rigor mortis (555)

glaive - hey there delilah (unreleased)

i could but my mum would kill me

glaive - and the highbeams were on

jb cover

thank you my good friend glaive for producing this song

very all over the place because i made this in 20 mins

sample for both parts of the song : www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvBsYiv_qZM

lyrics:
baby pardon me
used to wanna kill myself
i killed that part of me
my bro aim for headshots
but he would take the arteries
baby pardon me
u dont want no part of me

cause sometimes i get stuck inside my head
and i could give a fuck bout what u said
cause sometimes i get stuck inside my head
and i could give a fuck bout what u said

and sometimes i think
i dont even like her
and shoutout to my ex
know ima *****

why the fuck he been talking shit online
we see him irl we putting his ass in the sky
we see him in real life we putting his ass in the sky
told him meet up
bro lets fucking die

pardon me prod glaive

Hey guys new style tell me what yall think😼🤚

Btw lyrics down here if you don’t know what I’m saying🥲

 Pop me a perc’, now I walk like a toddler
Chop got attachments like it’s sponsored by Dollar
Codeine my cologne, I don’t sip out no bottle
Hoes do the most for a follow, I’m godly

Money stack tall like it’s glitchin’ the game
Drugs in my system, forgot my own name
Ran off on the plug, now he cryin’ in vain
Pistol so loud, it be speakin’ in slang

Smokin’ on pressure, this pack got a backstory
She ate me up like a snack, inventory
All black fit like I’m spawnin’ in stealth
But I still flash bands like I’m showin’ my wealth

Rollin’ with a baddie, her brain like a scholar
But she suck like she owed me a couple new dollars
Two twin Glocks, call ‘em Zack and Cody
Hopped in the whip, then I skirt like I’m Yoshi

Money like Chrome tabs — too much to close
Opps tryna beef? I delete ‘em like posts
Lean got me floatin’, I’m duckin’ my ghost
I don’t got friends, just plugs and some hoes

Roll up exotic, it kick like karate
Pills in my tummy, I feel like a zombie
Strapped with a stick like I’m playin’ Atari
Pocket so fat that they think I know Bari

Roll up exotic, it kick like karate
Pills in my tummy, I feel like a zombie
Strapped with a stick like I’m playin’ Atari
Pocket so fat that they think I know Bari 

Pop one, pop two, now I’m floatin’ in the air (what?)
Pop three, pop four, I forgot how to care 
Smoke big dope, I can’t see, I just stare
She bad, she mean, she eat me like a pear

Shoot, reload, shoot, reload, that’s a loop 
Money on me, got bands in the soup 
Drugs in my jeans, walk stiff like a bot
“Bro, you good?” Nah bitch, I am not 

Backwoods, backwoods, stuff ’em like spam
She ask “Do you love me?” I said “Damn” 
Run it up, run it up, broke boys scram
My cup so dirty it got its own gram 

I sip, I smoke, I flex, I float 
I drip, I glow, I’m next, you broke 
I sip, I smoke, I flex, I float
I drip, I glow, I’m next, you broke 

Ayy, I’m off a bean and a Capri-Sun 
Chop got a scope and a screen, that’s a rerun 
Woke up rich, then I went back to sleep
Dreamed I was broke, woke up and screamed 

Glick on my hip like a Bluetooth 
Shot so fast it skipped like a YouTube

Pop One Twitch Twice

SPINNING OUT (demo) [prod. girl]

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