LLTS HOE WHAT YOU THINKING?? 😂😂😂😂

@vyvanse-176393348
This years been a little nuts, and lemme tell you it hasn't been the best, however you guys who have supported me this year are the reason why what I'm doing rn is possible, thank you guys so much, 2025 is my year <3

LYRICS:
Check the label twice, double meaning on my side
He said he don't love me so I'll never waste the time
Caffeine in my system, this shit going overdrive
Stepping on my story, cause my story ain't my life
Please don't take another chunk but you can have a bite
This shit is not mesmerizing, this ain't worth a dime
Black coat, black jeans, men in black came high
They said this ain't worth it, go consider suicide

I might die, get me on this ride
God said a-ok, make myself a living sigh
Heaven wasted life, satan tryna use my eyes
I might go and start to smoke a green so I won't cry
He said I don't got support, ain't your story lime?
Sour as can be from mfers I don't lie
Where's your evidence, santa really check it twice
Thats a double meaning from the parts n I don't try

men in black (prod. vyvansek)

I am havin a good day, I luv when tha choppa go bang
Feel like Kurt cobain I got these bullets in mah brain 
It alllll these btches talk bout like how I went insane
They say mims how did u do it, bby I am not 2 blame

FL jit i hit tht stain
Fck a opp, I put a fckin pssy btch up onna frame
Me & gng cannot fw u cuz u is jus a lame
When u talkin on tha net we can all tell tht it’s 4 fameeeee

23 & u still ridin on mah dik
Ur car was made when I was born
U old ahh btch, im in dis whip
So much $$$ in mah pockets
Oh yea lil btch I’m tha shi
Imma fuk up onn yo momma
Little boy don’t even trip

Talk down
Yo momma pssy was elasticccc
Choppa get 2 bangin lil boy story rlly tragic 
Ion give ah fuk boutta opp we get 2 packin
Keep tht fukin iron on mah hip im neva lackinnn

#1 until i dieee
M gon stay on top
U can’t fw me 2nitteee
Shout out pops
Yea he rlly is tht guyyyy
There’s nun u cld do
Tht cld ever make me wan cryyyyy

I am havin a good day, I luv when tha choppa go bang
Feel like Kurt cobain I got these bullets in mah brain 
It alllll these btches talk bout like how I went insane
They say mims how did u do it, bby I am not 2 blame

blameee prod me

Album single
Lyrics:

Ya sick as a bitch but thts ok
I got $$$ $$$ $$$
Ya I get tht every day
We got guns in da whip and every one gonna go spray
While im getting all these bitches u get men cuz u is 🏳️‍🌈 
Like yuh
Where tha hoes at
We can walk right into your damn crib like where yo doors at
Said u wanna fight but like where the hell yo pole at
Lil bitch I just caught the fucking pound yeah we jus sold tht we sold tht


Ya sick as a bitch but thts ok
I got $$$ $$$ $$$
Ya I get tht every day
We got guns in da whip and every one gonna go spray
While im getting all these bitches u get men cuz u is 🏳️‍🌈 
Like yuh
Where tha hoes at
Where tha hoes at
I got my soul back
Go get yo pole back
Like where her clothes at
I’m yo new step daddy cuz yo mama luv 2 ho yeah u kno tht

Brown boy I pop out like a bird
How u talkin on tha gng when u rlly from tha burbs
Ya u keep on fuckin talkin lil bitches when will u learn
This choppa keeps on popping poke holes inside yo shirt

Ya sick as a bitch but thts ok
I got $$$ $$$ $$$
Ya I get tht every day
We got guns in da whip and every one gonna go spray
While im getting all these bitch u get men cuz u is 🏳️‍🌈 
Like yuh
Where tha hoes at
Where tha hoes at
I got my soul back
Go get yo pole back
Like where her clothes at
I’m yo new step daddy cuz yo mama luv 2 ho yeah u kno tht

Ya sick as a bitch but thts ok
I got $$$ $$$ $$$
Ya I get tht every

spray prod tenshi & zulu

action prod me

tell.em !! (w/ bats & mani) (prod. oden)

original song - https://soundcloud.com/kendrick-lamar-music/duckworth?si=bb20bba81e924d95b9c61a9cbf989685&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
little writing practice <3

LYRICS:
i see the reaper
reap what i so
ima rap
like a preacher
get you fucking crossed
out yo boots
this aint easter
flyin out of eastern
to west
just see her
put her in a benz truck
huh lil peep her
blow up
make that fucking green
like a creeper
hit hard
like a agent
one word they sleepers
bitch on my wood
chop it down
like a beaver

never step to us
double decker bus
chillin like we partyin
money stayin estimates
fess it up
we gon x him up
bullets check him up
callin us a douche
bullets goin up his rectum uh
restin up
sleep
getting zs
forever huh
we gon catch him up
like a movie action
packing him
in packages
bullet wonds add em up
in the aqueducts
bodies parts stay collectin dust
for a couple months

uh yea
and its the end of us
all these rappers shitting out songs
like an enema
in the cut
shoutout tj
smoking indica
give that bitch a bald fade
like i was messin up his cut
i dont give fuck
ima slide on any beat
ima slide up on yo song
mine now
fuck that feat
weed crumbs in the seat
i aint talkin normal tree
hear my shit up on the radio
like i made creep

