"That's it! That's the name of our band!"

those are Bad guys (prod. bbyazul & mspts)

@attc

huh, yea, huh,
i've been on the run
i've been running for a moment
i'mma leave the drugs
i'mma drop em like i'mma disown them
nah i'm fucking wit ya u know imma pick em up
if i can't be off them bars then how am i supposed to live with us
pick this weight up off my chest bitch u gon need a pick up truck
told me i need rehab i'mma act like i don't give a fuck

who goes there
who, what, when
oh, my eyes
oh, haaaa 

you been on thin ice
i've been freezing for a moment 
guess the key to love 
is to be haphazardly chosen

fuck it, chop it up; been feening for a weekend
shaking shaking down, i think i need a recheck
living in the future fore' i even reach it
die to grasp at benefits and fail to try and reap them

who goes there
who, what, when
oh, my eyes
oh, haaaa

[...th- this person insisting, from day one, that they got the wrong body...]

just wanna feel pretty, i just wanna feel pretty (x2)
and my brain, it's playing games
guess it's always been the same
and you perceiving me makes me feel ma-

just wanna feel pretty, i just wanna feel pretty (x2)
i feel pretty in your arms and pretty disarmed
when we really haven't felt each other's touch in a minute
you switched up, and i'm glad that you did it
oh, who am i ki-

just wanna feel pretty, i just wanna feel pretty (x2)

[...and this was a landmark study, fabulously well done...]

us prod. attic

Zero Method prod mspts

2 bevs prod dep4rted & anem0s

Bank Method prod bbyazul & inci0

lyrics:
Im so tired I need to rest up 
Howd I even getcha
The hand thats guiding me told me to keep my head up
I'm being tested, this shit like a captcha (it dont matter)
In the whip Im going faster look at the dash yea
Yeah I got bars, yeah I got taverns, but I dont have her
Yeah Im too lucky, dont need scratchers, bitch Im a scratcher (mit.edu)
Dont like the note we ended on
This beat gas like chevron
In a malibu, no brakes, bitch Im racing, chevy chase
Its a pace that I cant stop
They need to give me my crown like this a hallmark card
Yeah, I wish I knew you, but I dont, its in your ballpark
All these hours pacing round the room, I gotta stall hard
Giving all I had that's left to you, got it all ah
And the rest is turning into smoke, I watch it go up
Asking how we got the move? Cuz they told us
Watch out what you leave out cuz they gon bite like cobras
Cold art, I wish the Louvre was in north dakota
Yea the shit they gave me had me couched like a sofa
Shoutout $tar, yeah, Im in montreal like so drunk, wheres the bar? yea
Ima give my all, like no fucks, check my card yeah
Feel like Laurie, Gloria, and Nora, play the part yea
My friend Gwen got straps and my friend Laura play guitar, yeah
You cant bench me, I'll be here forever, in the park yeah
You cant push my buttons or my levers, I dont start yea
Dont like daylight savings I feel better in the dark yea
Hate when they arrive, I hate when they depart yeah
Too much piling up, wish I could stay on top of it
Hung out with my happy friend, my sadness rubbing off on him

Louvre prod wstdyth & taylor kulina

prod me 

rabbit in the grass
I can see ur heart fly
I hear all the tapping and turbines
idk whats going on w these hurdles
they get in the way of a good time
my life Ouroboros, like a circle
betty 30 but she cute n she look like gloria burgle
she my twin we like tortoise n turtle
we gon win we gon get in the mode yuh
murky water where im dipping my toe yuh
seems like im always in the mix in this hoe yea
Plus Im so tired of these same 10 guys
blood eyes, pair of skulls in a red sky
see the waves of mistakes in the skyy
take a pic w me you'll see my red eyes
I want you to run from my life
I was tryna savor the racks
I was tryna build something great but i think that its wraps
I'm like hella sad, you have something I wish I had
And I wear hella hats
Im forming suicide pacts
me and bro fine but they scared how we react
we got bovine, we got beef, we got wee calf
did it hurt when you fell? you gon need an ice pack
and I feel like tabbes when I make a nice track
but they so trash, cant believe yall listen to that
Im just tryna relax Im just tryna relax 
in my inferno, I lie back
youre the worst yo, I like that
I might swerve yo, I feel like gelo
I said hell no, we dont gel yo
you looking for hope in this cavernous hole
running out, need to rope it home
(money talking) money fucking money soaking yo (money mormon)
pockets cemetery, counting bones n bones

candyy prod TR

all instruments by Me3eee @ https://www.hachinemu.com
Cover illustration by Rey Gwen <333 https://reygwen.neocities.org/

Zero Method prod mspts

bank method

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