prod me :) (short song ik) 
p.s: spotify version has lil tweaks

pitfall

lyrics:

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

[verse 1]
numbr7 in this bitch, yuh u gon catch me smokin opp pack
w-walkin round the town, i’m off an oxy, wearin all black
yo bitch said she wanna fuck, yuh that bitch said she rlly want that
yuh i fuck her so damn good, omd, yo bitch is on that

i ain’t got no manners, pussy yk i’m a bastard
i’m obsessed w violence, told that pussy boy run faster
got this bitch, she suckin omd, she callin me her master
got that pussy praying on his knees, yuh jus like i’m a pastor 

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

[verse 2]
smokin gas to the face, yuh bitch i’m way too fuckin faded
bitch i’m off a molly feeling astounding, don’t need saving
got the cannon, serotonin, ian talkin bout the navy
big ass choppa to his forehead, i think that boy need some saving

got a big fuckin beam on a glock, now he a dead opp
he like ‘what’s this on my head, pussy boy it is a red dot’
yo bitch call me sharpshooter, she know i hit the headshot 
another fuckin body to my countin, another dead opp

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

ruger (geam)

мσ𝕣Ｅ 𝓭Ꭵg𝔦Ćσⓡᗴ 𝓂ย𝐒𝐈ｃ ιｓ 𝒷ⓔเ𝓷ᵍ мａⒹẸ ๒𝔼ⓒ𝓪𝐔𝓼𝑒 ρｅＯＰ𝕃ⓔ 𝕝ίҜ𝐞 𝓘Ꮆ 

blackmar𝕂𝑒𝓽𝓢 (kittyflower + lovepicture)

b1oshard

description is real im still recovering LOL, also pray for me and my maths exam next week cause its like 60% of my maths grade cause i got a D in the last exam cause i fucking SUCK at maths. Shout to everyone whos been here and listening you mean alot to me. Love all yall.
Espeicially 2ded that man is an inspiration.
also kittyflower if you see this your beat lowkey make me wanna buss.

dm'd meadow scott to give her a beat. she thought it was ass then ghosted me (prod/kittyflower)

fog, mist, bones

revelation
heard god whisper and autotuned it.
sounds like the end but with bass.
not a typo — just how it felt.

revelation

“ruger” (feat. numbr7)
loud. messy. probably aimed at someone.
feels like getting shot at in 360p.
we didn’t mix it to be clean — we mixed it to hurt.

die a1one (ft. 2ded)

mooch

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