DR3AMZ

W1NDM1LL 4 TH3 LAND

i think a bitch said he come to get dumped 
fucked up like ski little bitch you get slumped 
slits on my wrist i’m a BPD punk 
talk slick since a jit, yes, i came to go dumb 

step out and fuck up the function (x3) 
bitch who’s next, pick a treesh i can dump in 

bitch i came up from glass in my feet 
bumping x in the back of my class tryna cheat 
why the fuck they all looking at me 
if you taking notes bitch you best cross your T’s 

i do not fuck with no phony 
bitch i’m still broke but this pain it can’t hold me 
you just be lit with your homies 
this is me puking some shit off my dome piece 

bitch get the fuck out my way 
didn’t come here for friends so you know i don’t play 
it’s just a regular day 
as i piss on your bitch while she begging to stay 

i got a lot more to say 
bet you wasn’t expecting this shit either way 
pussy boy fuck out my face 
bitch i am the one with the balls in this place 

i think a bitch said he come to get dumped 
fucked up like ski little bitch you get slumped 
slits on my wrist i’m a BPD punk 
talk slick since a jit, yes, i came to go dumb 

step out and fuck up the function (x3) 
bitch who’s next, pick a treesh i can dump in 

dumb, 
that’s what you is if you thought i was done 
spitting my guts bitch i do this for fun 
he think that he’d be the one 
run, 
i do not fuck with you son

PHANTASM (prod. Nyhtmare / Sladko Donul)

bred from a killer 
since a jit i was a thriller 
i remember days
 from telling pops to pull the trigger 
little bitch with the hit, 
bitch i came from choking men up 
lookie lookie now 
bitch you touch me you get set up 

i got dogs all around me like it’s black ops 
dogs all around me like it’s black ops
bitch i got dogs all around me like it’s black ops 
before we take your life 
kiss your kid and pack its lunchbox 

hide and go seek bitch 
hide and go seek 
bitch i’m strolling through your hood 
playing hide and go seek 
it go 1, 2, 123 
leave your guts for some bucks if you tryna see me

I HAVE A HORRIBLE RELATIONSHIP WITH MY FATHER

goth little punk and i’m in this bitch bumpin
fuck out my face ‘fore a bitch get to dumpin 
i don’t need friends in the scene but i jump in 
they peepin the kid ‘fore a bitch even come in 

first, ima put the cat to his brain 
make him work 
ima make it pop in his mouth 
like a perk 
his homeboy more rich 
so i fucked on him first 
ima make it bounce on the dick 
till he burst 

i been on the scene 
now these hoes know my name 
playing my cards like this shit is a game 
i’m like miley cyrus bitch i can’t be tamed 
they all on my pussy ‘fore i get the fame 

and it’s funny cause your homeboy was just tryna fuck 
i won’t hit that ‘less i’m down on my luck 
i pull up straight to the scene and get buck 
redhead lil punk they see me know it’s up 

talk my shit but it smelling like flowers 
your bestie got a gift i was fucking him for hours 
eat my clit bitch boy, devour 
pick up your draws don’t you look at me sour

KITTY

pull up to my show and i bet you could get a concussion 
when you step inside of the moshpit 
radical choice if you think you’ll be all on my pussy 
lil bitch so get off it 

he talking hot he get drop kicked 
surgical zip make his jaw click 
gemini so i be covering my evil twin 
with the way that i talk slick 

i make the bitch disappear like houdini 
we say we don’t know where he went 
drop the location i slide to your spot with a weapon 
i’m pitching a tent 
aggressive lil bitch and i’m looking like vengeance 
you’d think i was seeking revenge 
raised by the wolves bitch i’m animalistic 
i’m coming straight out of the den 

go stupid dumb on these pussies 
you’d think that my IQ would drastically 
start to decline 
this is me just getting started 
imagine a bitch soon as i hit the 
time of my prime 

don’t need protection lil bitch get in line 
best seek redemption before it’s your time 
coming in hot like i’m made of the heat 
you get turned into ashes you best run and hide

