dolce and gabbana

LYRICS

Walking down ur block
These are pressed pills
Might as well be real
The way u that homie chill

They dont get the market
They dont make deals
Yeah
We steppin on no toes
We just provide real
Ben-zos

Like fuck the xylaxien
What the fuck you mean
If i got a bean
Its the real shade of green

My presses crazy
They like HD
Made in america
Never touch the sea

Only really C notes
I know you dont see those

I know it'll be dope
Stackin up doritos
Bitch i feel like Jesse
Creepin out the window

I can take a fly
N wrap em up
Like a widow

If there be a problem
Get some paper
And pencil

Never press an issue
No names being 
Bitch rude

I do what i want to
I dont take your dog food
Send it to my lawyer
I be in a pissed mood

I be doin sins too
Inshallah pray to god
To the pill dude

Where my money come from
Idk its tips boo

And i can give you tips too
Everybody need to get some money
Thats a real rule

MUSIC VIDEO

walkkkkkkk prod trucker

HEY HO !

VIDEO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTp8ykPi2Yw

i stand on that block and make a sale
talkin to me like you ever cared
lets go get these racs i'll fuckin share
whatever i got do to keep ya here
everyday i try keep it together
and everyday i wonder how i did
thinkin bac on my life shud b dead
i think bac like how i didnt care
i still feel like nobody b there
n thas my fault
thas my bad
where does god go when shits sad?
where do yall go when its bad
where do yall go when its bad
real geek i cud nvr slow down
i gotta sell this shit i gotta chill
but everyday get harder than the last
and the wind keep blowin thru the grass
dumb fuck shoulda kept myself in class
how many days left till i cant crash
how many days left till i cant land
how many days
how many days
how many days am i gon think the same thing
how many days am i gon act like we changed
how many days am i gon act lik we sane
how many days left till i cant crash
how many days left till i cant land
how many days am i gon act lik we sane
how many days left till i cant crash
how many days left till i cant land
how many days left till i cant crash
how many days left till i cant land
how many days left till i cant crash
how many days left till i cant land

goodbye! *VIDEO*

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/y3Ccbylu8hw?si=1XgNv7iW2qRQZYQO

rollin offa addy man im geeked what yu want dawg

he said we not cool no more well fuck it thas not my dawg

rollin through the city on the east tryna call ya

on the corner right off 17th what ya want dawg

I know it won't b the same
pray to god pray to god that we can find a way 
pray to god pray to god that we can stay away
I feel like the pills call back every other day
ok I dont understand the chattin every other day
I been rollin I been rollin I ont got the brakes
on my soul on my soul I need another way
on my soul on my dawg on my twin my bae
what's it called i pop 4 this like everyday
you can call but im gone knew that anyway
in the song what you saw thas another way
break the law break the law man im out way
musta lost yo mind
im still gettin by
let's go get some fuckin racs im trappin till I die
askin god askin god im tryin not to cry
how you doing is you good slime tell me why
life got fucked up I aint even lyin
crime pays thas the shit im livin by
I changed I aint wanna fuckin die

rollin offa addy man im geeked what yu want dawg

he said we not cool no more well fuck it thas not my dawg

rollin through the city on the east tryna call ya

on the corner right off 17th what ya want dawg

I know it won't b the same
pray to god pray to god that we can find a way 
pray to god pray to god that we can stay away
I feel like the pills call back every other day

prayer music *VIDEO*

I DONT POUR WHGAT YOU SAY

CLOUTUP!

<3<3<3

world fucked up so I need my pills
talk that shit somebody get killed
pack touch down n its all still sealed
play so deep cant see no field
niggas still act lik im 2 real
most you niggas couldn't be my children
roll my weed i can barely feel it
cocaine xanax i can't wield it
clean my nose one day ill heal it
twin said bro we twin we villains 
what would you do for that million
count my bucks let's go get silly
world so fucked I need my pillys 
slide on twin like I got heelys 
I got some racs offa scammin stealing
wake up i get geeked dont need it
this shit glass we to the ceiling
no more bags jus mean we winning 
on that block this more than coolin 
on that block nigga lik im workin
im outside pill got u droolin 
get 2 geeked nigga end up snoozing 
get 2 geeked nigga thought you'd lose me
walk down the block nigga say excuse me
im on the way we get some racs nigga everyday
im so crazy you aint need to say it knew that anyway
get geeked not lazy
yea i get geeked i ont need no savin
get fried im changin 
god told me I need to b a lil patient
world fucked up so I need my pills
talk that shit somebody get killed
pack touch down n its all still sealed
play so deep cant see no field

dont want 2 b here (dw2bh)

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my favorite cup

Thank You - Written by Kolton Cutler -Part of the 3-song EP demo for the upcoming album.

Thank You (EP version)

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