Produced by GloBeats

https://soundcloud.com/globeats

Lyrics:

Authentic, autistic, which is it/
Get retarded on the mic but it’s all business/
Fat fingers, yeah I’m only spending big digits/
It’s a black tar night, call me Sid Vicious/
Left her twitching like it’s OTK/
Bailing outta Charm City, call me OBJ/
I’ma paint ya girls face with my DNA/
She got worms in her brain, call her RFK/
Hey, GPS set to GTFO/
A hunnit DMs, it’s double Ds to my iphone/
AOL mailbox, FWD me to Bang Bros/
Snort a M-box and T-pose like a scarecrow/
Bare bones with the same old steeze/
I’m rocking spare clothes and broken headphones to the Mickey D’s/
Enter with a gun and freeze, order me a number three/
Munching on a DQP, don’t forget the cheese/

Everybody hates me cus I’m a bad guy/
Doing bad shit, telling really bad lies/
Always getting high, stole some shit I couldn’t buy/
Rip a bong homie, sing along if you sympathize/
Everybody hates me cus I’m a bad guy/
Play a dumb game, win a really dumb prize/
Getting chastised, never look you in your eyes/
Just a song shortie, sing along if you sympathize/

Drunk at the Walmart/
Got a stable full of bitches, that’s a dog park/
Got jokes, writing lyrics is the hard part/
It’s a blue light special when the song starts/
Farmers mart, stealing squashes/
My switchblade turn Tar-jay into a mosh pit/
Sniffing special K, climb into the cockpit/
Boutta pull an oh-my-god Bin Laden/
Osh-kosh-bi-gotcha bitch/
This wristwatch’ll turn a your main thot into my side chick/
Oova javer wanna try to hitch a ride with/
Spitting rhymes, 95 to the wrong crib/
Long live, see me stressed/
Leftovers from the last verse, CVS/
Mind over matter, god see me blessed/
Fuck CFA, I’m an atheist, yes/

Tre flips behind the Great Clips/
Rappers see me, look down, Les Mis/
Wanna be me when they see the beyblade rips/
5 Gs to call me like when the plane dips/
In a gulfstream 5 splitting 8 balls/
Favorite MC to sell soft at the pool hall/
Bitches in the blue jeans tryna give me blue balls/
Don’t make me rip the wig off, Ru Paul/
You like a phone in the desert, no bars/
Saving money on insurance, Flo bars/
Break a bird out the cage, crow bars/
Politician with dementia, Joe bars/
So far I been keeping it straight/
The other day I robbed a bank and took a shit in the safe/
Known to knock a bitch out, just for saying my name/
If you wanna wig out, you can give it a taste/

Bad Guy

2024
Produced by GloBeats:

https://globeatsmusic.com

Lyrics:

I count money, you doordash food/
Your girl's warping to the pipe, four dash two/
It's Doug Funny on the mic, all my homies blue/
I'm Steve Burns with my dawgs, can you spot the clues?/
Come and get your girls hands outta my pants/
Sniff a blue V, chase it with a vyvanse/
Stick it up a bitch nose like a Zicam/
She thinking it’s love, Funny Girl, Streisand/
Bitch flex in them acid wash/
You got a face like Shrek but it’s the ass that talks/
I got the Farquad cut and some massive balls/
I’m talking to her like it's coat check, jacket off/
Musk money, fuck the nazi shit/
I’m getting photos of your girl, paparazzi shit/
I think the bitch might blow, kamikaze shit/
I got brains from the hoe, on some zombie shit, yo/

Cus I’m ignorant/
Tryna meet a young lady, pay her rent/
Wanna go to the bar, figure out who are/
But so far I am not impressed/

Kup’s out the psych ward/
Tryna make another wrong move with the right whore/
Not enough to go around, finna make em fight for it/
Spin around, make her wipe me down like a whiteboard/
Time for, some passion sex/
I killed the cat nine times, you can have what’s left/
I fill the glass to the brim, my accountant wept/
I’ll take her ass to the gym, do a thousand reps/
High noon, drank booze with some gay dudes/
Had me screaming like a baboon for some fake boobs/
Gotta win, left it on her skin like a tattoo/
Second wind, hit that shit again, I can rap too/
I’m giving up on the thoughtful raps/
Cus if you tryna blow up, write some awful trash/
I been putting in work like a maniac/
I shoulda did this first, I’m just speaking facts/