BLADE (prod. Erigød / costlyloss)

i stood beside of my dreams 
with the pain on my shoulder extending to reach 
ironic how you can be far from defeat 
and still be knocked down to your feet 

born in the north where it’s cold like my soul
die in the east coast rep till i croak 
chasing a force that is pulling me 
forcing me slower the more that i grow 

no shame 
as i’m counting down the days 
glock pressed to my temple 
masticate my brain 

save me from these chains that bind me 
let my mirrors bleed 
no escape when satan find me 
let my fears deplete 

lucky for me i’m still breathing 
that could be the drug’s up inside of my veins 
i’d rather blow the fuck out of my brain 
than still feel the hate from this pain 
why do they say there is always a sun to be found 
at the end of the rain
still i decided to sit here and wait 
hoping to see better days 

i still cannot understand how they claim that this planet 
was made from the hand 
how in the fuck you expect all the suffering 
to be apart of his plan 

i’m not the type to be dealt with emotion 
so therefore i turn and i ran 
they say i’m able and ready to let the truth in 
i don’t think that i am 

up to the floor where i sprang 
when the devil came round and he
asked me to dance 

wonder if they hear the words that i’m saying 
do you hear the words that i’m saying? 

love is an act that i’ll never participate in 
cause i’m better alone 
i will refuse to become codependent
this body is my only home 

i am my only protection from letting depression 
seep into my bones 
visualize gripping the world by its throat, 
bitch it’s my turn for the throne

RAIN

feeling just a little bit of psycho 
tryna get up out my mind 
looking at the devil begging please 
like can you just give me my time back 

looking at myself up in the mirror 
new solution where the white at 
blow a little line and then i take a little time 
and i’ll be fine 

i don’t wanna live in this skin 
i don’t wanna play more pretend 

i can’t fold, no no no 
i’ve been traveling on this road 
gotta see where it goes 

i think i’m just bipolar 
knife slips out of my throat 
before i coulda choked

psycho

FADE (prod. Nyhtmare)

none these groupie bitches do like me, 
hoppin out the v 
pull up to your function turning heads like i’m a G-O-D 
c-o-s-t-l-y l-o-s-s yeah they know ‘bout me 
cover up the cuts with angel dust to make sure i don’t bleed 

i got demons in the cut 
hella hatred in my blood 
bitch i feel like kevin gates the way i get it out the mud 
with the shits yea i don’t front 
treat your bitch like she a nun 
make you drop down to your knees and lick my kitty just for fun 

i got bitches in the east and i got bitches in the west 
think she feel the way i love her when i’m nutting on her chest 
took his shit and now he vexed 
tote my blick and now i’m blessed 
got a couple ways i end your days i put that to the test 

came up out the woods from smoking crack, high tech in the back 
imma keep the blade until they know a bitch would never lack 
i might beat the bitch till she see black 
blood all in my lap 
i don’t give a fuck what you be saying tell that to my gat

KRAKK (prod. KAMIKAZE)

i’m not speaking to jehovah anymore 
say a prayer to my blicky cause it listen to me more 
dug myself into a ditch its deeper than the one before 
had a bitch that was a keeper but i destroy what i love 

and i’m back in, make the back bend, i’m a nympho 
got your bitch up on me for a lil blow 
they know ima spark em for the kinfolk 
blast it, make his hat split, take his lymph nodes

if you ever see me with a plus 
do not be mistaken for the lust 
i cut up my wrist and spill the blood 
watch it drip  
this the only thing that fill me up with love 

and i’m s—i—c—k the h-e-a-d 
i don’t know exactly what i did to make me hate me 
lately 
i think there is nothing left to phase me 
everything i chased has become everything to change me 

is there something missing i let slip between my palms 
knowing time is ticking i feel like a loaded bomb 
every fucking day i’m still repenting to my mom 
keep the blade in case my paranoia wasn’t wrong 

i’ll remember you until i’m out of breath 
maybe meet again inside the afterdeath 
fuck you, for deciding to just up and left 
i don’t got an extra fuck to give to me you’re fucking dead 

awaken in the morning find a couple things to hate 
i breathe in positivity and exhale with the hate 
i wake up and i hate 
im walking with hate
i’m starting to believe, that for me there ain’t a place

JEHOVAH

i feel like my dreams is staying locked up in the trap 
on my knees 
begging god to tell me why would he do that 

i might slit my skin with the intent to not come back 
begging please 
i don’t think i got the strength to walk the path 

why these bitches tryna get a rise out of costly 
i could never let a bum bitch thinking that she crossed me 
lost me 
you ain’t talking money then you lost me 
i might stack my chips and let the world know who the boss be 

get, stupid bitch
shoo em off like i’m a pimp 
i be walking to the function with my stick and got a limp 
eat my clit, then i dip 
i ain’t with the lovey shit 
put my trust into a bitch but ima never slip again

