That Kid Kearve — Next Level ‍ [This n That EP]

This n That EP

gravy baby, featuring kerser Cut Sick (SUMTHIN DIFFERENT MIXTAPE )

Gravy Baby (feat. Kerser) | Cut Sick

Sointoyouremix- Savshiestyy

LameNggasKhimoney.m4a

lil peep - try it (crying)

Lyrics:

All these drugs and Percoset, down my throat like avalanche

But I'm lying that's just cap, mama no I didn't do that

But I brought that one girl home and I smashed her in my bed

Yeah Mom, when you were at home, I'm a bastard I do know

Yeah that girl, she was a hoe, she lied, said she got tested 

Ended up catchin' a disease, yeah my penis it was burnin'

Like a fool, I forgave that hoe, and to my shock and surprise

She said I gave it to myself, but I fucked her as a virgin 

Nigga one plus one is math, she was a well-known popular hoe

So who really had it bro, not me that, I do know

I swore on my life that, I, would not get touched by a man

Ended up going to the doctor, and he touched my small ass nuts

Not big nuts, I wasn't erect, had to splurge that big ass check 

On some pro meat handling, yeah I went to that private healthcare 

I was so ashamed my guy, It was like giving up my manhood 

There were some complications, that disease didn't go away, 

That shit stayed in for a while, way longer than I stayed in that hoe

And the sex it was so dry, shawty didn't go cleaning up

I done spoilt her good that day, I done bought her a burger 

And her breath smelt like some onions, I offered some her mouthwash

She said no, kissed me anyway, like she didn't have a man at home 

She said Moe please eat my pussy, that girl ain't even suck on my dick

My big penis was abused, and exploited, my nigga, never again

Fuck all these loser hoes, ya'll demons, ya'll not sacred

s[t(00)ry] t[ime] (prod. Stressful)

Storytime (prod. Stressful)

Lyrics: 
Verse 1
[sing along]
Got this one hoe she a slut
She sucking every cock
We are not tied down, I don't care if she gets fucked
Cuz I'm not stingy, come on niggas fuck on my lil bitch
1 guy, 10 guys, 100 thousand guys
Line up all you niggas, like you're playing soccer
My lil bitch a ball, and her pussy is the goalpost
Score in her, hat-trick after hat-trick will you please
She a slut, she don't give fucks, she's loves fucking every minor

Chorus
This girl is reckless
What the fuck did I get into wifing up this dirty slut?
She got more bodies than Hitler
Man, this hoe really be passing out diseases like LeBron
She'll eat you up like she's Dahmer
Ms. Bonnie Blue don't play around, man this girl really a demon
Please just be cautious 
Ms. Bonnie Blue don't be testing niggas, fuck you if you're dirty

Verse 2
go
go

no
no

suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
suck it
sucker
she got

Verse 4
You a freak 
Bitch you always wildin'
You fuck anybody, girl you really got a problem
Snatching souls, like you are Sol Ruca in this bitch
Hitting backflips on the dick, like a dog you doin' tricks

Your body is a track, Usain Bolt how niggas run it
Like a car, they run up mileage, man these niggas need to stop it

Your body is a temple and this bitch she is a hazard
Stop gooning over bitches, you're a stranger they don't know you
Respect yourself entirely, and don't give them any money
Asseblief, I'm begging and I'm pleading on my knees

Stop gooning over sluts, they don't know you, ain't gone hold you
Open your eyes and realise that hoes like Bonnie, they don't love you, Only fucking want your money, junkies for the fame,
Sippin' cum like every day, a daily beverage for these sluts

Somebody needs to stop 'em, chain 'em up like they is slaves
Hiroshima bomb 'em, blow them bitches out the water
These freaky hoes are toxic, bad for your health, don't entertain 'em
Keep your penis sacred, be careful of who you fuck
This song is for the guys, smarten up and please be wise
Keep your penis sacred, and be careful of who you fuck

Chorus
This girl is reckless
What the fuck did I get into wifing up this dirty slut?
She got more bodies than Hitler
Man, this hoe really be passing out diseases like the Grammies

Verse 5
yeah
yeah
yeah

yeah
yeah
yeah
ayyy
oh you -
of course
Ms. Bonnie Blue
Anything for you

Bonnie Blue Anthem (BBA)/Bonnie Blue Diss (prod. JSH!)

Bonnie Blue Anthem (BBA) (prod. JSH!)

Lyrics:

[Tag]
(You're a genius, you're a genius, Moe, I swear to God)

[Chorus:]
Fuck her with no condom
Eating on her pussy
(Her pussy)

Eat pussy like it's souffle
Not leaving any crumbs, bae 
(I-It's yummy)

I buss one on her forehead
R.I.P. to all my dead kids
(Tell 'em I'm sorry)

Their deaths they were so tragic
Disappear on her like magic 
(After I fucked her)

Then I found a new bitch
She slurped my dick up like it's noodles
(It was so sloppy)

Pussy smells like dead fish
But I hit cuz I was down bad
(D-d-down bad)

Don't judge me like I'm Breezy
'Fore I beat on you like Riri
(Please, don't try me)

Wife her up cuz she's my twin flame
Locked in forever like Tay-K
(Me and my baby)

[Bridge & sing along]
Just me and my -
Fuck her every night and every day
All night,
All day,
E-every night

[Chorus:]
Fuck her with no condom
Eating on her pussy
(Her pussy)

Eat pussy like it's souffle
Not leaving any crumbs, bae 
(I-It's yummy)

I buss one on her forehead
R.I.P. to all my dead kids
(Tell 'em I'm sorry)

Their deaths they were so tragic
Disappear on her like magic 
(After I fucked her)

Then I found a new bitch
She slurped my dick up like it's noodles
(It was so sloppy)

Pussy smells like dead fish
But I hit cuz I was down bad
(D-d-down bad)

Don't judge me like I'm Breezy
'Fore I beat on you like Riri
(Please, don't try me)

Wife her up cuz she's my twin flame
Locked in forever like Tay-K
(Me and my baby)

Freaky Deaky Music (prode. KD3)

Freaky Deaky Music (prod. KD3)

Ride or die (ride with me)

No crew, just me, don’t need backup,
Suppressor on, now his life just packed up.
Smoke up in my lungs, and my heart all blacked up,
Cross me once,  zipped in the wrap-up.
Step up, catch slugs — bitch boy what’s up
Creepin’ in the night, got the blade on tuck,
Talk real loud, but you ain’t that tough.
Mask on face, I don’t show no love,
Slumped in the back with the trunk on shake,
Smoke in my chest, and my soul won’t break.
Tombstone vibes, put your name on slate,
I don’t run from death we just sit and wait.
Ah
Shovel in the trunk, dig deep, no trace,
Eyes rolled back, got the devil in my face.
Grip stay tight when I slide through slow,
Said the wrong thing, brains on the floor.
No crew, just me, don’t need backup,
Suppressor on, now his life just packed up.
Smoke up in my lungs, and my heart all blacked up,
Cross me once,  zipped in the wrap-up.

Produced by oceanash

Ride or die (ride with me)

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