[VERSE I: Anthony Mars]
yo light that cigarette
i'm tripping
ash it on my bitches
taking my dose
i never skip it
still in my hood up pistol gripping
still got 100 blunts
got that bape up in my cup
stay with a bitch in the cut who stay with my dick in her guts
wetto the king of the GREY
self park i don't fuck with valet
sheesh
private jet fuck a delay
went to paris and back in a day
okay
no i'm never okay
bitch stop asking
came up and supported my family
just for that they should give me a grammy
running and ducking the slammer
thinking bot cocking the hammer
the lights the glitter the glamour
none of this shit even matters
none of this shit made me happy
wound up in rehab instead of a casket
locking me up and they had the rooms padded
made a straight jacket my fashion

[VERSE II: Norman Atomic]
ruby that motherfucker
grim reaping
i'm undercover
soul seeking
i found another bitch who's thinking that i'm her lover
no
reason i keep on shrugging
blunt is cashed let's keep 'em coming
only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction
i'm a pro at self doubt but i doubt i'll ever know 
that these bitches want me to fly 'em out all because i upped the glow
all these fuckbois wanna be me but they keep it on the low
and talk shit about me and my cousin while we're thumbing through our dough
all this fame is such a curse sometimes i wish i was a ghost
watch me raise the fucking dead next time i'm on stage at a show

[OUTRO: Anthony Mars & Norman Atomic]
haunted, haunted
i can't escape my mind
it's like i'm doing time all the time
exhausted, lost it
just one little line
have this talk with god all the time

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

1000 Blunts

1000 BLUNTS

Fuk 12

so low

prod allencore
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Oh My

HAHA (Leavin)) prod Amir & Snapz

BLUEPRINT

che - her (prod. tdf)

Produced by @1sxprano
Mastered by @untilisayitsover

Figure it Out

PROD BY TIZSII HUNTING & JSTCAP

lyrics:
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions

Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash I advance it
Big bag like Marilyn Manson
We got a whole lotta mansions
Tell her its so automatic
Dont love the fact that she off a xany
I gotta swerve in a caddy
You finna slide in a taxi
Fuck her one time let her have it
She tell me yea im so sassy
I said bih u got no daddy
Fuck this beat up i want it badly
Look how they count me out sadly
While im here counting up rackies
Yea yea
Know how bad i wanted this
Now im sitting here the cartier the diamond blinging covered up my wrist
I just hadda go and drop a tape thats full of hits i hit em wit this shit
Ima hit up all the hoes yea we call the guys yea we staying at the ritz
They aint know i could do it like this
They aint think i was stepping like this
Walk outside and im taking yo bitch
She like “Tell me, what’s that on your wrist?”
And you know
And i know it get hard but i chose me so i just gotta move on
You could see how i been moving level up oh yea the shit i been on
Know a lot of people hate me but im good i know i didnt do nun wrong
I do not need ones approval dont fuck with me yea so then move along
I never did nun crazy i just fuck round make a whole lotta songs
Yall thought yall could count me out but its ok yall finna watch me move up
Yea

She a dancer
Ran them bands up
U talk on the low u get blammed up
Im the second brown boy yo im like damn yuh
As a kid i just would hope i got fans yuh
Oh i met charli damelio aint that random
I only like really pretty hoes yea not no fan yuh
I got like 12 coming off the jet when we land yuh
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions

Marilyn Manson

must be stupid (prod. bloom7k)

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Tell me what you know bout a motherfucker out the bottom with a gold grill gleamin
makin all these hoes problems
stalker creepin out the fucking dungeon
switchblade on em hit the guts like a pumpkin
dumpin'
30 rounds out the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won't miss
lil $lick real sick
don't talk shit
whip whip like a brick scale on fish
$uicide night time
no we don't fight crime
it's the Grey *59 with the real red eyes and we dyin inside 
bodies in fluoride
let the rope untie
just crucify me
Yung Christ wrist's sliced
couple hoes on ice singin RIP

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Ruby was a motherfuckin reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherfucking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
hoes askin if i see a ghost
tell em no i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep throat
3 feet of rope
lethal
slay the fucking sheep
so evil
ima hang myself and then i get to see home
Ruby a fuckin demon
Ruby got a cult now
hoes tryna bolt down Ruby
the result of a reject from a small town turned into a demon
I'm evolved now
loud growl
Snow Leopard on the prowl
stay the fuck back hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin
turn to the devil then i'll never reminisce 


must be stupid (prod. bloom7k)

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