Tryna fuck a young bitch with a old trojan/
Fuck her while we stand up, but I’m not joking/
If you see my side chick, we have not spoken/
Suck a short bald dick, blow Rogan/
No time for a call me, maybe/
Got her waiting for the cash like a nepo baby/
Drive a bitch like a Benz, that’s my friend Mercedes/
She a fiend for the Ms, they should call her Shady/
New lady in that see thru shit/
I eat box cus I’m not a misogynist/
So kick rocks if you not tryna slob the dick/
It’s backshots to a thot, that’s just common sense/
Gargle spit, hot and heavy/
If you can’t afford a bitch, pick her up in a Chevy/
And if a bitch don't shave, gotta keep a machete/
I hit her ass with the Reggie when her body is ready/

Ignorant

2024

Produced by GloBeats:

https://globeatsmusic.com

Lyrics:

I’m just feeling fucking happy girl, now how bout you?/
I’m in a wonderful place, I’m a wonderful mood/
And can’t nobody bring me down, I swear to god that it’s true/
Wish I could share this feeling, you’d be wonderful too/
I’m surrounded by the sunshine, rainbows and shit/
And now I’m looking for someone to share my happiness with/
So if you’re feeling fucking happy let’s start making some moves/
The only thing could make me happier is being with you/
I swear to god that I’m not desperate as fuck/
I swear to god I’m not a psycho who’s just down on his luck/
I swear to god there is a heart that beats inside my chest/
And I don’t wanna murder every single person that I’ve ever met/ 

I’m just feeling fucking happy girl, now how bout you?/
I’m in a wonderful place, I’m a wonderful mood/
And can’t nobody bring me down, I swear to god that it’s true/
Wish I could share this feeling, you’d be wonderful too/
And I could see the bright skies on a dark day/
If you would be the sunshine that scares the clouds away/
I’ve always been a little quirky, know I like when it rains/
And we can be happy together for as long as you stay/
And if you leave I hope you know I’ll be fine/
That I will not obsess about you til the ending of time/
Know I think that happiness is just a pillar of health/
I swear to god I never once considered killing myself/

I’m just feeling fucking happy girl, now how bout you?/
I’m in a wonderful place, I’m a wonderful mood/
And can’t nobody bring me down, I swear to god that it’s true/
Wish I could share this feeling, you’d be wonderful too/
I’m surrounded by the sunshine, rainbows and shit/
And now I’m looking for someone to share my happiness with/
So if you’re feeling fucking happy let’s start making some moves/
The only thing could make me happier is being with you/

The Happy Song

Produced by GloBeats:

https://globeatsmusic.com/

Lyrics:

Every day I pass a building with a big glass pane/
Dissolve walls all obscuring your frame/
I see your phone buzzing, lip reading telling people your name/
I miss your face when I can’t see thru the rain, pain/
Stuck at the light, watching wipers move from left to the right/
It flips green, means you’re gone for the night, fuck/
Chest tight, really wishing we could speak from afar/
Don’t even really need to know who you are, damn/
Sometimes it feels like me and you are from a different planet/
Like if I drive right thru the glass you’d maybe understand it/
And if we cross each others paths then I’ma just be candid/
I’d probably just profess my love instead how I planned it/
God dammit, love the hair up, I’m a sucker for red/
The other day I really fucked with your threads, dead/
Thinking of you when waking up has got me stuck in my bed/
I think I fell in love with someone I made up in my head/

Dressed sharp, body sculpted from your knees to your chest/
Suppose to her I’m just a creeper I guess, bet/
To me you’re missing from my life it’s like I need to inject/
We’ve got this barrier between us causing me to reflect/
I put my feelings in this text as if you’d welcome my words/
But if we met you’d think I’m fucking absurd, blurred/
Something is stirred inside my heart I really hope to explore/
But that is not enough for me to open up those doors/
My hearts torn, quick gazes hopes of catching your eye/
Don’t have the courage to wave, the favorite part of my drive/
I know I might seem insane, I’m just a regular guy/
Who wants to smash your window in so I slither inside/
I’m in a bind, maybe one day I should figure this out/
I thought taking of the bus, maybe a whole different route/
I’m really stuck in a rut, thinking of skipping this town/
Maybe it’s better for my health if I just keep you around/

