day one brudda ( prod. ivvys , teo , mxmory )

prod. by me 

video out now on yt

https://youtu.be/t9koTz6xgV4?si=zn7ZeYpJ6ovN8wZ2

cake

i put her in demuelemeester
she want me i know dat she evil
im wit da band like da beatles
she whip da van like knevil 
she like me and i like me too
she say we i don’t know what we do
like john cena baby i can’t see you
know you so well i can read you
and i know dat we fight bout all types of shi

the last time that we had spoke 
you ain’t really like ts
i can picture me and you on a boat baby 
and all types of whips
all i do is blow my mfkn cash 
smile at the sight of it
damn i think i need a lighter bih

i used to fw my side
put her to the side cuz i got so tired of it
she keep on telling me lies
and i don’t know why, damn i hate a lyin bih 
you da one who went behind 
so idk why you da one who cryin bih
fuck that ian mind a bit 
i can go and find a finer bih

i can go and find another lil hoe
don’t call her ex i jus call her a 0
i’m not da one to play wit yk
i really put dat pain in yk
i gotta shoota das ready to go
u in my dm come bready lil bro
u get what u get cuz u reap what u sow
i’m making it they don’t believe in it tho
i’m breaking it, nga im breaking da mold
i see it, i want it, don’t care wat cost
stop dickriding boy u not my bro
ion even know yo ass from joe

demeulemeester prod nzr

Freddy your dreams uuh
These European jeans uh
I’m tryna squeeze blood
She sloppn the meat up 
Drum make em weez-er
I’m tryna pop out to greece yuh
Makin ya breathe yuh
Yeah bitch I came out the breeze yea

Spreading out the bands uh huh
Ima make the bih eat my pants uh huh
Take her out to Paris uh huh
She just wanna know what I’m wearing uhuh:/
Smackin her ass it’s fat
She feel like a hippo, lap
My pockets like jabba the hut
I’m bending the force with a gat 

Ion think you hearing it 
I cook it up I sear it
Woke up in a pyramid
Give 2 fucks how i steer it
Guapos in in the foreign
Nachos I need more of it
I kill all his friends , boot me up I’m XO touring

I thought I told u idc
And this my syrup i don share
N dat bad bitch on top of the shelf 
I’m pullin down fuckin it well
I bleed out the scene with the shell
We run ts like a cartel
I’m taking they breath they killt 
I’m whacking ya leaving a welt

I pull up with heat make em melt
I pop out the scene with a fan
Like ur annoying can you tell?
I shot at they heels made em ran
I’m thankful they lack in the field
I pull up and toast him he jamm 
I’m spanking em yanking the belt 
Fully bleed out with my cutter

Flashing out bang with a shutter 
I’m poppin out knots in the gutter
Kanti my reli my brudda
I’m tryna put a baguette on my mother
I’m like a storm in the weather
I make her wet it way more than a puddle 
I got the ice on my bezel 
I’m freezing time not tryna recover 

Ion think you hearing it 
I cook it up I sear it
Woke up in a pyramid
Give 2 fucks how i steer it
Guapos in the foreign
Nachos I need more of it
I kill all his friends , boot me up I’m XO touring

Ion think you hearing it 
I cook it up I sear it
Woke up in a pyramid
Give 2 fucks how i steer it
Guapos in the foreign
Nachos I need more of it
I kill all his friends , boot me up I’m XO touring

nacho master (nyx akanti)

Out In Rome

plans

thrasher (prod. ceolee + gaultierr)

It’s gon be a cold summer when Captain Cold and Mr. Freeze step outside🥶

Loungin’ ft. Yung Jono Prod. Axeel

Lyrics:

Baby you looking sick, you got white in ya nose
Yeah I'm with the gang and we all throwing fours
Now you popping xans, tryna impress the hoes
Why you selling out? Finna turn on the bros
Yeah I'm smoking loud and it's all in my throat
And you missing out, come get drunk with the bros
What's this nigga talking 'bout? He don't know
Niggas dancing, leaving keys on the floor
Now you drunk driving, swerving all on the road
Next Saturday you gon' do it again
And ya mama asking you when it's gon end
Said you don't give a fuck and it's never gon stop
Almost got arrested fucking 'round with the cops
And you burning up 'cause you fucked on a bop
We all know you like to party a lot
But please, just stop

You don't wanna listen at all
All you care about is yo' withdrawals
You done lost the plot, popping Adderall
But you don't care, 'cause you party hard
See some fine shit, you try to spit game
But you got curved, 'cause you a lame
She see the flaws, they on display
All the heroin causing tooth decay
Aye, what a night
You got drunk again and you caused a fight
Y-You wanna stop 'cause it isn't right
But you holding onto sin so tight
I wanna see you do right
Yeah, I don't wanna see you bleed
Bloody vomit on yo' clothing
Don't lie to me, I seen the whole thing
(Huh) 3:58
Ya mom know you're coming late
She made dinner, saved you a plate
Look in the mirror, you don't look great
Now you're on the floor
But you know you wanna take more
Your mom's banging on the door
Why the fuck did you ignore?
Sharp pain in ya chest
You are so close to death
Coughing blood, you're making a mess
Now you got ya mom stressed
She finally runs in
But it's too late
Now you're in heaven
Accepting your fate

Baby you looking sick, you got white in ya nose
Yeah I'm with the gang and we all throwing fours
Now you popping xans, tryna impress the hoes
Why you selling out? Finna turn on the bros
Yeah I'm smoking loud and it's all in my throat
And you missing out, come get drunk with the bros
What's this nigga talking 'bout? He don't know
Niggas dancing, leaving keys on the floor
Now you drunk driving, swerving all on the road
Next Saturday you gon' do it again
And ya mama asking you when it's gon end
Said you don't give a fuck and it's never gon stop
Almost got arrested fucking 'round with the cops
And you burning up 'cause you fucked on a bop
We all know you like to party a lot
But please, just stop

cake

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