First song I ever recorded.
"Mixing - Smoe Young"
"Cover Art - Lord Charz"

Lyrics:
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Steady on my grind I work for a purpose/
Uncertain what I'll find when I surface/
Brine in my eyes from the wave I surf this/
Wanna verse me? Check the verse you look nervous/
Hot plate bring beef when I serve this/
You ain't got bars check your phone no service/
Mines stay heated didn't bring a thermos/
All my lines put together like cursive/

(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
Ayy Check the weather check the skies/
Lord Charz he rainin' hell/
He be too high/
Oh myy/
Man fuck this Drake flow/
I'm a motherfuckin dragon so I'm still a Drake tho/
Pull up with my own heat like a fuckin Draco/
Makin pesos pave a road through the snow like I'm flavo/
Pays no attention to all you lame hoes/
The only time I did her ass was like a fuckin range rove/
Shootin at you I unload the track in a range/
I'm deranged, flame throwin killa that'll never change/
On the road to riches takin bills/
I don't want the change/
Bitch thought it was raining nah/
it's just my chains/
On another level check the gold bezel/
If you touch it/ 
Fingers get severed like several/
minds settled/
You a soft boy flower petal/
I hit hard metal/
I'm that hot boy tea kettle/

(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Steady on my grind I work for a purpose,
Uncertain what I'll find when I surface/
Brine in my eyes from the wave I surf this/
Wanna verse me? Check the verse you look nervous/
Hot plate bring beef when I serve this/
You ain't got bars check your phone no service/
Mines stay heated didn't bring a thermos/
All my lines put together like cursive/

(Verse 2: EsBee Drip)
I have a spare case of pain/
Stain the pane it don't change/
Stayed up would ya feel the rage/
Dark place where no one can blame/
What you've done and what you're bout to do/
Legal or illegal you're still probably gettin sued/
I'm a villain on the flow cause I kill the beat/
Through the ceiling of the flow I spit seven days a week/
No I do not think I sit back and sip my drink/
Fuck the pink diss the bitch with the homies I do link/
Uhh smoke sesh in my car until I can't breath/
Clouds roll out real far while I do speak/
Zootin cruisin boosin you losin I'm loopin I'm smart and you stupid/
I talk while walkin, you stop while talkin/
I start by joggin and you start by crawlin/
Baby steps lil boy so this ain't no joke/
This is real life now grow up and let's go smoke/
Shots fired I'm in ghost mode/
Things are fast but also slow-mo/
You're lacin I'm blazin you're tracin my paces
you're cravin I'm facin hella blunts it's greatness/
Bars for the low cause my last name's Barlow/
Don't ask for bars when the money I don't borrow/
Bar throw quarterback I'm a star ho/
Scar those that run they mouth gone be tomorrow/
Uhh fuck with me see what happens my lyrics kill/
And the wolves get to clappin smackin/

Steady Grinding (ft. EsBee Drip)(prod. E. Jacobs)

Bitch I'm a ROCKSTAR.
"Mixing - Smoe Young"
"Cover Art - Lord Charz"

Lyrics:
(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
Bitch I'm a rockstar/
I do not rob cars/
Still boost on go like Mario Kart/ 
I am that all star/
Your hoe's a cockstar/
I know she suck like monster/
Leave her pussy red/
Just like a lobster/
Pop one off/
On her chest I'm a mobster/
I want to/
Try that cough syrup my cough's hurt/
I might be/
The best one up on the roster/
My back ache/
From the molly lost my posture/

(Verse 2: Smoe Young)
I am a rockstar/
She get me rock hard/
Fuck on me I just might fall for her/
I'm off about 4/
Different pills zonin I'm out of it/
Blowin gas on a bitch Auschwitz/
Focused on making it out of here UHHH/
Pull up in the whip and jump out of it/
Chain hang gold like medallions/
Dirt on my shoes see I came from the mud/
Leavin my mark everywhere I walk OUU/
I don't even got to talk no/
I just maneuver it through the exuberance/
Of all the music shit do something cool with it/
I did it my newer shit I've witnessed/
Is better than all your manure shit/

ROCKSTAR (ft. Smoe Young) (prod. TREETIME)