Every day I pass a coffee shop on my way home/
Couple of blocks from where I spotted your dome, roam/
Up to the counter, order java and then I slink in my booth/
My mouth is lava, picking pastry pieces out of my tooth/
I felt loose, dozing off when someone walked in the door/
I swear to god it left my jaw on the floor, score/
This is my chance, use my pants to wipe the sweat from my hands/
It’s been a while but I remember the dance, let’s go/
Excuse me miss, now I don’t mean to interrupt your supper/
But I was wondering if I could maybe get your number/
Silently suffer while I watch you try to form a reply/ 
You wrote your number on a napkin to my shock and surprise/
Now I’m embarrassed thinking back on all those fits of passion/
I must admit you’re not exactly how I had imagined/
The grass is greener, other side is where the cold wind blows/
I liked you more before when I would only see you thru the/

Limerence

Produced by Buddy
2025

Lyrics:

Stuck inside my head/
And I can’t let you in/
Not til it’s safe again/
I let these bad thoughts pass/
Reflect on all my sins/
I’m trapped behind this mask/
Don’t ask me where I been/
Stuck inside my head/
No I can’t get you out/
But if you leave right now/
I’ll let these bad thoughts win/
I’ll let my demons out/
I feel it in my skin/
I fucking need you now/

Something to say you been keeping from me, it’s fucking tragic/
I miss the days we could see each other without the madness/
I felt your pain, something broken in you, I had to have it/
I’m barely sane, out in the rain, you’re keeping me distracted/
I’m on your mattress, my habits lead me to troubled waters/
Poker face, I just violated your lovely daughter/
Now I’m a goner, love is harder, I’m growing older/
A womanizing piece of shit, I guess nobody told her/
Lay on my shoulder, the consequence of a selfish man/
Only in it for confidence and attention span/
You held my hand, helped me up when they beat me down/
I left you stranded, still wishing that I would see you around/
Weak to the sound, broken hearted, you pull me closer/
Look what you started, just play the part til you fucking ghost her/
It’s never over, feel weak when I see your face/
I guess it speaks to all the memories I tried to erase/

Race to the bottom, you only won cus you beat him there/
Coulda forgot him, you cut him off, he just reappeared/
Another shot, young and dumb enough to lend him an ear/
Covered in rot, guess he forgot that he left you in tears/
Couldn’t conquered his fear, wouldn’t step to the plate/
He never owned up to the damage that he left in his wake/
And every stupid mistake, he just repeats it again/
Blowing his chances, something rancid creeping under his skin/
Blow in the wind, where weather takes me, you seem to follow/
You left me dead, can’t find my head inside this sleepy hollow/
A message in a bottle, but you just block my texts/
You were addicted to the drama, I’m a sucker for sex/
I’ve struggled for less, you hit my number and break me open/
But every time I check the phone I know I’m only hoping/
Barely coping, hold my breath til I take my last/
Like if I wrote the perfect verse then you might take me back

Stuck

First track from an EP we're working on (if I ever finish it)

Produced by Mahtay:

https://traktrain.com/mahtay

Lyrics:

A sea of people I’m drowning out and the musics blaring/
A thousand voices all fighting over the air, I’m swearing/
It’s overwhelming, I’m barely lucid, I hit the chair and/
Momentary glance across the room and seen some ladies staring/
I’m in a mood cus my homies ditched me, I can’t be bothered/
If you’re in need of a broken man, you should calll your father/
It’s time to trade in my solo cup for a bottled water/
Gave myself a moment, sobered up and then it’s my departure/
It’s getting harder, I’m growing jaded, I dap the brothers/
Appreciated the invitation, they’ll be another/
I’ll be the bummer, I’m really bad at just being happy/
Blocking the exit was the girls that was staring at me/
I see them giggle and pointing, one of the ladies laughing/
They broke the huddle, I’m nervous, what is about to happen/
She’s coming at me, she’s mouthing some words that I can’t hear/
She grabbed my hand and started leading me somewhere, oh dear/

I was just about to leave, but you said come with me/
I got somewhere I gotta be, but you said come with me/
I saw the light behind your eyes and now I cannot breathe/
Cus you said come with me, cus you said you come with me/
And I was just about to leave, when you said come with me/
I had somewhere I had to be, when you said come with me/
I saw the light behind your eyes and now I cannot breathe/
Cus you said come with me, how bout you come with me/

