King of the Waste (prod. vautarkis)

walkin this bitch like yayaya 
Slits on my wrist with a tab on my tongue
I’m with my bitch and we both high as fuck
Hand on her ass while I smoke on my blunt
We getting shitty. I can’t see the club.
Dommy here with me he’s sniffing that stuff
Bottle of Whitney and a whole lotta bugs
BYB city we come with the love
Grind on that bitch like my dick was the truck trucks
Beat on her ass like her ass as a drum
She need that dick like a bum doing drug drugs
I gave her dick like I’ll die in a month
Reece my pieces like balls in the nuts
We go together like Grabba and runtz
she grabbed my dick like my dick with a gun
She grabbed my dick, make it Rata tatu

Walk in this bitch like yeah yeah yeah yeah
Slits on my wrist with the tab on my tongue
I’m with my bitch and we both high as fuck
Hand on her ass while smoking my blunt
We get in shitty I can’t see the club
Dommy, he with me he’s sniffing that stuff
Bottle of Whitney and a whole Lotta bugs
BYB city we come with the love
Prod. @cmemo

Reese my Pieces prod. cmemo/ free verse

prod @svgntr

up off a jigga onna truth bendr in the burnaphone bunkr trying to find out why the cia sstaged a vampire attack on the Philipines  

lyrics:
@40three

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@svgntr

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@ciablunt @svgntr - truthbendr

bby so stupid #cheetahboys #cb7 #noephort

Smokin marajuana that shit like pesto 
Broken down Honda screaming out the window 
That bitch love far far race down that backroad
I can be fucked up but I’m not an asshole 

Blacked out in black ho my pants bedazzled
 Wings on my ass I got rich homeless rags oh 
smoke on that good dope rolled up in a wood dope 
Stink up your hood dope would if you could dope

My brain a concert misunderstood though
I’m Moving so slow but I feel so good though
Got me all sad ho bitch why you mad fo 
I’m just relaxed ho kicked out the back dooh

Love on this bad ho instagram ass doe 
Throw that shit back ho toungue in her ass ho
Eat all my tadpoles bounce on my lap ho 
Hands on my chest while she ride like a lambo

I’m with the bakkyard we all some red nose 
Im up on Pluto you need a telescope 
Don’t try to act hard smoking that poop dope 
Im smokin moon stones hot boxing space domes

Smokin marajuana that shit like pesto 
Broken down Honda screaming out the window 
That bitch love far far race down that backroad
I can be fucked up but I’m not an asshole

smokin pesto /40three mixx (lxxf)

You told me not to stick around but I can see you in my sounds 
I get any bitch I want but I still cry about this one
Once I get my riches up I get my shit and skip this town 
I can’t help but missin her but she don’t wanna talk about it

I feel like a sickness now 
Why my brain so underground 
My head is fillin up with doubt 
My hair is falling out my scalp


All that shit we talked about 
You sent my ass straight to the pound 
Remember I slept on your couch 
At least my ass was still around

I can’t help but feel this  now 
Someone help my liver out 
Sometimes wanna kms
The liquors only thing that helps

Tell me what you thinking bout
 I’m just tryna figure out 
I can’t even leave my house 
Bitch you got me cryin now

impounded  prod. qrixtol

skul bash like i’m sq uirtle )blunt wizard(

found footage w/ eyeli (jankies)

Keep It Cool

Bag.m4a

SHOUTOUTTT ALL PPL WHO HELPED W THIS LUV YALL

of course w kaypayd

##Bakkyardboyz
Be drunk and wear headphones for best experience 
forced skin
#BAKKYARD

impounded prod. qrixtol

Bug.z0🕉