[intro]
to ask you a question?
Sup, what is it bro?
Wa-what would you prefer light skins or dark skins?
tss, tss,
light skin or dark skin? 
it do not matter if yo booty fat,
you know where im at!
ah ha haaa

[chorus]
tryna take pics inside the mirror
my hands gone be yo bra,
i aint tryna meet your parents
baby let me meet yo mom,
im a skinny lil boy baby 
but my love is strong!

[verse]
Tell me how you feeling shorty,
 do you feel alright?
Love is my intention and ill tell you every night,
i dont wanna reach my dreams if you aint in my life.
Tryna match a fit with you,
Baby you look good in white,
you the bonny to my clyde, 
yeah,
the partner in my crimes.
Sweater vests and YSL baby know your mine.
And she fuck me real good yeah she look me in my eyes,

[2nd verse]
I know you wont change up,
this brat ive been dating.
So baby dont hang up,
i know that im clingy,
so scared that you'll leave me,
i dont want you badly i jus need you right noooww.

x2
repeat for the slowed half < 3

i <3 souljabratz (+kappa & dontreesh)

@m3dkit
@internet-group

[medkit hook]
Flexin,
I walked out the house with all my weapons,
you dont step like this boy you get wrapped up like a present,
magicka like winterhold shine like Im from heaven,
teaching shit like mr.garrison come get a lesson.

[prada verse]
top me it was heaven,
bitches are a blessing,
she liking how i'm dressing,
i pack a smith and wesson,
(baaaa)
so shawty dont be stressing,
im worried bout the future,
thats why im never present,
i fuck her then i lose her.
bring my bag i chase it,
ten bones for my bracelet,
ig making moves while you sit inside yo basement,
i cant quit wifi making money thats our language,
she might've broke my heart so i keep my new hoes nameless,
flexing,
walk up out the crib and now they cappin,
she jus suck my dick yeah she jus act like nothing happened,
money gotta stack it,
to much cause a racket,
they jus want my swag so i know i gotta hide it.
top me it was heaven,
bitches are a blessing,
she liking how i'm dressing,
i pack a smith and wesson,
(baaaa)
so shawty dont be stressing,
im worried bout the future,
thats why im never present,
i fuck her then i lose her.
bring my bag i chase it,
ten bones for my bracelet,
ig making moves while you sit inside yo basement,

[medkit verse]
I want all the racks okay,
yeah i want all of that okay,
yeah i hit her phone an we link up i aint callin back okay,
an i crush it up that pink stuff an im fallin back okay,
u bitch boy acting big tough you aint all of that no way,

[medkit hook]
Flexin,
I walked out the house with all my weapons,
you dont step like this boy you get wrapped up like a present,
magicka like winterhold shine like Im from heaven,
teaching shit like mr.garrison come get a lesson.

Heaven (x medkit) [+morimoto]

lyrics:

its so typical
geeking off the medical
prada stay addictive
bitch i might be cut with fhetynal
i wish i was original
my bars feel so recycled tho
loving me a psycho hoe
i wonder if she like me tho
(do she like me tho)

it takes so much effort to produce a smile these days

its so typical
thinking that i love hoe
yeah you make me hate myself
i wonder if you knew that tho
bitch now you know
its so typical 
im losing sleep i hate it all
its so typical
they want me jus to fake it tho
its so typical 
they say they wanna see me up
its so typical 
i wonder if they care tho

in my bedroom swear to god im up now
things are getting better things are turning round now
yeah i played myself i hope things start to work out
yeah im up yeah swear to god im happy now

its so typical
geeking off the medical
prada stay addictive
bitch i might be cut with fhetynal
i wish i was original
my bars feel so recycled tho
loving me a psycho hoe
i wonder if she like me tho
(do she like me tho)

TYPICAL (+yesok)

Lyrics:

Why you lying saying that u don’t forget shit
think it’s funny that I wanna be protective 
Maybe i was wrong what should I expect bitch
Tell me what should I expect bitch
I’m so burn out 
thinking I should drop out 
bitch in the back of a drop top 
wishing it would stop now 

Yeah yeah I wish that it would stop now
Why the fuxk wont it stop now
Yeah I wish that it would stop now
2 bitch in the whip innit
Tell me how the fuck I wanna do her right innit
Tell my bitch imma show her how I die in it
Yeah imma show you how I die in it

I’m so nervous playing wit my fingers
Bitch in the back and I know you hear the speakers
Man I really hate her but it hurts to leave her
Bullet in my brain and codiene in her liver 

I’m so burn out 
thinking I should drop out 
bitch in the back of a drop top 
wishing it would stop now 

Yeah yeah I wish that it would stop now
Why the fuxk wont it stop now

I Wish I Was Better For You(+JNX)

