RICH OFF RAP II

Aquafina

switzerland

waiting 4 my downfall

viper main

i just wanna go back

happy songs

p. guda

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i've been getting cheese, boy you lactose
ay, you aint got no guns, boy you lack those
ay, bad bitch with the buns, and the best throooaaattt~
you ain't got no honeys, yeah, you lack hoooeeessss~

sippin holy water, i'm the holy ghost
ay, ridin' round like J. Cole on a bicycle
ay, chip up on they shoulder, like some nachoooesss~
tryna touch my cheese, boy, this not-yooouurrrss~

i feel like i do better on my own~
nothing else to think about except my songs~
i don't really wanna have to sell my soul~
wait, i'm lowkey glazing, but im on a roll~

i ain't get no texts, i ain't get no calls
i ain't get no messages,  got none! at all
probably better like this anyway, so i don't think about it
you could say i died in a way, if you think about it

holy ghost p. guda

Featuring @lumyere @viiiivid and @atiniz The RobocarRobloxcore pPro...

big ol' titties w/ vivid & atiniz prod. highsoulja x charger

p. @itsec3
art @Aoitori_775 on twt

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thought i was trying the most 'til i met you
oh so ghostlike, i go right? when i go without you
i know, it's the best for the both of us
all i've been is holed up, 
in my room holding myself up
'cause nobody else will, 
and nobody else here
all i've been doing all year is 
crying, and dying, and trying to be someone new

just for you

it just don't make sense
no, it just don't make sense
no, it just don't make sense
no, not in the end

pill popping Tylenol, headaches on the high, they all remind me of you
i've been cutting off everyone, everything, that reminds me of you
i don't know why i've tried so damn hard
i still don't know why i still try so hard

just for a little bit of attention,
did i mention, i've been stressing,
i feel like i forget everything,
i might have a lil dementia,
but i still can't forget ya,
even when i wished that i would
yeah, i swore when i met ya,
that i seen your face before

when my heart gets to hurting,
head gets to hurting,
eyes get to hurting,
mind gets the word and,
arms get to hurting,
cut them off
i was at my lowest, got cut off
venting in like every single song
when they hear it they just brush it off
feel like i can't love no one, trust no one, except my mom

having fake conversations with you in my head
every lil thought of it fills me with dread
i ain't believe . . . . . . i was dead

(cry so much
die so much
cry so much
die so...)

just dont make sense

midas touch / queen tut

spaghetti-o's

post no pics

distortion world throwaway
(i triple dog dare elon musk to kill himself!!!!!!!!)

got a K like the soviets when i walk in
im gon paint the walls red like a communist
you know i get the fucking bread, like the opposite
uh, do that boy family like Tsar Nicholas

uh, lit up my whole wrist, bitch, its Christmas
ay, the opp can rest in piss, leave em' missing
ay, teach you how to rap, boy you dismissed
ay, cant deal with these rats, all this snitching

ay, hope the world end, turn it 2012 again!
pulling up with them guns, we gon end his suffering
i got more than drip, i pull up like a submarine
this shit more than real life, we gon pull up in your dreams

na na~
na na~

im what they sleeping on, mimimi!
who at the fucking top? me me me!~

pull up with a real chop, we gon leave a real scene
make him do the cha-cha, if he try to dance with me
i should wear a top hat, way i get the fucking green
im like, "where the cops at?" this a too high speed
we gon kick back, kick shit like Messi

swear this bitch keep tryna test me
told her not to text me
call me like a taxi
if you tryna get messyyyy~

keep that torch like a tiki
woah-woah, got my boys with me
woah-woah, Halloween, this shit get tricky
woah-woah, like POI's we keep it risky

lumy rchive

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