She led me round for a couple minutes, it felt like hours/
We’re stepping over the little debbies and debbie downers/
I’m freaking out, are we hooking up, cus I haven’t showered/
Wonder what would made a lady fall for a wallflower?/
She found a room, it was dark and empty, I’m feeling nervous/
Becoming clear that we’re only here for a single purpose/
I said I feel the need to tell you that I’m half a person/
If you ever wanted something more, this not worth it/
I really want you to just consider the circumstances/
I always fuck up my first impressions and second chances/
I’m only hopeless, I’m thorny roses, I’m not romantic/
'preciate that I’m the one you chose, I don’t understand it/
You’re looking at me like your hypnotized, our eyes both lock/
Whatever I was gonna say, I guess my brain just dropped/
Hand on my chest as you push me over and climbed on top/
You kissed my lips, I felt my heartbeat stop/

Come with Me

Produced by Masked Man:

https://traktrain.com/masked-man-peace

Lyrics:

Neighbors fighting thru the walls, I can hear em/
Someone else had got involved and now it’s all a wash/
All that time is gone, disappear it all, cannot be resolved//
Then I, heard him just explain it all away/
Talking like it’s just another day/
Nah, I’d never do that to you bae/
It’s all in your head, this is so insane/
And the loud voices drift off and a lightswitch then flicks off//
Take my ear back from the thin wall til the next night when it kicks off//
When a pin falls I can hear not, when that whore comes I’m in earshot//
Then she peels off and the door locks, til his wife’s home then it’s gunshots//

The ups and the downs, the wrongs the rights/
I pray for that couple like every night/
I think of something I could say to his wife/
Or pull him aside, to give him advice/
I don’t/…
There’s milk in the coffee, there’s booze in the kitchen/
The neighbors are fighting, I don’t wanna listen/
They both go to sleep and I start reminiscing/
I made some decisions I don’t wanna own/
They make me a person I don’t wanna be/
I’m out of that prison and now that I’m grown/
This shit got me hurting, disturbing my peace/
I’m grabbing the bottle, I’m twisting the cap/
I dream of tomorrow and sip from the glass/
I’m watching a brother that slipped thru the cracks/
They live in the present, I’m stuck in the past/

You’re dealing with loss, there’s nothing to win/
You’re wearing a cross, it’s burning your skin/
You gotta move on, you let it dissolve/
You’re trapped in those walls, its all paper thin/
Missing back when I could hear em fight/
Thinking maybe he could make it right/
Prolly down another bottle, bitter pill to swallow when you sleep alone at night/
And it’s alright til it’s all wrong and it’s all fights til she moves on/
Hit the gin right til it’s midnight hit the bed right but it’s not warm/
No time to recover, you’re facing it now/
He’s calling your number, he’s pacing around/
He’s pouring another, he falls to the ground/
Neighbors knocking telling me to keep it down/

The Neighbors

Produced by MaskedMan:

https://traktrain.com/masked-man-peace

Lyrics:

Me and my best friends headed for dead ends/
Boutta write that very last message and hit send/
Worry bout some drama if you tryna be misled/
I got some bigger problems than whatever some bitch said/

I guess I’m pissing everybody in the world off/
Ain’t ya daddy teach ya how to treat a girl, dawg?/
I’m in the basement, basically braindead/
Tryna get some girl to drop the knives like I’m K-Fed/
Ay man, learn to love yourself, that’s when freedom comes/
Thru the sickness and the health, I wish you peace and love/
I wish it was as simple as all that/
Now I got some karma in my future like Mallrats/
Aw snap, I get it, I’m not committed/
Ground unstable, I fall back, I didn’t/
Misunderstood, so wave to the critics/
I came for the good, but stayed for the riddance, huh/
I’m on that trash heap, sleep in the back seat/
Paid wage slave, made of liquor and caffeine/
Cradle to the grave, which is quicker to catch sleep/
Neck is to the blade, might be quicker to blast me, blam/

There’s my collection of the women that I used to love/
You acting out for the attention, ain’t give you enough/
Even throughout all the madness, I owe you a hug/
Shoulders heavy like I’m Atlus and I’m bout to shrug/
Forget the drugs, a buzz or a little fame/
Baby I was born with the mic like my middle name/
I penetrate your brittle frame like bullets thru a dinner plate/
I’ll fold a rapper in half then put him back just to set him straight/
I’m on that bad luck, ads at the gas pump/
Pinning all my problems on my past cus my dad sucked/
Tryna a hitch ride inside the back of a Mack truck/
Tryna catch a high, rock bottom me back up/
Aw shucks, never knew the mirror was the face the evil/
Closer than I may appear to all my favorite people/
Never learned to face the fears that made me flick the needle/
Now I’m chasing all those wasted years like lemme write the sequel/