Packwatch! (prod. $alsa x hittecdro)

woah woah,
aye yuh,
i thought blood,
was thicker than the mudd,
but mudd gone show me love,
been to the bottom im the syrup in the cup,
mixing all these drugs,
but that just aint enough,
shouldve got sum sleep,
but im blowing shawty up,
stay mad pussy you wont ever be enough,
they gone test yo thug but it aint never adding up,
stay mad pussy you wont ever be enough,
they gone test yo thug but it aint never adding up,
you aint really got her boy you should know its jus yo turn,
yeah, yeah, yuh its jus yo turn,
aye oh yuh,
shawty been ran thru,
sorry bae I can not stand you,
but your friend cute,
tell me is she on the menu,
(*mumbles*) 
i thought blood ,
was thicker than the mudd,
but mudd gone show me love,
been to the bottom im the syrup in the cup,
mixing all these drugs, 
but that just aint enough.
(aint enough)
in my cup, 
in my- in my cup.

In my cup :( [prod. LaBroca + 3t]

bugs & lola(+3t)

you need a break
it’s okay
tryna get the music to take me away
had a thought the other day
man these fuckers always fake
always lying to my face
saying that you like it
i’m tryna play it for a crowd get ‘em too excited
Always smile while i’m down bitch i’m always high and
think I’m making my own sound and i’m so divided
will you really like me now bitch i’m always fighting
for some love and attention
do I really got to mention
with your bitch I got tension
sexual the kind It’s addicting
yeah she want me now but she wont want me later
you can have her back now she’s been feeling greater
than she ever felt before cause i made her
suicidal bitches always love me cause I’m better
than all their other exes you can wear my sweator
I only do this shit cause i want you to feel
that these feelings that i’m having are for real
I’m tryna make my fucking music get a deal

did you hear that
tryna get her rear back
always doing stupid shit cause i fall in love real fast
always get my heart broken it’s like glass
and then i turn to sand treat them like ass
cause they don’t get my time that shit in past
I wanna burn my feelings turn that shit to ash
hop up in my whip i’m smoking think i might crash
hop up on my dick feel your pussy and then splash
knew you liked my tongue so yeah it stung when you dashed
oh my god i’m fucked up in my feelings want some trash
I want some shitty things cause they make me feel good
like sitting down and talking about my feelings ew ugh
I fucking hate they think about me makes me throw up
I don’t think you’ll fucking like this song
I hope you don’t i really don’t no we don’t get along
I write my songs I sing along and that’s all i need mom
this one’s for you i’m tryna prove myself i’m fucking wrong
I’ll get my fans they’ll understand everything i mean lol

tell me something that can’t do
imma do it just to show you i’m that dude
and all the shawty’s love me that shit true ion really think about cause i’m mental
I think Its fair to say
I ain’t the same bitch
you heard a year ago
imma get famous
you hear my confidence
it’s kinda shameless
I’m loving this fucking song but bitch can you blame me
I know i might not take me far but I love ittt
wrote when i fell apart and it sounds littt
might not make the fucking charts but it’s still a hit
god i’m loving all my music i’m the shit

I Need a Break

deja vu
alone in my room
know where i’m going
i’m going the moon
all in my mind so i’m writing a tune
thinking bout shit that i’m doing next june (what’s that)
I might go hop on a plane
stupid hoe she so insane (damn)
want me to cum on her face
stupid bitch we’re in a wraith (stupid bitch)
Imma go smoke a whole eighth
after that i think i’m straight (yes i’m high)
after that imma get paid
after that imma get laid
after that imma get raped
on the first date
by a hot goth bitch that made my whole day (yay)
you make me happy lock me in you’re fucking basement
Im counting skulls Im happy Im a good replacement
I made a whole album last month but that shit basic
this shit I’m making now it makes it feel archaic
de de de de
deja vu
i have heard this song before (in my dream)
you were in my dreams last night you dumb whore (dumb whore)
you had died i had cried like I swore (like i swore)
that i wouldn’t do for you anymore (anymore)
wonder if you’re thinking of me betting (that you feel apart)
Ive been better off with no stressing
(have no fucking heart)
I just bought car and i’m guessing (that you miss me)
it’s why you hit me up I learned that lesson (cause i miss you)
learning my lessons
hanging with texans
shooting their weapons
you got a problem
imma come solve em
bet i gone drop em (drop em)
shout out to Tommy
I got it on me
strap at the party
for my protection
or some correction
bitch get the fuck out my section (and girl)
girl i know you love my affection

