dave prod kashpaint

@f3arme @mimicsgate
ok the song starts in 3 2 1

yea wtf in my cup
yea and you know i dont even give no fucks
and we going uppp
when i step up in the club they go yuhhhh

yea when i meet him they gon needa clean up
when i meet him they gon needa back upp
fucked this bad ass bitch she dont need no makeup
fucking on that bitch and that bitch is grown up

ion even know what to say for this bar
that nigga wont go farrr
pop another barrrr
when i step up in the club imma starrr
they think that im a star yuhhhh

when i meet him they gon needa clean up
yea when i meet him they gon needa back upp
fucked this bad ass bitch she dont need no makeup
fucking on that bitch and that bitch is grown up

yuhhhh prod feardorian mimics gate

locket - window : akrzn

happy birthday goat
@f3arme


u say that u the fashion demon
u cant make me believe it
i aint go nowhere without my team
ur bitch wanna link up
40 on my waist, 40 in between your teeth
i aint missing w the beam

run up on me and u kno that im w it
i keep the strap in the back of the civic
i got a hole in my arm now
choking on mud and the tar now
through my side, the lancea longini
another 4 for me
another ball of speed til i rest in peace

try to hold it down but it's what i feel
yea i fuckin love it when i get u killed
u coming w me
take your soul, body w it

trust

fashion demon (feardorian)

Dababy

tw1nange1s - southpoleterrorist prod. third3eye [EXP EXCLUSIVE]

mixing a little horrendous but its okay

got my money counter u needa shut up
if u not getting money u needa shut uppp
if u getting no money u is a fuck up
if u tryna talk on me get ur bucks up
and u know i made this beat yuh huh
yo bitch asked to fuck and im like
yuh huh

dont know what nigga taaalking bout
if he talking down
get the metal to his mouthh
and im with yo bitch and she talking off her blouse
got so much money might buy a house

pop 2 percss
yuh
ion do no percs
yeah im getting money like i work
when i listen to ur music that shit hurts

yea you gotta let that music shit gooo
like you was in frozennn
yea ice on my neck and you know that shit is frozennn
is that your bitch why she hoeinn

yeah im at the party bring the hoes in
yeah im at the bank bring the dough innn
bring the dough in
bring the dough innn
heart so cold like its snowingg
yea u got no guap your life is boringgg
yea we in some cars and they foreignn

and u know this is a happy songgg
yeah this is a happy song
yeahhhh this a happy song
happy songgg
happy sooooonggggggggg

happy song prod stefen

S1NINJA - STRAINS w/ SKATTER #SUSPENSE [PROD. S1NINJA]「DJ PLUTO EXCLUSIVE」

S1NINJA - NAMEKIAN BLUD #SUSPENSE [PROD. S1NINJA]

everything by me

‘04 Mike Jones, she ringin' me down
Girl please leave him, you know he’s a clown
Money counter beep and I love that sound
Sippin’ on lemonade, smokin’ on loud
Lemonade chain, I feel like Gucci
That bitch hit you and make you woozy
In the game like EA, no Young Nudy
Just like what’s on my pants, I’m stayin’ True like 2 Chainz
Stud that watch ‘cause I can’t do plain
Play your cards right like Boo-Ray
Babe we should’ve been Big & Faith, oh my God
We was just in that dorm room, we was watching On My Block
Five years later, we in different states, who would’ve thought

I was tryna see you blossom
Your homegirls don’t know what we on, they just Twitter talkin’
Nah fr, they ShadeRoom, Akademiks bloggin’
Yeah I love Lil Wayne, but can you tell them please stop Baller Blockin’
In a real way, I could leave you, I got plenty options
Lil bitch, I run shit like Lamar off of that read option
I got on diamonds, he got gold nuggets like Ty Lawson
Ain’t tryna be toxic, but oh well

All’s well that ends well
Truck got different colors every week, goin’ Emwell
When you gon stop believing everything your friends tell
Little birdie tell you something, chirping like a Nextel
Lie bout ballin’ every single tweet, he’s so Centel
Blunts lined up like monkey bars
I don’t want no GLE, babe, that’s a clunky car
Sitting in the back of Sunny’s car, tryna get my money large
They was laughing at me, now I’m up, but that’s the funny part

Man, you know your necklace ain’t got snow, I call your bluff
Yeah, you must heard that I ball like O.J. Mayo, so catch up
Know your boyfriend small potatoes, I can’t be around no spuds
2011, bumping Wiz Khalifa, just me & my Chucks
On my grind like Chris Cole, teardrops fallin’ on my trucks
Had one taste of real love and I couldn’t get enough
I’m at JFK, but my flight delayed
Tryna see you, but I’ll find a way
You drifting and flying away
But you say he’s here to stay

Keep on making my type beats, thinking you hard
They was tryna outshine me, now who’s the star
I push 190 and they stuck in park
If I kept on looking behind me, I wouldn’t make it this far
Tuck blues all in my shorts all day, I feel like Bart
Don’t get mad at me ‘cause I’m hoopin’ and your ass didn’t make Var
Blood diamond earrings shining, it look like I’m blushing
It ain’t bout no munyun, then what’s the discussion
Got my car stateside, but I’m rollin’ Russians
And this bitch got muscle, we could get to tusslin’
On citas, bruh, just throw that oop, on God, I’m dunkin’
Yeah, I don’t want no problems, I’m just tryna function

(Victory)
I’m just tryna function
Yeah
In my plain white sneakers
See you blowing kisses from the bleachers
In my plain white sneakers
In my plain white t-shirt
In my plain white sneakers
Plain white t-shirt

no russian

perjury

makin sum
@7digitalbunker
@paranormalparty

fashion demon (feardorian)

hallownest