KNEES

(im literally not fixing the dead space at the end like bitch wtf i guess we’ll deal with it)



came up hiding addys in my sock,  bitches did my runs for me before the bell rang on the clock 
bitch watch 
as i flip a little to a lot and you would think i gotta cock the way these bitches get to flock
bitch stop 
playing like you don’t know who i is step one foot into the function burn it like a masochist 
slit wrist 
write my pain in blood to therapists 
tell the lady how i’m feeling that my time is limited 

thought you was the one, but i’m bugged out 
don’t come crying to me when you see that i’m a slut now 
feel it in my gut how,
was you my security and turned into a blood hound?
and my wrist is cut now 

think i’m losing confidence inside me 
got a couple punk bitches to ride me 
there is nothing left that can surprise me
lost a couple homies but they still remain inside me 

me, ima problem got them talking when i walk in 
you, you ain’t really bout the shit that you was talkin
got a couple opp bitches i fantasize in coffins 
off it 
i might put your bitch up in a coffin 

got a low IQ, then you not gone understand me 
i don’t fuck with you, like i’m big sean and you ari 
bitches cannot stand me 
ate her mans spaghetti and now he calling me bambi 
might open a fansly

BAMBI

i feel like baddest bitch up in the fucking spot now 
you’d forget i’m female way they licking up my cock now 
i’m just thinking up it, bitch i won’t put my glock down 
pull up to the function, then i shut the whole block down 

this shit ain’t a front, bitch look up at my wrist 
slits up on my skin, so i know the past exist 
i ain’t scared to split, bitch i ghost my therapist 
fresh up out the bin, been locked up the seasons spent 

pretty but i’m thick 
make ya bm sick 
shoulder got a chip,
but i don’t walk with a limp 

blade up on my hip 
east coast bitch
all my bitches bad 
and all my blicky quick to hit 

name a hoe that do like me, cause i don’t see nada
tryna keep up with the kid, and it so extraña
hit it then i quit, and you won’t see me mañana
i don’t cry for dick, but i’m weaping for my dollas 

ever since i claimed the game these trap bitches on mute 
do not be comparing it to cos and think it’s cute 
put that shit on mute bitch, who the fuck is you? 
screaming on the mic, but what you said ain’t got a clue 

i see what you tryna do, but i make it work 
blade sneak on the side of you, i won’t make it hurt 
russian roulette type beat, see who’s uppin first 
pull up just to pop your shit then throw it in reverse

VAINGLORY (prod. or.1ove)

i try to fade away when you come around 
but i can’t control myself 
and i hate the way that you fall down 
every time you lose yourself 

and i’m sure you’ll never see
all the ways that you put your blade inside of me 
but look at me now, i can’t come down
to kiss you again 

i got a couple people tryna keep me alive
i think it might be selfish
wishing that it was you by my side 
i got a couple demons that i been tryna hide 
i know you not the reason 
that ive been feeling so dead inside 

so don’t call me 
please don’t call me 

but if you swear that you miss me
i might just answer 
then i might really just answer 
and we’ll just repeat what we’ve done
and i still will not be the one

ENCHAINED

don’t got diamonds on my neck yet but i might slit it 
lucky i ain’t dead yet living my visions 
if she want static i’ll make a decision 
split you in half like im making divisions 

i might split a bitch wig like i’m pouya 
since a kid im swinging big sticks what’s it to ya 
bitch i practice my amendments 
ima blast if they fucking with my clique bitch 

give a fuck it’s okay 
ima wait til she spin back 
i don’t really do the fucking chit chat 
took ya bitch and i won’t give ya bitch back
you can feel my mf wrist snap 

bitch i’m out front 
kicking back my feet 
thought she was about it but it’s her ion see 
hoe do not compare 
where you cannot compete 
wylin if you think you’ll be a step ahead of me 

i don’t got bread
but i got cake 
better watch out for the money ima make 
i don’t got kids 
but i got sons 
tryna keep up bitch you better get to runnin

costlyloss

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