Deja Vu.mp3

🎵 "Ride" by Lost Zoul 🎵

Lyrics:
fucking up my ride (damn)
banging on the side (what)
trying write these lyrics so I’ll stay outside my mind (I’m fine)
baby yes I’m fine (fuck)
fucking hit rewind
I’m trying watch the show can you tell that last line (uh)
fuck it girl I’m flying (high)
on the edge of crying (I)
hate my shitty job but it’s alright cause I’m lying
lying bout the hate (hate)
hate I gotta wait (wait)
hate I gotta wait to smoke up and get fade-d

faded lately
I’ve been smoking daily
(yeah)
I’ve been doing stupid shit at least I do it safetly
(well)
am I fucking out my mind I need another maybe
(baby)
are we fucking on the wine I need an answer baby

tell me baby
are we gone fuck on our feet
or we gone do some stupid shit and leave the room messy
I got the condom receipt
with a lil good weed
tell me what you really wanting got the throw away sheet
I got a drug test to beat
and a minimum fee
if you think I’m gonna write these little lines on beat
I gotta get like five bands
per a line I need advance
fill my pockets up my man
was it worth it I'm offen-ded
no I’m not no I don’t care
all my music my self care
you was talking now you where
(where you is)
uh
in the sky beyond repair
like yo momma marriage fair
does she even really care
(uh I'm)
I’m gonna guess not
she been adding bodies
to her count is that a new cock
acting like a kid again
why she tryna fuck one
that one I think I’ll condemn
do it with my new gun

I ain’t got a fucking gun
I just put it in the song
hope you really got me on
technicality’s and bongs
imma hit it in the wrong
imma hit in it this song
sorry papa I’ll be gone
(think I'll)
sober up on the lawn
all my life been withdrawn
all my life been a pawn
for somebody else
I finally got some help
(I did)
and now I see it well
so you can go to hell
(bitch)
cause I ain’t need your help
and I need a fucking sorry from a bitch
oh you’re sorry that’s a switch
swisher sweets up in the mix
(I like em)
I’ll smoke em with my chick
I got rid of em quick
I’m high as fuck I’m sick
fucked up papa I’ll quit

fucking up my ride (damn)
banging on the side (what)
trying write these lyrics so I’ll stay outside my mind (I’m fine)
baby yes I’m fine (fuck)
fucking hit rewind
I’m trying watch the show can you tell that last line (uh)
fuck it girl I’m flying (high)
on the edge of crying (I)
hate my shitty job but it’s alright cause I’m lying
lying bout the hate (hate)
hate I gotta wait (wait)
hate I gotta wait to smoke up and get fade-d

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🔥 From the relentless pursuit of self-expression to grappling with inner demons, "Ride" offers a glimpse into the complexities of life and the human experience. With each verse, Lost Zoul confronts the highs and lows of existence with fearless honesty and unwavering authenticity.

💔 The song serves as a powerful exploration of personal growth and resilience, as Lost Zoul navigates through the trials and tribulations of life, seeking solace in music and self-discovery. Through every beat and rhythm, he invites listeners to join him on a transformative journey of introspection and redemption.

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Ride

Cheddar I been making
But I’m barely even breaking
And I’m feeling so mistaken I been
Barely even waking
God I’m barely even making
Money I just wanna let it set in

I ain’t making money
No I ain’t making shit
You might think I’m funny
I’ll take another hit
Take another hit
Take another bitch
Make her hit a pitch
Friends with benefits
Only fucked that girl so she could climb me like the pyramids
I ain’t making sense
I ain’t met your friends
Why you make it tense
Now I gotta put a pussy on a wall
I’m tryna do some brutal ass shit he tryna ball
He tried to crawl
He tried to run
I made a brawl
I made it fun
His momma call
But he ain’t done
He’s bleeding bad
Im having fun

Cheddar I been making
But I’m barely even breaking
And I’m feeling so mistaken I been
Barely even waking
God I’m barely even making
Money I just wanna let it set in
Investments
I hope they get infected
With money more injected
At least more than I thought
Baby that’s the cop
Imma light my blunt
You just flip the fucker off
Hop into the far
Left lane bitch
While I’m hitting on a cart
Car falling apart
I been writing shitty lyrics
Tryna get a start
Tryna have a heart
I’ve been really cold
To my baby bless her heart 

Tell you the reason I’m tryna get money
I’m tryna get money for food on the fifth
I got a demon he looking for feeding
He’s tryna get blood out of all of my wrists
Tells me I’m pretty I’m pretty with blood
I’m Pretty with rings I’m pretty with drugs
A pretty good thing that he paid off the judge
I’m tryna make money he fucking me up

Take another hit

ILY, thank you for listening to my music, I hope I can make you feel like you aren't alone, or at least just vibes sometime.

Ride

CRI

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