I GOT MY BOYFRIEND TO LIKE YOUR MUSIC HES HELLA INTO IT ❤️🤭

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shoutout mental
lyrics

bitch i'm in yo area, glock on me so scary yeah
choppa on me scary yeah, fuck round we gon bury ya
bitch i'm in yo area, glock on me so scary yeah
choppa on me scary yeah, fuck round we gon bury ya

bitch i'm in yo area, glock on me so scary yeah
choppa on me scary yeah, fuck round we gon bury ya
bitch i'm in yo area, glock on me so scary yeah
choppa on me scary yeah, fuck round we gon bury ya

don't fuck around bro take yo shot
riding around wit a brand new glock
i drop a body and make this shit hot
i drop a body and ease all my thoughts
i drop a body and fuck on his mom
i drop a body got blood on my palms
i drop a body and cannot get caught

i know he talk to them jakes
bitch i got a hollow to put in his face
if i'm in this bitch i swear it ain't safe
i got a body inside the wraith

bitch i got blood stains on the seats
cut off his limbs, yeah cut out his teeth
can't let 12 catch up to me 
cut up his lungs let his ass sink

funeral - scary prod. mental

lyrics

scat pack, sidewalk, hit and run, ornament
i was at yo hood, but yo hood dormant
all these pussy leeching like torrent
choppa a machine, this shit florence
i get in the whip and i floor it
blood on the whip, that shit gorgeous

yuh that shit gorgeous
catch me at yo local precinct
its a hole in it
hole in his fucking forehead
i'm exposing it
brain on the floor
bitch gave me brain more of it
ion know what morals is
catch me at yo fuckin gravesite piss on roses
he don't give a fuck about no money "where the hoes is?"
i get so fucked, so fucked off this potion
he get so fucked, so fucked when them hoes split

blood on my nails red polish
shorty hit me think she polish
i mean polish
if you see them spinna chrome rims
then them poles hit
blood on the chrome rims, 
chr-chr-chr chome clip
this a hollow point, lemme-lemme see yo dome split
dome splitta, dome ripped

hit and run

some songs from 2020 i never released lol

obsessed

lyrics
bitch go to sleep, i'll be back in the morning
he a dead man, leave his family in mourning
hoe i shoot to kill, ion shoot for a fucking warning
two, four, six, eight bitches like i'm mormon

hate bitches, i'm abhorrent
eight switches i'm on tour
hate glitching out the norm
yeah my brain feel distorted

me and you is not compatiple, you not supported
put yo ass to sleep and cut you up, i'ma record it
i'ma take yo bitch and make her mine, she getting courted
i'ma send you back to yo creator, late abortion

hoe, fuck if you ok, hoe, fuck if you alright
lemme find out that you need my fucking help, i'll take my time
if i find out something ion wanna know, we fucking dying
lemme find out in the morning, we'll be dead by the night
by the night oh, yeah by the night oh
pour my fucking up, pour it up, wit some glycol

i'll be back in the morning

i'll be back in the morning [mental]

lyrics
i'm wit mental up in saks yuh
glock made him fold like that yuh
ion need to watch my back yuh
hoe my glock attatched yuh

glock 19 attached yuh
ak-19 attack yuh
hoe i'm bleeding black yuh
break that lil hoe back yuh

mental up in saks yuh
glock made him fold like that yuh
ion need to watch my back yuh
hoe my glock attatched yuh

glock 19 attached yuh
ak-19 attack yuh
hoe i'm bleeding black yuh
break that lil hoe back yuh

i been strapped up yuh
3 more mags tucked yuh
put my mac up yuh
body wrapped up yuh

body decay, shootout on the freeway
go head do what he say
yo bih, my bih, three-way

i'm wit mental up in saks

i'm wit mental up in saks [mental]

thank you @oroahh for the tag
w/ @reefuh + @aftrrs
prod @imfrostd + @fxlkes

lotus w/ reef + aftrr (frostd , fxlkes)

@prodelxnce
@ieper7
@bodygaard

rhymes:
trev:
you left on a boss
i know that shit hurt
im rocking yves
its right on my shirt
we not playing cod
i pop me a perc (perk)
his body in sod,
his body in dirt
i caught me a homi-(cide) went straight to the church
im crossing the stateline to pick up the work
im hitting the baseline im dunking like dirk
she hit me on facetime and making it twerk
yea, my whip is a canine this shit be a unit
how you talking shit based on assuming
like i can not fuck on that bitch
her pussy it look like a reuben
put my body in water im scubbin
put my dick in ya daughta im cummin
yea i got bread i got gluten
gravity she make it drop just like Newton
and she make it drop
i paid in cash pull my car off the lot
im sparking that blunt cook that shit like the rock
call me lego the way im on top of his block
why yo bih on top of my cock
i got mods and he shooting it stock
like i got no tick on my clock
i sip medicine i dont need a doc
he claim that he him but he not
huh, he not it
smoking that fucking exotic
bad bih she acting erotic
she like prescription narcotics
the rocks on my neck look like onyx
hit a lick he lost coins just like sonic
she got my dick standing up like the comics
got her up in my bed screaming phonics
chorus


bodygaard:

she really been trying but i’m not the one to just give my love
i got the inside on what she be hiding like i can’t trust
a girl like her
don’t wanna just leave her hurt
but i don’t think we could work
if it ain’t love i know it’s lust

i gotta make a decision
you worth it or you tryna play
looking at what kind of life i be living
don’t think i need you to stay

i only buy what i need most
a couple k on a new coat
so why is you acting opposed?
i know you be saving my posts

my presence, a blessing 
for yours, at viewers discretion
dropped in
hopped in
i think we got this shit locked in don’t sweat it

i’m taking that shit from the pocket of medics
she asking me where you can get it
i know you be living on credit
so why is you fiending, for what?

yves ft. bodyGaard [+ elxnce and vvspipes]

bitch i fucked up (damn)
draco wit the cooling kit
if i got this gun up in my hand
i swear i'm shooting it
i wish i could feel ok at heart
at heart i'm losing it
i walk in start shooting shit
bitch i walk in start-

i ran outta options, nothing going on inside my head
i have no conscience
existential dread, not scared of death
think of it often
everything looks ok on the surface
but i'm rotten
ho my brain is melting
i reach out for help
but i don't think nothing could help it
then i do the things i do
and they all say i'm selfish
if i walk inside this bitch
i swear to god i'll air the whole place out
so much blood on my face now

omg
bitch i feel so bad. wait, i think i don't
hollup hoe, where my feelings go
hollup, ion know. bitch i'm gone
bitch i feel insane. hollup, no i don't
feel like god, feel like i'm satan
i start losing hope

woke up i passed out on the ground
i can't tell if you're talking to me, where do i hear this sound
there's a ring and i hear it, i hear it all the way around
drowned myself in the river where i know i will not be found
i never wanna be found, agh

i ran outta options, nothing going on inside my head
i have no conscience
existential dread, not scared of death
think of it often
everything looks ok on the surface
but i'm rotten
ho my brain is melting
i reach out for help
but i don't think nothing could help it
then i do the things i do
and they all say i'm selfish
if i walk inside this bitch
i swear to god i'll air the whole place out
so much blood on my face now

i'll be back in the morning [mental]

funeral

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