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Carnival

Prod Wraith9

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

[Rico Ace]
My girl’s on my back like, “Why you smoke for?”
Hypocrite, stress turned her to a coke whore.
Kate Moss fame, man, my bitches need their own tour,
She jealous of the fiends like, “Why you always on the phone for?”

Been about bands, now they call me the strangest,
If it ain’t P’s, I ain’t ready to talk.
Little man’s been the wrong name for the kid,
He’s the biggest green man since Incredible Hulk.

Purple Runtz, man’s getting it bulk,
All of my haters getting them sulk.
Bad bitch wanna get in the clique,
Wanna hit of the za, she ain’t getting no smoke.

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

Phantom

ANARCHY

WHAT U NEED

[prod. @newfound_vande]

LYRICS:
uu sing along but u don’t know this song
u don’t know me like a homie
get my order wrong :/
put in hard work
honest in my overalls
iii still clock in
all four pockets follow protocol

they’re indoctrined
like a Jew to Hebrew language
all my toxins
in a stew, sit in the basin
in the pocket
on the move, I’m not no Peyton
finna lock in
like a dude on the PlayStation

the stu became a space ship !
iii zoot up like an alien
when I maneuver dangerous
I recruit troops in alliance
then I plot a flank
when u’d least expect a bang
we gon take over your base
just surrender, save your face

I’ve been shooting Sake
I get sloppy off that Soju bomb
feel like Marinakis
out in Nottingham, the Forest boss
bossy even tho I know I’m wrong
imma need an army to come guard me
like I’m in the Oval Office

presidential tint, can’t find me
too rich, I’m above the law
the rumor mill a bunch of gossip
pumping out some utter nonsense
revolt like a gutter punk
& fuck up the whole infrastructure
all my written scriptures conjured
like I’m Him, the Son of God
a sinning monster ..

the whole city on my back
iii ought to let it rupture
into a million pieces, let it scatter
then I solve the crossword
the whole city on my back
it’s fucking up my posture
imma need a minute to relax
& then jumpstart the culture

stuffing plenty in my bag
my pockets reupholstered
BBL my waistline
get a snatch from a Brazilian doctor
CDL I drive a Tonka truck
like it’s a Mazda
feeling like a mobster
do the dash n crash, see Shinigami
hogging lanes, rims on Sicilian pasta
butter up the dish, go shrimp and lobster
upper echelon the starter

the whole city on my back
iii ought to let it rupture
into a million pieces, let it scatter
then I solve the crossword

Μαρινάκης

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