FIRST SOLO SONG!
(Mixing - Smoe Young)
(Cover Art - Lord Charz)

Lyrics:
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Where's the party stoned safari/
got my beer now where's the Barbies/
Off the brown like my name Charlie/
Pull up with the loud no Harley/
I been smokin you been hardly/
fuck a bitch on tape ICarly/
Ass so gnarly we a pair/
It's me n Marley/
(2x)

(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
Where's the party tryna get faded I'm in my zone/
Bitch you all alone/
So let's get throwed/
Smoke on strong/
All day long/
Out the bong/
Sittin on my throne Lord Charz a god on the microphone/

Stuck in the middle like Malcolm/
Try to get rich I need me an outcome/
Might fuck around and drop my album/
Your shit weak I'm a diamond you talc and/
I got bars not holdin' my cellphone up/
I'm from the 90's where shit got buck/
Don't test your luck/
You comin at me I do not bluff/
Top dawg like I'm TDE/
Try to copy me/
Give ya lockjaw/ 
One hit disalign yo chakras/
A shark to the fish I flock ya/
Transform from Dwayne to the rock ya/
Damn I'm hot ya/
Put fact to my name/
Track's gas on the flame/
Fuck rap for the fame/
You a crumb step back in your lane/

Damn/
I'm unstoppable/
Drop on top a bull/ 
Let em see the red on your face/
Leave you dead not catchin a case/
You try to run bitch this aint a race/
I'm still first place/
Flow run laps tie your tongue no lace/
You actors so fake/
You a lie like cake/
Yuhh/
You dry like leaves grab a rake/
One move your life I take/
Step your crusty ass back in the lake/
Blunt ash in my tray when I'm done for the day/
Yuh/
Put anotha beat on my plate/
Watch me eat get hooked like bait/
Now you fuck with the shit that I create/
Now I'm like/

(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Where's the party stoned safari/
got my beer now where's the Barbies/
Off the brown like my name Charlie/
Pull up with the loud no Harley/
I been smokin you been hardly/
fuck a bitch on tape ICarly/
Ass so gnarly we a pair/
It's me n Marley/
(2x)

Stoned Safari (prod. R Tee)

WHOO WHOO
(Mixing: Smoe Young)
(Cover Art: Lord Charz)

Lyrics:
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Like an owl who who who am I?/
AYE/
Like an owl who who who am I?/
I been smokin on that potent do this shit until I die/ 
Yeah/
Look up in the mirror who the fuck is that I’m way too high/ 
Whoo/
Like an owl who who who am I?/
Aye/
Like an owl who who who am I?/
I been hopin that you rodents stay away I'm way too fly/
Who am I? I’m that owl pickin you off in the night like mice/

(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
Yuh Charz he that cooper he by sly like that raccoon bruh/
My blunts wrapped tight like cocoona/
All I do is chief on tooka/
Bitch you smoke on hookah/
You been fuckin hookers/
Got some herpes from no looker
Now you lookin sickly like a booger
I been in the back chillin wit some hoodlums/
Nah I ain't from the hood I ain’t from no slums/
If you ain't know why I'm rapping bitch I do this shit for fun/
You think you dancin on glocks by the way you move dem buns/
Move it hun/ We fuck and you preach to God call you a nun/
After I nut go and leave and think about you bout like none/
I stay cracking cold ones wit da homies stackin sums/
You stay slacking no one wants to be caught with a bum/ 
Ayee/

(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Like an owl who who who am I?/
Aye/
Like an owl who who who am I?/
I been smokin on that potent do this shit until I die/ 
Yeah/
Look up in the mirror who the fuck is that I’m way too high/ 
Whoo/
Like an owl who who who am I?/
Aye/
Like an owl who who who am I?
I been hopin that you rodents stay away I'm way too fly/
Who am I? I’m that owl pickin you off in the night like mice/

(Verse 2: Lord Charz)
Yuhhh goin in go to shows I might open in/
Wearin shoes drip like piss again/
Make a hunnid then I pour some gin/
Whippin water like fish fins/
Your music fits inside trash bins/
Yuh I'm dirty but I’m a gent/
Fuck 12 don’t fuck wit agents/
They campin out like a tent/
Last words can you not repent/
No I squash you like a pest/
Always sleep but never rest/
That's why I always smoke the best/
Takin xans it hit my chest/
Lyrics pop off need a vest/
Sittin on my desk/
Fuck school fuck all of the tests/
Yuhhhh/

