Heartbroken (Prod Me)

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fakemink - Trust Issues (prod Cranes)

Produced by Me

Pull up
Pull up
To the function
With us
Your friends are so lit
Mine are so too

I been looking at you
Vintage jacket but your still something new to me
Your Palace and supreme on yo body so 2016
U look like an adult but your more like a teen
Flashing lights that's when your feeling right
Thats a red flag to me but it's still alright cuz
It's just me and you for this fucking night
So let's get lit
and enjoy the night

Pull up
Pull up
To the function
With us
Your friends are so lit
Mine are so too

Pull up
Pull up
To the function
With us
Your friends are so lit
Mine are so too

Bristol

fakemink - Sub Woofer (Prod Me)

PSX (unfinished)

Last year was crazy (ruben + GBE).mp3

GhostInnaFurCoat - Fish Light

Prod hllw
Letra:
Yuh, eu fiz um show com o meu bro Ricoo (-har)
Eu fiz um benga e fiquei rico 
Vocês ja não podem mais brincar comigo, uh xé!
Yuh, eu fiz um show com o meu bro Ricoo 
Eu fiz um benga e fiquei rico 
Vocês ja não podem mais brincar comigo
Yuh Pocket green ta tipo, yuh, bolso verde tipo Kero
Yuh, i don’t give a fuck about no rules 
Uh, eu faço tudo que eu quero 
Yuh, tou com o meu tropa na banda 
Yah, tá pausado nos coqueiros 
Dama castanha, gelado de múcua 
Yuh, eu tou a gerir embondeiros
Quero o meu pocket fat like Ricoo
Quero um full set de Rick Owens 
Me chamou de 55
Imma make her my little bitch oh
Rockstar não fica na fila
Rockstar não fica na bicha
Essa bitch me chamou de “baby”
Eu lhe falei “não me chama disso”
Vou lhe comer tipo mufete
Mas tá tipo que é N'sakamadesu
Vem assinar com a JunkieMoney
Vem assinar a tua vida
Niggas and bitches moving funny
That’s why I gotta keep a blick oh
All of these hoes moving funny
That’s why I gotta keep a bitch close
Keep a bitch close, yuh, keep a bih
Pink 50s I know she a stripper bitch
Spend a light 20 on the fucking Rick
Spend 330 on the fucking Rick
It’s like 2:20 I can’t fucking sleep

Yuh, eu fiz um show com o meu bro Ricoo
Eu fiz um benga e fiquei rico 
Vocês ja não podem mais brincar comigo, uh xé!
Yuh, eu fiz um show com o meu bro Ricoo 
Eu fiz um benga e fiquei rico 
Vocês ja não podem mais brincar comigo
Yuh Pocket green ta tipo, yuh, bolso verde tipo Kero
Yuh, i don’t give a fuck about no rules 
Uh, eu faço tudo que eu quero 
Yuh, tou com o meu tropa na banda 
Yah, tá pausado nos coqueiros 
Dama castanha, gelado de múcua 
Yuh, eu tou a gerir embondeiros
Quero o meu pocket fat like Ricoo
Quero um full set de Rick Owens 
Me chamou de 55
Imma make her my little bitch oh
Rockstar não fica na fila
Rockstar não fica na bicha
Essa bitch me chamou de “baby”
Lhe falei “não me chama disso”
Vou lhe comer tipo mufete
Mas tipo N'sakamadesu
Vem assinar com a JunkieMoney
Vem assinar a tua vida
(-har)

Show hllw

BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER
PRODUCED - OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE
MIXING - GABRIEL SCHUMAN

You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some 


ye yea

swear to god I live in Kate moss moments 
Had it in my hands but it fumble when I hold it 
Under city lights, moving out of frame
West Village bitch, but she won’t stay the same
Bones too sharp, skin stays tight
Breath too slow from a long last night
Heart too fast and my chest gets tight 
crying out my name with tears in her eyessssss


Q FOR THE FIFTY TWENTY FIVE EIGHTH
she cute n she miss me callin me bae
but i aint got time bich im married to the game
fast fast life man im loving this pace


Every leap of faith of fall
Fade away into the Curtain call 
I found god in the Bathroom stall 
Forgive my sins, pray to Saint Laurent 


You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some
You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hotoutside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait waitwait

Goooood doooope
no feelings
I’m so high call me the Celing 
Balenciaga bag full of whispers n pills
Dior on the dresser I got blood on the bills
Up down sideways but I’m falling backwards 
Pop a painkiller oxycodone with a Xanax 
I was on the runways I was out in Paris 
Now i dont even leave the House im Embarrassed


recorded November 6th 2024

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