If you find this offensive it was not approved by Echo RP. PUSSY

I shouldn’t even do it to this pussy 
How he posed to be my brother let em pull the trigger
Know his dusty ass couldn’t wait this loser truly bitter 
I put Tre into a freezer he a tv dinner 
If you really meant it boy then say it with ya chest
Speech impediment it wouldn’t let him say that S
Muy caliente I’ll put Tre into that vest 
Have them dragons weeping when we laying Tre to rest 
Boy I’m Mr fuck you til the death of me 
I’ll tuck in this dick head turning Tre into a Bethany 
Bet on ice cold imma liquidate the equity 
Then spend it on my bitch that’s rappin better than him steadily 
You a coat tailing pussy ass bitch 
Fat voice rhyme zone using ass trick 
Ain’t you in the gang that’s fucking with a snitch 
Told on Jay Wild then hired him to mix 
Boy fuck you
Talking drake he must be high off that Degrassi 
A vengeance cop some feats cause im big Thanos you can’t pass me 
Just checking if it’s deep i feel that knife up in my backie
I get looney with these tunes that’s why im blowing up like ACME
Rocky verse Tre you rushin you a Drago 
Lil bro feel like he Pluto have to smack em like Apollo 
Always keep a hoe in place that’s the fuckin motto 
These rappers is some bitches all bout drama Latto 
He can’t touch me swear that Tre an amputee 
If you feel some type a way lil bitch then gon an take that leap 
Jumping out the gym my nuts all on his head Vinsanity
He got dick all in his throat cum all in that cavity 
Hit a lick dip quick this really comp shit 
I’m talking ez boy you must be outta Compton 
I’m talking ez boy I’m out here burning bridges 
Tre diddy out here giving Naldi inches 
If they was really all your brothers they woulda put you in that gang 
You out here sucking on Tre dick while he speaking on my name 
Gas station special night stocker droolin when he bang
Lotta cornballs round this bitch shoulda took you for a lame 
You a lame didn’t henny make you pay for that apartment 
You a lame didn’t i write you last diss song when u was a target 
You lame both them projects sound the same it ain’t no arguin 
Keep my name up out ya mouth boy you choking stick to gargling 
Gang hopping Naldi really ain’t the same without flippaaaaa
Now they some bitches yesterday was your sistaaa
Use em then you drop em time to work a new system 
I call it how I see Naldi you ain’t no victim 
But today you get buried next to Tre 
Not my brother anymore you got pussy DNA
You could never win no way 
Ain’t ya chick go lose her life just to fucking get away
Buddy listen when I say 
Buddy this is what I’ll say 
What what what what 
Lost to light lost to twins lost to me huh 
Worse verse up on that track skeet skeet skeeter 
Goofy thinking that he bad I’ll Michael beat em
What what what what
Hate to go and leave my son who gon teach em 
They can’t  save you run the ones fuck ya feature 
Battle tested  I’m the general wavy Ceasar

Cute Couple

Beat by Prod. 52Blu

Written and sung by Freyja Caelan

Mixed by K1

Freyja - Whirlpool

Stew - Losing You (ft. Claire)
Produced by Jimenez
Trece Locos

Stew - Losing You (ft. Claire)

Debut EP of YNG Toro. Intended to show versatility and consistency of sound.

Advice (feat. CHLOE & Biggaveli Wu)

mixed & mastered by @k1theproducer

(info to be added)

Could We ft. Damien Tinkerman

Lyrics:

Got a 5 on my hip,
Five girls in the whip,
Smash in her backdoors,
While she's on all fours.

Can't count four doors,
Because I've only got two,
Pull up in the stu,
Pull up with my crew.

Butterfly doors when they open thats crazy,
Chase me down grove to the block thats brazy,
Put me on the job and you know I'll save you,
Bolingbrook thats not the best view.

And I can't believe it,
Swerve in the whip then I dip and leave it,
And I switch the flow because I ain't got no hoes and all the bros know that I am about to blow,
So then they follow me though, I'm smashing through the hoes, I'm smashing through the foes, and then I bounce to bro and then we bounce the dough.

Pulling up to the bitch spot,
Two bullets make the barrel go hot,
Keep talking shit get your shit spun,
Mind your own business then you wont be one.

Ugly motherfucker to be sat on the floor,
You won't talk anymore because all you do is bore me.
Talking all that shit behind my back then endure me,
Pretending to adore me, someone should have warned me.

So many fakes flying around don't know who to trust,
Whippin' in the euros then switch to the bus,
Got sixteen seats for the haters all talking,
Hope the seats comfy if they not, start walking.

Got a 5 on my hip,
Five girls in the whip,
Smash in her backdoors,
While she's on all fours.

Can't count four doors,
Because I've only got two,
Pull up in the stu,
Pull up with my crew.

Gang always pull up ready,
Gang always pull up aim steady,
Heavy's in hand and the trigger stay ready,
To take down many of your men in the blink of an eye.

Talk your shit but youre still the same guy,
Taking time out of your day to try and take mine,
Kinda mad think its going your way,
Gonna sleep your shit gang make them say (yay).

5 on my hip,
Five girls in the whip,
Smash in her backdoors,
While she's on all fours.

Can't count four doors,
Because I've only got two,
Pull up in the stu,
Pull up with my crew.

Two Doors

Realization

Different

Before & After 2

✨ It's just RP thingsss ✨
Artist with Wu-Chang Records on NoPixel WL & Venus Records on Prodigy WL.
Live sometimes at https://www.twitch.tv/chloewoie
Find updates at twitter.com/chloewoiexoxo

Could We ft. Damien Tinkerman

CHLOE

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