myself yea ive been so alone
ghosts in my head and they wont leave me alone
no one else 2 call so i stare at my phone
i jus been so exhausted

silence(づ_ど)

Prod me
lead vocals https://soundcloud.com/asteriskgotbanned
vocal samples me 
mixing https://soundcloud.com/asteriskgotbanned

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(prod. jissa + milark + ludo)
mastered - @mashhprecise <3

@ang3lics
glock with a switch, make him spin like nooo
talk that shit, we aiming for yo dome 
new pair pants, yeah that shit chrome 
childish bitch, blowing up my phone 
counting these racks, we ain't kids no more (kids no more)
whole lotta smoke, g19 i hold (i hold)
racks on racks, bitch that's what i want the most (want the most)
say you slide, but we know yo ass never on go

(go x4)

walk in bitch, we fuck up the spot (yeah yeah)
yeah my shooters gon aim at yo top (yo top)
i don't say nothing, they know what i got 
still in the field, i ain't post on the block 
sipping too much, now i’m talking a lot
pain in my chest, but i cover with guap
seen what i seen, you’d be clutching a chop
you see that red, better hope it don't dot 
said he outside, we ain’t seen him in weeks
two twin glocks, like they came with a leash
ran outta talk when we pulled up deep
know he can't handle the way that i bleed	

@holist-ca
huh y'all ain't notice yet but we getting up
they ain't see the vision they was busy cliquing up
why you got them thots around ain't that why you stuck
cant feel sorry for y'all bums you the reason it ain't luck
you pray to god never service sunday doe
leave yo bm at the crib you at the liquor store
easy lick to me
quick bread
you came to be
chalk you up ill leave the block hot
and cut your family tree

@ang3lics
glock with a switch, make him spin like nooo
talk that shit, we aiming for yo dome 
new pair pants, yeah that shit chrome 
childish bitch, blowing up my phone 
counting these racks, we ain't kids no more (kids no more)
whole lotta smoke, g19 i hold (i hold)
racks on racks, bitch that's what i want the most (want the most)
say you slide, but we know yo ass never on go

(go x4)

on go ft. holist!ca

https://open.spotify.com/track/3fusgeUu3s2nzySSCwyK1H

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LYRICS:
Milk your shorty, ain't no lactaid
Send that lil boy up like we pitching up an octave
I been in the cut popping X like I was Jahseh
She gon' eat me up, she from Europe, I'm her parfait
Down bad on his luck, he make money off of parlays
Cooling with your slut, I'mma hit her 'fore we part ways
Know I keep it tucked, I'm like Rachyl with the .38
Me and Lyric never splurge on sluts, we some cheapskates

And you know my ice legit, you got yours from a cheap skate
And you know I'm opening your shorty like a briefcase
Your relationship a highway how it's going three ways
I'm in DIORFALL, sing my heart out on a mixtape
I been in the mall, drop 20 ball just like a free way
I been standing tall, don't need no cane girl I'm not Kisuke
In the synagogue, bomb been moving like my beats, aye
Send that boy to God, I'mma send that boy the priest way

I feel like Mater, this metal laser finna tow him
I feel like Asian the way I'm gripping on the chopstick
Shorty my "later" bae but she giving top quite often
I pop a tater and take an acetaminophen
Lactaid, shoot up at your body, bandaid, you my offspring
I should've plan took a B, yeah, she on me
Yeah your shorty chase me, yeah she want me
Put you in a coffin now you lost it
Balling, money long like possum
And she want me, she said my dick awesome
She gon' hit me with that water 'til I blossom
If you test me, we gon' solve the problem

LACTAID (FT. LYRIC)

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Trap Rollin! P.  Mandark

we love you too jae 

:]




 
  i been out too long to be getting popped
why u upping money on me lil nga u sell rocks
you stay on streets so long just to get popped

i got givenchy on my wrists i stay stacked
i got rich off singing you got rich off selling xans
you are such a bitch and same goes for ur fans

lil pussy nga chin up go and make a band
atleast ion need no o's to be skinny nga damn
you so fried off that drug shit

you a whole nga taking ozempic you thot bitch
i can get my money up n go on tour w ur thot bitch

do not try reply nga its over stay down
just stay down

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on go ft. holist!ca

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