you dont know a thing

lets gooo
w/ @whywewish and @svnam
hope u enjoy >:)

lyrics:

(decks)
lets goooo
ha
u payin the price, plinko
just for the winter, mink coat
and i keep my bread on me panko
i do not fuck wit no stank hoe
like kirk i got bitches on bitches,
back to the crib where i count up my digits
i cannot fold got a house full of sixes
step back and shoot like im zeke on the pistons

u want a verse? i know u cant afford it u prolly just needin a down payment
i put my boys on my back and i carry the town they just waitin till im famous
bit-bitch im a lion, maybe im more tiger woods how they tell me that im greatest
i aint a square like ferb, y’all talk on me but u worry bout the wrong cadence (bitch)
say that u humble, u talk a lot
i got my own damn parking spot
king of the castle like camelot
and u come from the dirt, sandlot
u cannot step to me,
i just be cookin and i got the recipe
all of your homies are prolly in debt to me
y’all are my seed like sesame (ha)

u payin the price, plinko
just for the winter, mink coat
and i keep my bread on me panko
i do not fuck wit no stank hoe
like kirk i got bitches on bitches,
back to the crib where i count up my digits
i cannot fold got a house full of sixes
step back and shoot like im zeke on the pistons

(whywewish)
(HUH? HAHA, LETS GOOOO!)
step back n shoot jus like my name was zeke 
boy should retire u way past yo peak 
all of these pussies they talkin that shit, keep my name out yo mouth cuz yo breath fuckin stink 
all of this ice on me jus like a rink 
my pockets is blue and her *meow* is pink 
i made my homie invent a new genre, huh, to rap bout his drip like a sink 
ill knock yo brain out yo head, give a fuck what u think 
movin too fast, so u better not blink 
act big online but in person u shrink 
i shoot at yo ship and i bet that shit sink 
i sense an aura, it came from a bitch boy 
tough on the tl, a wannabe big boy 
i been out in the street wit a big toy 
yo bitch smell fishy, the pussy a big koi! 
HUH?

(decks)
u payin the price, plinko
just for the winter, mink coat
and i keep my bread on me panko
i do not fuck wit no stank hoe
like kirk i got bitches on bitches,
back to the crib where i count up my digits
i cannot fold got a house full of sixes
step back and shoot like im zeke on the pistons

(svnam)
take a step back while i'm shooting for a free throw
waitin' for a pass while i'm chillin' in the end-zone
got a new side chick
you already friend-zoned
bottles on bottles
like, yuh, she deserve it
you say you got bars, but you ain't got no service
SHEESH, HA!
ayo, can you hear me now?
UH!
pop like soda, 7up
they see the track & they run it up
you say that's your girl
but that doesn't explain why she blowin' both of my phones up
i'm blowin' kisses, she eat it up
i line it up & i beat it up
she hop in the whip & she grippin' my HUH
jumpin' on me like it's double dutch

(decks)
u payin the price, plinko
just for the winter, mink coat
and i keep my bread on me panko
i do not fuck wit no stank hoe
like kirk i got bitches on bitches,
back to the crib where i count up my digits
i cannot fold got a house full of sixes
step back and shoot like im zeke on the pistons
bitch.

plink0 w/ whywewish & svnam [fantom]

Cold Blooded

Robbery (Dying Slow In My Own Melodie)

NO MORE PROD. METLAST

goodbye for now (prod. doan)

Idfktbh i just cried on a freestyle

mix and master: @ifeelnum

lyrics:
Back to my old ways
feeling so empty
writing all these songs about how i feel
i dont know if any of this is real

i want to be new
im so sick of writing songs about you
i just wanna be with you
i might just let this go

writing all these new songs about the way you made me feel
writing these songs on these scars theyll never heal
i just wanna feel alive
control my mind
i dont wanna die tonight
i dont wanna let this die
maybe ill just cry
one more time

sorry for the things i said
sorry that i never left
sorry that my minds a mess

idfktbh

idfktbh (prod. Chronyc)

Invited All My Friends, Not A Single One Showed Up (prod. POPPA)

Produced, Mixed + Mastered by FRAN$E

Lyrics:
[FRAN$E]
Yeah i still see your silhouette
in the smoke coming off the end of cigarettes
you could get what you want i wont give nothing less
your finger tips on my face oh how could i forget
i don’t wanna die yet, so let me die in your arms
and you could tell me I’m next, i really hope that you're wrong
and you could see that I’m stressed, i know i wont be for long

[@seejayxo]
You can tell that I’m stressing
I hope its me that you texting
I gotta get me a bag, ‘fore I go up to heaven
Imma sleep with the stars
Picture you with some art
Even with all your scars
You’re not flawed to me
I could tell you’re haunting me
Its why im moving cautiously
I just wish you’d bother me
Cause I just miss you honestly like honestly
That’s why im moving cautiously 
Cause I just need you honestly
Besides the pain in my chest I don’t feel shit
All this weight on my back you won’t steal it
I was gone for a minute they aint see it
Now im back in this bitch im still bleedin

[FRAN$E]
Yeah i still see your silhouette
in the smoke coming off the end of cigarettes
you could get what you want i wont give nothing less
your finger tips on my face oh how could i forget
Yeah i still see your silhouette
i still see your silhouette
Yeah i still see your silhouette
i still see you

you dont know a thing

maigo