Bigger Problems

Produced by maskedman:

https://traktrain.com/masked-man-peace

Lyrics:

Hide the pain with a balled fist, call missed/
FaceTime turn to time to face it, aww shit/
Casually coexist, codependent hostages/
Tie me down, burn the bridge, this is what adulting is//
Fuck a situationship//

Full of questions that have answers that I already know/
Never present, always make me question where you really go/
Really though, shake you down for clarity, sporadic words/
When the going gets tough, I’m where addict turns/
The yearn to make me wonder, I fight to be your lover/
You’re using me for comfort, I might delete your number/
Pull me under, only love me when the lights are off/
Phone’s dry, use me to survive, then you shrug me off/
Piss drunk, here’s a heads up to your next ex/
Play dumb and follow bread crumbs out to dead ends/
Healing from the loss, surviving knowing love is dead/
Thankful for the moments that you used your words to fill my head/
I see you searching for some shit I think you’ll never find/
Looking for the answer to the yes I will and neverminds/
Blur the lines, kept it casual until it might be real/
Detaching slowly cus I dared to tell you how I feel/

Survive the dry spell, I miss your texts, yeah/
Can’t walk on eggshells, these kicks too fresh, yeah/
I’m such a mess, independently break myself down/
Overanalyze every fucking word that you said now/
I knew inside, you’re barely mine, the rest was only coping/
You change your mind, you hit my line, you the know the door is open/
And maybe I should close it, but are those windows locked?/
I’ll tear it down to the foundation to make it stop/
Was never asking for deeper purpose, just reassurance/
Was never asking for someone perfect, just be my person/
I’m screaming, cursing, I’m hurting knowing that love is dead/
Knowing I can’t ask you to carry me with some broken legs/
Roses red, early Feb, bloody finger, kiss your face/
My throat is aching from imitating some Three Days Grace/
And fuck space, if we wait to pick up the pieces, bet/
Spend a couple months writing raps, hoping we reconnect/

Situationship

Produced by Buddy

https://soundcloud.com/rizztar

Lyrics:

Told her leave the whole bottle, I do not need sips/
I seen some shit along these concrete strips/
From sunny days to when it rains, you know that time still ticks/
And it reminds me we’re all just blips/
I catch a glimpse of their lives, humans just passing me by/
Moments you may overlook, that stick around in my mind/
Another page in they book, only a sentence to mine, not like I’m trying to pry/
No rhyme or reason, I’m just always reading between the lines/
I seen a kid, maybe 5, almost hit by a bus/
Lucky for him, his mother snatched him up/
And she was standing at his side, he bolted off on his own/
He almost died cus she was stuck on her phone/
And just a moment ago, I…/

I seen about a thousand people stepping over a bum/
With one leg, dead asleep while he just cooked in the sun/
I haven’t seen him in a minute, wonder where you are/
But then again, I guess you really couldn’t get too far/
I seen a kid with new kicks, he tried to sell me some dope/
He spilled his bag because his drawstring broke/
The cop was standing on the corner, threw his ass in the cuffs/
Don’t confuse bad karma for luck, I hope he’s cleaning it up/
I saw this girl I used to know, ya know, from way back when/
I used to pray that I would see her again/
I had a chance to say hello, but chose to keep it within/
Another moment, let it blow to the wind/
I let it blow to the wind/

Moment

Produced by Buddy

https://soundcloud.com/rizztar

Lyrics:

Fuck noise, who you mobbin with/
Me and the boys on goblin shit/
Cost MP every time I spit/
It’s not a rock on the chain, it’s an amulet/
You got a short sword, you better brandish it/
You got a orc hoard, you better handle it/
I got a pitchfork and a lit torch/
Them hit points been vanishing/

