She drank too much
Sipping on the bloody punch
They dont even know what's going on
They dont even know what's up
In a hellcat keep my ak
Yea I always gotta keep a gun
In atlanta diamond in the rough
In atlanta gotta keep a blunt
Yea we only rolling up exotic gas
Yea it prolly came from the sun
The gas got me on the moon
Your bitch giving head in my room
How the hell she got in here
Im too high can't move
Im too high can't see
Your bitch tripping off of a bean
I told that luh hoe to chill
But that luh hoe love to eat meat
That luh hoe love to eat me
That luh hoe love to see green
When I go outside I see red
That boy talking shit through a screen

Helicopters in the sky
Sniper rifle through the eye
Bitch we pull up in a tank
Everybody gon die
Yea I love a bad hoe
Ak with a big scope
My money it dont fold
Your partner he gon fold
Yea I love to be me

Diamonds all on my body
They all wanna be me
Rick on my boots
I spent your rent
On my feet
Shorty wanna fuck
Told that hoe get in line
If she said im her man
Just know that hoe aint mine

She drank too much
Sipping on the bloody punch
They dont even know what's going on
They dont even know what's up
In a hellcat keep my ak
Yea I always gotta keep a gun
In atlanta diamond in the rough
In atlanta gotta keep a blunt
Yea we only rolling up exotic gas
Yea it prolly came from the sun
The gas got me on the moon
Your bitch giving head in my room
How the hell she got in here
Im too high can't move
Im too high can't see
Your bitch tripping off of a bean
I told that luh hoe to chill
But that luh hoe love to eat meat
That luh hoe love to eat me
That luh hoe love to see green
When I go outside I see red
That boy talking shit through a screen

Helicopters in the sky
Sniper rifle through the eye
Bitch we pull up in a tank
Everybody gon die
Yea I love a bad hoe
Ak with a big scope
My money it dont fold
Your partner he gon fold
Yea I love to be me

Bitch I came from nun
Bitch I came from nun
Yea
Bitch I came from nun
Feel it in my gut
I spend all my money baby
You ain getting nun
Yea I touchdown in London baby
Yea and im making money baby
Yea I call my other baby
Tell her lets make other babies 
Woah
Cant trust nobody
Smoke a 3.5 cant feel my body
Brodie wan die
Brodie wan die
Yea I pull up in clothes you never seen before
And I fuck on yo bitch and she gon suck me up an evil whore
You cant tell me who I am cus im just gon do me 
Yuh
And that shit not free
Yuh
I sip sprite not tea
Yuh 
Fucking on this freak
Yuh 
Her boyfriend wan be me
Yuh
Everybody wan be me
Yuh 
But im worried bout my P
Yuh
And im worried bout my bands hoe
Not playing not no banjo
Sip my sprite my hands cold
That bitch wan fuck im like hell no
Cus I know where you been
This bitch think im in love
But im gon fuck yo friend
Yea I leave her for my dawgs
So we all win at the end

Im a business man 
I don’t waste not no minute man
A small waist im gon hit that bet
She dont know who she fucking with
I dont wan love I love my bread
I dont wan love I love my bread

All these hoes gon lie
All these hoes gon lie
All these hoes gon lie

So I dont waste my time 
I dont waste my time 
No I dont waste my time 
No I dont waste my time

Art Style: Abstract expressionism with a touch of surrealism, utilizing a mix of digital brushstrokes and glitch art effects to convey a sense of chaos and dissonance.

Prompt for AI:

Begin with a canvas that embodies a sense of turmoil and unrest, using abstract expressionist techniques. Employ dark, smoky colors like charcoal gray, deep blues, and purples to represent the shadows of the past.
Introduce bright, neon colors—electric blues, hot pinks, and vivid greens—to create streaks and splashes across the canvas, symbolizing the vibrant, yet transient, high life.
In the center, paint a large, shadowy silhouette of a person that straddles the line between the dark and neon areas, representing the protagonist's dual existence. The silhouette should be featureless and enigmatic, inviting viewers to project their own interpretations.
Above the silhouette's head, digitally render a faint, glitched crown that appears to be both flickering and floating, suggesting both the allure and instability of power and wealth.
Around the figure, include abstract elements that hint at luxury and excess, such as distorted shapes resembling money, a car, or a wood grain pattern. These should be incorporated with a surreal touch, perhaps melting or fragmenting, to emphasize the ephemeral nature of material possessions.
Use digital glitch art effects to subtly warp and distort the luxury elements, reinforcing the theme of impermanence and the crash mentioned in the lyrics.
The overall composition should be dynamic and somewhat unsettling, capturing the tension between the allure of success and the haunting presence of a difficult past.
This abstract cover art will aim to encapsulate the complex emotions and narrative of the song, inviting the viewer to delve into the layers of meaning behind the vivid imagery.

over&over

awyea

notmysize

Are You Scared to Die (cab)

RR is for the Rooster — the only thing that screams before the light comes.
33 is the number that haunts people who know they’re here for more and have no idea why it hurts so bad.

LXE LUCIANO

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