Peggy x Juna - Ceechynaa & Clairo (Mashup)

Let's Just Find It Out

sorry for the delay guys, was still tryna figure out my sound and shit, you know experimenting and stuff. still working on it, but here you go.

leggybeatKlips#5

icantdoit (schizo)

TOP7 ft MAYAH.mp3

ydf/westsideeemf ft jetskimihara

Yeah, I was talking to the demons ‘till I found out I was one of ‘em
But I got my soul
Used to run from the demons now nigga I run with ‘em (Ouu)

I ain’t got no kids but these niggas stealing swag
It feel like im son’ing ‘em
Only fuck swag ho’s, she got class ho
She sucking dick in a Cullinan 

She drive the boat, getting drunk
Yeah, I paint my nails, I’m so kunt
Yeah, my momma told me I’m “the one”
My momma told me I’m “the one”

Live fast, I’ma catch a homicide
Gun to your head, nigga you gon’ die
Bitch-made, you ain’t on the frontline 
Catch a blitz, take it to the touchline

Thick bitch, got a lot of ass
I ain’t had a choice, had to grow up fast
Bet’ not call my phone if you ain’t talking cash
Fuck about a bitch, I’m focused on a bag (Slatt)

Swag bitch, I’m swagged out
Ho, I live the life that you cap ‘bout
We gon’ make a move like it’s Paramount 
Catch a pussy nigga then we pair him out

Yeah, she my type
Yeah, she so chill 
Yeah, she down to Earth

Yeah

Yeah, I’m a hell raiser, I’m a hell raiser
I bring hell on earth

Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”
Everybody say “Happy birthday Josi”

Yeah, new name, new name
Everybody call me “LIL SAY”
I’m the youngest flexer, Lil Tay
She eat the dick like Lo mein 
Pray to God, keep my soul mane
All these rap niggas so lame
I’m ‘bout to rock that show mane
Tell Eskay, “Move that dope mane”

Tell momma, “I’m really famous”
Emph4sis I’m proud of you, you made it
I remember all these niggas hated
Now it’s six-figures every payment
Call my pockets Paul Heyman
6th grade, I was watching Shameless 
30 bodies, don’t you feel ashamed bitch?
Money hungry, I feel like a caveman (Yeah)

I love bands, guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
Guala (Yuh)
I love bands, guala (Slatt)
I love bands, guala (Slatt)
I love bands, guala (Slatt)
I love bands, guala (Slatt)

Yeah, the wrist AP
My bitch snow-bunny
Just call my phone if you wanna talk money
I fuck freak ho’s ‘till the day get sunny (Woah)
I sip Wockhardt, got drank in my tummy

Drank sipper, drank in my liver
Wock and the Xan, that’s the perfect galixic
Tell a bitch, “Get on your knees, I ain’t kissing”
Yeah, when I talk lil’ nigga, just listen

Im off the drank (on God bitch)

Yeah, can’t say my S, I’m lisping 
Yeah, go get the coke out the kitchen 
Yeah, you broke ‘cause you ain’t see the vision 

Yeah, go get your money up, go get your money
Don’t get your funny up, don’t get your funny up
Bih’ wanna suck me up, bih, wanna suck me up

Give 2 fucks ‘bout ho’
I’m getting my money up 
Money up (Woah)
Money up (Yeah)
Money up (Slime)
Money up (Go)
Money up (Woah)
Money up (Slow) 
Money up (Go)
Money up

Nut on your bitch face then tell her “Kick rocks”
Bitch, I’m a grown-up please call me Chris Rock
Get on your knees ho’
I ain’t tryna lip lock
Kidnap a bitch, tie her hands with a ziplock (Woah)

Yuh
It’s no hook either 
Bitch tryna suck on my peter
“One night” a ho’ and then leave her
All of my bitches is divas
If she suck dick, I’ma keep her
All these pussy niggas leechin’
Eat the bitch pussy, I’m feasting 

Yuh (Slime)
Yuh (Slatt)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Woah)
Yuh (Yeah)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Let’s go)
Yuh (Let’s go)
Yuh (Woah)
Yuh (Yeah)
Yuh (Yeah)
Yuh (Hell)
Yuh (Woah)
Yuh (Yeah)
Yuh (Yeah)
Yuh

I know most of these are trash(if not all) i'm just reserving the good beats for my album. As usual, you can hmu if you want any. And actually, fuck you if you think these are trash.

Let's Just Find It Out

leggy

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