words
i might run it up 
i might hit the plug
imma get these bands 
tryna show you love
i don’t give no fucks 
all i catch is dubs
lean up in my cup
pills are not enough x2

i get all these bands now 
shoot your bro like man down
quit asking for a handout
i’m up next i got it planned out
smoking out this pack loud
i recommend you back down
smoke too much i pass out 
drink too much i black out 

i’m stuck in my mind
please don’t waste my time
i do not abide by this shit you tell me lies
you run and you hide from the shit you feel inside 
and you get really mad cause you know i’m fucking right

i might run it up 
i might hit the plug
imma get these bands 
tryna show you love
i don’t give no fucks 
all i catch is dubs
lean up in my cup
pills are not enough 
i might run it up

run it up!

run it up!(greentop)

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i was heavily inspired by this perc40 beat:
https://soundcloud.com/nigochanel/kudos-prod-perc40

she was off the yae she said she love me :3
i don't mind the taste i poured a 4 up in my bubbly
i've been burning spliffs back 2 back feelin lovely

now i don't pop pill unless ik that there a script
got some curses in my head i wish i could fix
pack landed from tor ts felt like a gift
y u rapping about guns u never touched a blick

smoking up on my roof i feel like snoopy
i fw nice girls ion want a groupie
i'm mixing drugs up until it all feels so spooky
i like to keep my circle small cuz ion fw goofies

y u talking down? he wishes i cared
i smell like bacco i've been burning squares
i've been manic for a week i jus need some prayers
chiefin on my blunt I CANNOT SHARE!!!!! 

she was off the yae she said she love me :3
i don't mind the taste i poured a 4 up in my bubbly
i've been burning spliffs back 2 back feelin lovely

she wuz off teh yae :3 (mercyyy)

prod winter ghost

mark my skin
death can begin

my message tainted
my passage now rotten
can u let me go

im scared of the paintings
see everything black
i need my soul cleansed

bite my neck
fangs deep in my skin
transfer innocence

tainted

not to be ft claude prod rewind

Fuck a rehab, I ain’t stoppin’, I won’t relapse
Got heavy K in my V bag
Poured perscription's in my b-blast
Your bitch on my dick how did u not C dat

Kitty from hell, bitch, I’m pushin’ the redline
Choke on my name, let it burn up in your headline
Pills were laced but im still fine
Addicted to your touch please keep me warm

MM6, watanabe, drugs tucked up in my jeans
You fuck wit a com bitch, you ain’t prolly seen the scene

Funny how you talk what u are but you isn’t
White sigils, Russian pills, think i got it twisted

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