WHOO AM I??? (Single)

WHOO AM I???  (prod. Haven beats)

This was before the Yung Simmie one.
(Mixing: Smoe Young)
(Cover Art: Lord Charz)

Lyrics:
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Half Baked Ben n Jerry ice cream on my neck/
Half fake cause I don't buy diamonds with my check/
CZs dancin on my neck I ain't lyin I don't flex/
But my gold true plated just check how the light reflects/
So any fuckboi sayin I’m fake better retrace all they steps/
I don't lie about myself unless I’m lyin about my ex/
Now I’m lyin by my new girl use her brain like on a test/
Ya I feel like an artist how I put paint across her chest/ 
AYE/

(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
Mix the xan with the weed and the brews cuz I’m a chemist yuh
and I thought I'd let you know I’m goin in I’m a dentist/
Switching my flow not my lane cuz I’m Michael Phelps/
Swimming in deep, drown in pussy I don't need help/
Underwater smokin seaweed you smokin on kelp/
Chasin cats wit my dawgs yeah bitch we don’t whelp/
Don't fuck wit da rats or hoes that get too attached/
Catch you Rattata no gratata I don't keep a gat/
Passin blunts wit da homies till we all passin out/
Yo bitch comin to my show wit her ass all hangin out/
All my songs wild get the crowd all head bangin now/
Colorado gas in my blunts cuz my plug slangin now/
Added a new strain to my list/
Added a new bitch on my dick/
Addy and xan just check my piss/
Also to that piss on my wrist/
Yuh you know what it is/
It's Lord Charz all you crumbs are now dismissed/
AYE/
Aye but bitch I haven't left/
I passed all my classes I ain't resort to theft/
Lootin pay checks I might need a treasure chest I don't even save (breath
I spend it all on the best/
Trees in my lungs got jungle on my breath/
Roll up broccoli Kodak say dat good for my health/
Shoutout Project Baby because he inspire myself/
$ki Mask too you da goat aye aye aye yuh!/
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
Half Baked Ben n Jerry ice cream on my neck/
Half fake cause I don't buy diamonds with my check/
CZs dancin on my neck I ain't lyin I don't flex/
But my gold true plated just check how the light reflects/
So any fuckboi sayin I’m fake better retrace all they steps/
I don't lie about myself unless I’m lyin about my ex/
Now I’m lyin by my new girl use her brain like on a test/
Ya I feel like an artist how I put paint across her chest/ 
AYE/

Smoe and Le Boys Lord Charz and Young Pleg Set

Half-Baked (prod. Cxdy)

Rick and Morty sample bitch.
(Mixing: Smoe Young)
(Cover Art: Lord Charz)

Lyrics:
(Chorus: Lord Charz)
I gotta eat so gimme da beat/
Gimme da bass beat harder than meat/
Your bitch is so flat just like a seat/
I don’t give a fuck she still on her knees/
Birds and the bees well I disagree/
Squid and the whales she wrap round me/
Pussy like ink I cannot see/
Unlockin the sauce I got the keys/
X2

(Verse 1: Lord Charz)
WOAH oh no I don’t get a tan/
I’m so white I burn like the burning man/
Don’t touch or you get these hands/
Rap but I cannot dance but Charz chants like a tribal dance ouu/ 
Pipe her then I rocked her world like I’m Queen wit no pants ouu/
Damn/
l’m lit like a candle I can’t move/
Drugs in my system pan through/
Eyes shift down to your sandals/
Ancient to advance my shit you barely can handle/
Barely drink but when I smoke I roll up a whole handful/
Smoke break/
Weed hairs red like a raw steak/
Cold case neck so bright that you thought that it was a summer solstice/
Old face no I want my hunnids blue like it’s home of a fish/
I say like a lot but that does not mean that I like you bitch/

(Verse 2: Smoe Young)

I GOTTA EAT (ft. Smoe Young) (prod. Haven Beats)

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