DUCKWORTH FREESTYLE

conflict.
prod. qaeru

go tell your mother bout why you been beefin'
with niggas that lifted you up
don't tell your father bout what you been doin'
you said that it's up then it's stuck
we called you a brother, you left us behind
being petty and dumb, well good luck
you spat in my face then gon say it's all love
bitch, it's not, now I don't give a fuck

your project of passion
increasing detachment
I'm taking the reigns so don't ask me for shit
I'm taken aback
tried to make some requests
after dippin' without even telling us shit
got me all spiteful and added yo opp
what the fuck you gon do?
we crossing paths, just know I ain't shaking yo hand
I'm throwing some hands for the fam
that's something yo ass wouldn't do

forsakened yo ties
having them fighting yo battles
audacious to think that you're tough
don't talk about trust
you said the shit that you said
you tried to go out in cuffs
should've just had a discussion
you left us hangin to dry like we laundry
or better, your cousin
something inside of yo mental can't function
that goes for you and yo bitch
both are crash dummies for dumb shit

better just pray you don't fail like yo dad did
he'd put yo ass in the dirt for this shit
so don't tell him bout where all your friends been
he'd turn yo family to ashes
it's really just sad cuz you can't just accept that you acting like him
you're just overly negative
stuck in your head all the time
but it's fine, bro, I get it, but you gotta quit it
you know we're right but you stuck in the mind
that you better than us
you're really not, man, I'll admit it
you wanna die on this hill
don't go out saying you lonely
when you pushed your friends down the hill
all the support that you had was from us
spit in my face, I'll throw acid in yours,
be mad at me, bitch boy, I don't give a fuck

prick

PROD. 8STRINGS

"niggas do not want to test shit" 😹

smoked out cigarettes
wanted smoke, puttin' one in his lung
now he beggin for breath
vibe check, CTE, swing a bat at his temple
that boy tryna bang up his set
he came with a posse, I had to go check
if it's more than three, then I'm sending a few
right back to the lobby
556, got it sitting right by me

pimp in distress, pimp in distress
a couple of cases, you better be lucky
he ain't get a hole in his chest
Mr. Krabs, penny pinchin', got my finger twitchin'
Blurry, just give it a rest
nah, brotha tryna smear my name on some bullshit
he must think he insane
nigga telling me to do better
aight bet, nigga, now let's play us a game

never have l ever lost a fight,
had my father try to sue the school,
lost, then decided to move
never have I ever snitched to my mom bout some e-beef
and still think I was cool
never have I ever had my parents
locked up for that shit going on in the motel room
boy, you's a fucking fool
you is a fuckin' lame
you can say all that you want about me
but I promise the dirt that both of us got
ain't nowhere the same
you Lois Lane, I'm high as a bird or a plane

this is a dangerous game for you
my mom's a teacher, but you already knew that
cuz all of the "dirt" that you got is shit I was telling you
shit I could be yo substitute
so park yo ass, let me teach you something
the subject here is cause and effect
you better be glad I ain't being direct
foul play, boutta give me a tech
9 words'll put a hole in your neck
ties cut and I can see you a wreck
put the fries in the bag, better get you a check
so why'd you make the decision you made
then say you the best with a puffed out chest?
you not
keeping this shit in the booth
don't do nothing stupid, 
don't go out here thinking you Dot

size 9 to yo face
imma step on a nigga
don't go in that alleyway
my name still come into play
got stuck in that strand
done doley, no Araneae (RNA)
my vision distorted, it's looking Dalmatian
I'm growing impatient with all of these frauds
K9's and lap dogs, my hands bi
got me swinging at them and they broads
"beat his ass, take his phone"
for some reason, I don't really think you got the balls
pissing me the fuck off
kept pushing my buttons,
it's up, don't try to hit pause (paws)

can't slide for your sister
so makes you think you gon slide for yo bitch?
my bad, did I too far?
hakuna matata, we all know you ain't gon do shit
yeah, that smile better leave yo face
better watch yo mouth in my presence, bitch
nigga, my momma don't make no 100k, muhfucka
the fuck is you talkin bout, bitch?
I'm out here getting a job
You stay there and leech them allowances, bitch
how many origins you gonna fabricate?
fucked up, had to jump 4 houses, bitch
got a problem with yo drinking
yo bitch ain't so freethinking
Long Live the Saints, hoe, what you thinking, nigga?

mr. krabs [prod. 8strings]

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