MARJORIE W.C SINCLAIR - SUBMISSION (feat. HR Moni & HR Double)REMIX @eddiepoz

34 bitches suck my dick remix

make up (shouiyo)

Origami Heart

prod by me

Okej nu
Serious business only, no time for wasting time
Its like, its like
its like surgeon simulator, cut the beat up
I wont tell you bout my feelings girl, I wont free up
in the forest, in the forest with the elves, dont speak up
do a backflip on her top, ghost girl never speaks bruh
fuck a studio, bike shed is my backdrop
fuck a macbook, emerald on my laptop
fuck what you do, aharzoth got no stop
yeah I got astral hoes, ghost girl on my smart watch
smoking green titanite shards in my room
I got diamonds, mystic gems, mystic sapphire too
Im drinking fanta on a night train
going to Dortha, show up too late
walk in meeting I see 2 snakes
shadows of yharnam, Im too fade
Im on a night train, infinite nightmare
Im on a night train, infinite night time
Im on a night train, infinite nightmare
fuck it im not here, yeah Im not here
shoutout CHR, aharzoth oligarch
CHR, galactic oligarch

Birch pollen nova

Astral freestyle

prod by me no samples

Put the whole 5 grams in some toilet paper
Im on a budget, soundcloud not paying me, they some fucking haters
everything I buy exquisite, only alligator
very busy playing yakuza bitch call me later
white snow tickling my nose hairs
now my nose runny I cant even smell air
now my nose runny, looking like it cry tears
now my nose runny, I cant even-
trying to get famous, i need money for the elden ring dlc
trying to get money, sell my uncle fake lsd
lying bout your numbers for no reason, youre not next to me
in the club, chilling with a hollow doing ecstasy
DK, DK, big bro shit
9x emulator I got old shit
pale skin, white hair, got a ghost bitch
Idol Hands on my body, yeah you're hopeless
4D on her fleece I need all of that right now
see CD Imma put it on right now
CC jeans look like porcelin, bright cloud

Raiding this ship
pirate bay on this shit
Soulseek warrior clique
20k vst zips
raiding this ship
pirate bay on this shit
Soulseek warrior clique
20k vst zips

fourside

PROD ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bitch I think my weed cursed
Smoke 1 gram, high for a week straight, how the fuck does that work?????????
ima ima
Casually go shopping, casually spend a billion on a t-shirt
Pace around my room at night, now my feet hurt
Boy you suck ass cheeks, get no features
She got beautiful gems on her features
Ghost girl, try my hardest, i cant see her
Bitch I think my weed cursed
cursed, cursed, cursed, cu- cursed, cursed
Blood stains on my bedsheets, keep the scars on my flesh fresh
dirty gems on these dirty clothes , bitch im best dressed
sex so devine, leave the pussy blessed
Boy you got no money, got no hoes, boy I know you stressed
One sided conversation in my dms, this hoe so obsessed
red tinted gems on my toes fucking up the check
One sided conversation in my dms, this hoe so obsessed
red tinted gems on my toes fucking up the check
Ghost girl fucking up my brain got me so possessed

mayann

Prod aphextwin & me (~￣▽￣)~

laura palmer in my dms, like
Silk clothes so thin, U cant see them, like
3am shotting straight tequila
lost my mind on drugs, said im tired of feeling like
UAAAAGGHHHHHH
Flame princess on my body, like
hypnotize your hoe, make her spend the night 
she got jewelry on her toes and in her eyes
Standing on the Corner on the speakers
Fancy white jeans, fancy white sneakers
think that hoe evil, I said U can keep her
pray for my grandma 
pray for the music
pray I make it overseas and get to it
Tryna fuck up NYC, shoot some movies
9x on my laptop
DKC pro beat yo ass, bitch yo ass soft
9x on my laptop
DKC pro beat yo ass, bitch yo ass soft
9x on my laptop
DKC pro beat yo ass, bitch yo ass soft
9x on my laptop
DKC pro beat yo ass, bitch yo ass soft
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like
Laura palmer in my dms, like

Close to you

Lyrics: 

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah (woo)
Huh, huh (let's go), brrr (yeah), pow

[Verse 1]
These opp niggas dead (dead)
Ten times outta ten, I'm one step ahead (ahead)
Creep low with that TEC, let it fill up his head (head)
Creep low with that TEC, leave 'em slumped in his bed (bed, bed, bed)
Margiela the stitch, these kicks cost heavy bread (bread)
Bust moves like a glitch, that beam paint him red (paint him red)
Plain chain on my wrist, still dance like it's fed (woo)
Locked in with that green, but still knock off your dreads (brrr)

[Verse 2]
Fake boys done (done)
Ten times outta ten, they run when I come (come)
Pop out with that heat, cook him right to the bone (bone)
Pop out with that heat, leave him stiff like a cone (cone, cone)
Rick Owens drip, that fit on loan (on loan)
Catch him at the light, then he turn to a tone (bah)
Plain face when I aim, but I leave no stone (uh-huh)
Claim he hard, then he fold—now he just a clone (clone, clone)

[Verse 3]
Racks talk loud (talk loud)
Ten times outta ten, I bring the whole crowd (whole crowd)
Slide out that whip, ain't no talkin' allowed (nah)
Slide with the stick, watch him drop on the ground (bow, bow, bow)
Ice-flooded my wrist, now the room turn cold (cold)
Had to cut ties, he was movin’ too bold (too bold)
Plain Jane still bust down like it's gold (like it's gold)
Eyes wide when they see me—like, "Who sold his soul?" (soul, soul)

[Verse 4]
Shots go fast (go fast)
Ten times outta ten, I don't let ‘em last (let ‘em last)
Push to the side, any op in my path (skrrt)
Push to the grave, now he part of the past (bah, bah, bah)
Saint Laurent leather, that fit don't clash (nope)
Kick him down with the force, like the boy got thrashed (thrashed)
Plain vision, no cap, everything been cashed (yeah)
Never talk on my name, unless you want whiplash (brrr)

[Verse 5]
Snakes get sliced (get sliced)
Ten times outta ten, they pay the price (pay the price)
Hop out that cut, put fear in they eyes (woo)
Hop with the rage, leave him quiet, no lies (no lies, lies)
Chrome-Heart my fit, lil’ baby got taste (got taste)
If he act slick, then he done got laced (laced)
Plain game, no trick, just wins in my space (space)
Ten times outta ten, I been runnin’ that race (skrrt, pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Opp niggas dead (dead)
Ten times outta ten, I’m one step ahead (head)
Pop out with that heat, leave him stiff in the bed (bed)
Pop out with that heat, let it fill up his head (brrr, brrr, pow)

fourside

erik aharzoth

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