(Viva La Courtyard) Don't B a Menace w/ Truie fiend prod. okayypablo

(Viva La Courtyard) Hands Of the Beholder @prodrav3n

bae i only feel okay shawty when its you and i 
shawty why you always lie you cant look me in the eye
off a xanny bar im high now its time to say goodbye
bitch im all alone at night catch me playing with a knife 
whats between us both without the drugs i wonder why
pop a x pill now my jaw is locking bitch im fried
i did so much drugs they wonder how did i survive
bitch i still cant stop i need a percoset tonight
roll the dice spin twice you know im playing with my life
broken phone i type im sipping molly crystal lite
loubuiton 2 spikes im bouta put that on ice
she said i look nice i said that something isnt right
you cant go like that fuck all the thoughts of suicide
i need wockhardt in my new york seltzer pour a line
& they checking up on me concerned but bitch im fine
hidden courtyard running round the halls like columbine 
truie clockwork2 i know im running out of time
i need big gas pack and percoset im out of mine
cookie pack crushed me im bouta lose my fuckin mind
i cannot talk shawty put the words i said online
orange tangie hash spliff i only smoke gas pack
phone screen broke im sick of sending out snapchats
woke up saw you in a dream i got flashbacks
throw that shit away with ur ugly ass snapback
i could tell ur fake cuz u show me fake love
bitch im falling off a fake xan im sick off fake drugs
they were taking me for jokes now you cant mistake us
shawty dress up doll for me she did her makeup
bae i knew it wouldnt work so we had to break up 
now im posted with a new bitch im high im layed up
i said please somebody pinch me i hope i wake up
bitch im running up a big bag go get your cake up

bae i only feel okay shawty when its you and i
shawty why you always lie you cant look me in the eye
off a xanny bar im high now its time to say goodbye
bitch im all alone at night catch me playing with a knife 
whats between us both without the drugs i wonder why
pop a x pill now my jaw is locking bitch im fried
i did so much drugs they wonder how did i survive
bitch i still cant stop i need a percoset tonight

truie fiend - roll the dice prod  clockwork zjay (richiewitdahitz)

Tacxin & DLCK - Chrome Hearted Knight (Prod Plantera)

(BTBP) Nail polish prod. Rav3n

(BTBP) silver lining prod. Seepy x Smokkestaxx x Shibby

truie fiend - hide & seek prod nyli (iwishineversoldmyvx)

im coughing up a storm walter white
cooking through the night bitch you could die tonight
walk in with a knife bitch i said fuck my life bitch
heard the pocket knife flip acid in my eyes bitch
i could give you bands like im daddy warbucks 
i got brass nuckles on me walking with some numbchucks 
i dont give one one fuck i dont give two fucks
your just a dumb fuck off a xan at starbucks
baby i dont like cats i want a dog 
im in the red mist prada walking through the fog
i dont ever wanna work another job 
i got creepy fans on me can you get em off
i got bad service cuz im too nervous 
spikey back pack shawty wanted lip service 
funeral service im off two perks bitch
blood on my shirt bitch prada boots hurted!
 blood is dripping down on my maison margiela
 bodies in the trunk like the fucking good fellas 
i could spread the bands out like it was nutella 
raining outside shawty gave me an umbrella
im bleeding like a tampon im walking in the damp lawn 
true religion store bitch im bouta make the bands gone 
babygirl im so gone i been high for so long
 i just hit a jugg im about to do em so wrong
forgot about me like im glen from chucky
i be with the dogs bitch i be with the puppies
true religion jeans on my pocket knife cut me 
looking up and down like im google feeling lucky
too good to be true, blood up on my trues
fucking with my loved ones and imma make the news
once and for all all for once, smoking out the ton
acid on my tounge rocking out im going dumb bitch

truie fiend - lip service prod lsd2k16 (hidden courtyard)

im on devils street on the fucking creep
fendi on my feet sitting by the creek
walking on the street in my truie jeans
bloody truie jeans baby cuz im truie fiend 
holding you for hostage shawty doing bondage
quest diagnostics evil rustic cottage 
have i been forgotten everything is rotten
i got bloody trues on blood up on my robins 
vaccum seal the pack throw me in the wood chipper
walk around the house in my true religion slippers
i got pocket knives on me running with the sissors
shipping out a pack but it never got delivered 
i got bedrot i got red bloodclots
but at what cost i just got blood loss
i got botox plastic on me redcross
i got red gloss on me bloody red floss
sore loser self inflicted shooter
i got big knives like the hp trouper 
jason drowning in the lake i be with the groupers
foothills walking with my army with the troopers
you dont get no pussy you just beat off your a gooner
i just made a beat off my broken ass computer
if i made the beat you would throw it on a looper
you could find me dead in my apartment in the future
just like im ed gien im jeffery dahmer
walk a mile im my shoes i got bloody converse
i would turn it down if your making me an offer
walking with a knife in the streets at night i wander

truie fiend - bloody converse prod yk lsd2k16 (hidden courtyard)

IJustLookedOutsideMywindow

STOMPIN THROUGH THA VALLEY 2K25

[Lyrics]

Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Cinnamon soda, two litre kofola
I need

Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Not a fuckin drop, I need a fuckin ocean
Don't ask me how I feel
Bitch can you feel the motion?
Blowin cancer smoke
Yeah I can taste pollution
Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Not a fuckin drop, I need a fuckin ocean
Don't ask me how I feel
Bitch can you feel the motion?
Blowin cancer smoke
Yeah I can taste pollution

2,25 yeah that's my bottle
Push the pedal to the metal
Now it's full throttle
Put some soda in my engine
Yeah it's not a bother
If you wanna come along I ain't got no problem
Smokin good, drinkin good, Imma rise from the dead
I got about 20 bottles tucked right in my bed
Put some cina in your system cuz you look like you're dead
Yeah cinnamon soda, yeah crashing the set

Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Not a fuckin drop, I need a fuckin ocean
Don't ask me how I feel
Bitch can you feel the motion?
Blowin cancer smoke
Yeah I can taste pollution

And what should I think?
Bitch I don't give no fucks
I'm stompin through Tha Valley
Smokin on some moon rock
Need somethin to drink?
Bitch I already told ya
Cinnamon soda, yeah that's what's gonna hold ya

2,25 yeah that's my bottle
Push the pedal to the metal
Now it's full throttle
Put some soda in my engine
Yeah it's not a bother
If you wanna come along I ain't got no problem
Smokin good, drinkin good, Imma rise from the dead
I got about 20 bottles tucked right in my bed
Put some cina in your system cuz you look like you're dead
Yeah cinnamon soda, yeah crashing the set

Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Not a fuckin drop, I need a fuckin ocean
Don't ask me how I feel
Bitch can you feel the motion?
Blowin cancer smoke
Yeah I can taste pollution
Potion, potion
Yeah I just need my potion
Not a fuckin drop, I need a fuckin ocean
Don't ask me how I feel
Bitch can you feel the motion?
Blowin cancer smoke
Yeah I can taste pollution

HELL JEXX - POTION (Prod. O.B.)

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