prod 333synx

mix by me

inspiration from @khelsending

lyrics: 
yeah run up make the trap jump
wtf
tell pequeña mamá fuck it up
u get jmped
m-myspace whore 5x 
yeah run up make the trap jump
wtf
tell pequeña mamá fuck it up
u get jmped

myspace whore (333synx)

prod attic & bbyazul 

((((゜д゜))) lyrics . . . . . . 

@deadgirlmarcy:

yeah park then pull in 
ful-ly auto when we walk inside the function 
yeah i been of these pills i cant function 
i- no cant trust this ho she up to somethin 
copped a zip for the low my tummy grumblin 
i remember when i had nothinn 
call my boy ray up we out n londoonn 
read the tag on my shoes it say londoonnn

@dishonors:

i’m w xaybee jumping off the eiffel tower bitch
jumping jumping 
ig i could sing it too so u can recognize my voice
tryna mark myself as human
but i feel like im ignored
me and xaybee haven’t dropped and now they begging us for more
more yea more
and they begging us for more
metanoia 
@100signs bitch

function prod attic and bbyazul

prod jayysoul

xxomm
they know im on
cup of that drank
they know im up in the stars
smokin on scat
im way too up
lil bih just tell me what you want
she givin me somethin to find

vilse
he wanna talk imma get to it
talk bout that cash boy i get to it
i cannot wait till i get to him
said he would he best do it

its gettin cold on my neck
my brothers ran up that check
he steady lose to the best
better keep that boy in check

stay!
bitch i wake up n im high
i cant feel my feet its like im floating in the sky
I swear the way you broke my heart your like a demon in disguise
im breaking bad and getting back i had a plan and its devised
god i get so mfucking high
i cant find no way of getting back
I was fucked up i done made a way
bitch im married to the drugs its 160 for the cake

fa$hion killa
bitch you know we geeked
bitch we in them streets
just hit a triple double yeah im feelin like embiid
livin like a dream
yeah im with the team
in the bnb
cooking up some heat

xxomm
you know i keep me a check
i be smokin so much heat i dont know where i could be at
ridin round i keep me a tec
yea, i dont know where you stay
bitch im countin every day
you know im never in debt uhhh

vilse
you know i hate playing games
you still do it anyway
talk of the town i count my pape
told that bitch get out my way
we dont get along
dont know what you on
just tell me what you want
im stackin up my funds bitch

stay!
stack my paper stack my paper
tell that bitch to see me later cause im smoking on some papers
tell that bitch to see me later casue im grinding like a skater
Stizzy dead im smoking vapors
stack my paper stack my paper aye
i cant save that hoe but i might savor
smoking gas u can tell it by the flavor
and i told another bitch i see u later
too much motion i aint worried bout no hater

kid sora
Bitch i aint worried about haters
I serve him emeralds, no waiter
556
Nigga gon' meet his maker
I dont know what ive been on, but i know that im laced & im makin that paper
I know that boy hella broke- if im in the spot, he aint makin no wager
She a fien for my love
& she cant put nothin above- of us
Talkin hella shit up on the gang, this blammer finna buss
& this blade finna blaze him like its sonic rush

Spotify

get to it ft vilse, stay!, fa$hion killa, kid sora

rubyred - leftover (elaine celia) #ILYEXCLUSIVE

the flp corrupted so i cant work on it anymore gg not putting it out on main

@qlein demo

it aint luck, watchu tryna prove to me 
did you have enough
know ive had enough
you can always leave me on the floor
kick me down if it aint enough then lead me out the door
am i a dog to ya
fetching what you want like i belong to you
i aint feeling right anymore make a song bout ya