Tryna find a white mage under that cloak/
Fuck around, make me hit from the back row/
Not a sound, put the money in the sack bro/
Roll up, leave that new town flat broke/
My lane where your girl gon creep in/
You don’t gotta keep your man-a secret/
Fantasies of her and me/
She on that action replay, cheating/
Seething, new flex with a sick car/
Ladies arms outstretched like Ristar/
Know I got the cold steeze, when it’s Buddy on the keys/
You don’t gotta skip ahead to the good part/
No glitch, code switch like GameShark/
No bitch hoe shit on my radar/
Clan is coping, left her open/
Now she’s choking, bitch I play hard/
Press start, get me back to my old ways/
I don’t roll dice bitch, I role-play/
Rappers hating on the kid, but you know they gonna click/
Cus they copy my shit like a Blue Mage/
New age, I start the fights/
Your team is ass, so ya party wipes/
I don’t need the cash, I just need the mic/
And there’s a fee to pass, it might cost ya life/

Boutta hit an MC with an ether/
Finna spin a bitch around that’s a revert/
Gonna knock her up again, that’s a rebirth/
Tryna make a bitch blow, that’s a creeper/
Had her wear green skirt when we linked up/
She got Lon Lon milk, big jugs/
My ex wants to hang, she like a boomerang/
Cus she come back quick when I picked up/
Hooked up with a brothel chick/
Had a helm, unequipped/
Chocohoe while she ride the dick/
I shoulda wrapped it up, Firaga piss/
Got a Marlboro bitch with flat chest/
Smoked 13 reds, got bad breath/
I let her sip the gin while we commit the sin/
She ain’t never been the same since her dad left/
Long text, skip the story/
Got 99 bitches in my inventory/
The game was fun, the cutscene was boring/
Hands off the gold, don’t need the glory/
Yeah bitch I’m the final boss/
Can’t be saved once the line is crossed/
And I don’t give a fuck what your weapon cost/
I put a blade thru your chest like… spoilers/

Final Boss

Produced by Syko:

https://sykobeats.com

Lyrics:

Don’t give a fuck what your friend thinks/
That's why her fuckin ass flat and her breath stinks/
Send a cashapp, tell her buy some tictacs/
Why I need a fucking hazmat when she says things/
Never listen to opinions, I can form my own/
I get bored, pull a sword from stone/
The pedal floored in a Ford getting lovely dome/
I’ll raise a bitch from the dead just to jump her bones/
Hit ‘em with a head kick call me Cro Cop/
Stick ‘em with a lead dick in they balloon knot/
Sick ‘em like a mean pit, I could chew rocks/
Shorty post a thirst trap, suck it like a juice box/
Settin in the front lawn with a Budweiser/
Butt nekked, gun drawn in a sun visor/
Wreckin in a dark alley like a drunk driver/
Tripping at the Trump rally yelling fuck Pfizer/

I could drop a whack verse, make a thousand bucks/
I can’t count, I just stack it up/
I just met a new shorty, and she down to fuck/
I spin her round, then I stack it up/
Heard you got a new track, boy you album sucks/
Turn it down lemme it stack it up/
All you other MCs hang around my nuts/
It’s no shame, spit flame, I just stack it up/

My rhymes hot like a burn pit/ 
Bars drop on your head like some bird shit/
Hotter than this one chick I used to work with/
You're a butthole, I’m a wordsmith/
Everybody jealous of me, got the gift of gab/
The gay rizz, lemme kiss your dad/
It’s straight bliss, ate swiss off your sisters ass/
You know your words ain’t shit, you should stick to math/
On the path, burn gas like I’m king of the hill/
I kick back after sniffing a pill/
I'm getting top from a thot while I’m gripping the wheel/
You prolly squeal to the cops, that’s the art of the deal/
Heard you got a big mouth but you guys faking/
Make me kick the door down like a ICE agent/
Prolly get yer dick pills from the gas station/
Bitch your money ain’t real, Sam Bankman/

Yo ass dirty, you should wash it/
Turn 30, still pissing in the ball pit/
MCs getting bagged like some dog shit/
I’m a short king, you're a tall bitch/
Waking up in a bed with the love of your life/
Make you regret ever touching a mic/
Get thru your head what I said, here’s some loving advice/
Better watch me round your girl if you ain’t fucking her right/
Get your face blanked out like an NPC/
I lay waste to a MP3/
My shorty said she wanna leave but it’s NBD/
She prolly only got a week before it’s burning to pee/
Pull up on the lawn mower going top speed/
Baby get my leaf blower and some iced tea/
Put a gun up in your mouth, and I may squeeze/
I’ma bust up in your couch, JD/

Stack it Up

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