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apple bottom jeans, drugs in the booth

tattoos so bloody from the booze

to my religion i stay true

my eyes all black, this ain’t no bruise

kickin’ it with josh in the trap, making brews

he ain’t got no clue he made the news

my baby in designer, rockin’ baby blue

i’m switching up the shades when i’m with different crews


drop the drums, ho , i’ll go acapella

she at my front door, she said ‘better late then never’

i’m a cutthroat, she my lil cinderella

i’ll say ‘whats up, ho?’, then act like i ain’t never met her

i’m with wolfswag, we in the trap

postin’ hits all across the fuckin’ map

get a whole bag off a couple acid tabs

going so fast, u wont see me when i pass


like i’m kodak black, ill pull up in a all black polo fit

n i pull out of yo bitch

hit her then i dip, and then i kill the clit

she insane, i’m like cupid, imma hit that shit

like i’m carti in 2006

she could suck my dick with the windows tint

just like my past, they irrelevant

like my shawty bad, she is elegant


all my shawtys bad, they is heaven sent

my last bitch was maleficent

wolf 2 swag, he is elegant

he jus wanna smoke up on the remnants

like i’m AP, imma get u lit

me n mikey always smokin’ on the bonsai tree

full on designer, u could call me hype beast

In The Booth freestyle w/ wolfswagr (prod. me)

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ay, ay

ay, dont play with me, ill make this k pop

comin’ down off these clouds, like a raindrop

yeah, we doing blow, like some napalm

imma jus snort some blow to start my day off

when i’m out in the night i see them angels

yeah, flexin’ on these boys, kurt angle

in the street, i’m just a myth, i’m just a fable

they comin’ at u with a smith, from different angles

yeah ,yeah


don’t be chirping to these bitches, you’ll end up on twitter

my girl crawlin’ round, like a critter

yeah, i swear i hate that bitch, but i still miss her

if i fall in love with another ho, i’ll pull the trigger

i’m smokin’ my weed, she smokin’ her rock

who am i to judge another sinner?

i just punched in, but i got off the clock

just in time to give my bitch her dinner

2 different strains, i cant keep it the same

this drugs fuckin’ up my liver

her texts be dry as a desert

so i told her go cry me a riverrrr


got a M up on my chest

ESS gon’ come up next

throw a dime all up in the fountain

and i’m wishin’ for another dime

count the money up to a thousand

cus them dimes be diamonds in time

my brotha jus served some time

lil bitch i’m certified

i’ll pull up at the end of the party

just to give ya bitch a ride

she be rockin‘ my fits, ed hardy

with her mans, i sympathize

used to pop me a whole lotta molly

but i left that shit behind


ay, dont play with me, ill make this k pop

comin’ down off these clouds, like a raindrop

yeah, we doing blow, like some napalm

imma jus snort some blow to start my day off

when i’m out in the night i see them angels

yeah, flexin’ on these boys, kurt angle

in the street, i’m just a myth, i’m just a fable

they comin’ at u with a smith, from different angles

yeah ,yeah

k pop - sampo (prod. me)

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mdmA put a smile on my face

i’m takin these pills cus they killin’ the pain

an oxy a day, keep the doctor away

but i’m still waking up to the sound of her name

gone too deep and i tatted her name

took a ocean of tears just to wipe it away

i feel at peace when i roll in my bed

but i cant go to sleep, i been up for some days


ay, ayy

and my mind been actin’ strange

its been 3 days and i still haven’t ate

cop me a seal, n i pour up some bliss

pop me a pill, n my chaser is tris

my partner been stressin’, these hos in my face

so many candles, but still no wish

i’m watchin’ the clock, but the bitch ain’t tick


yeah

yeah, yeah, yeah

if i rock my style, these bitches gon’ follow

they ain’t got a mind of they own

yeah, you walk in a line, like a drone

up my shit, if a bitch ever get too close

you copy my style, u copy my flow

don’t follow me, bitch, this a 1 man road


ay, its murder she wrote

can’t ever go back, this the life that i chose

1 more n i might hit the floor

shit so deep, hit the back of her throat

we like a murder of crows

murder the memories, burn all the notes

murkin’ the pole while she workin’ the pole

don’t follow my lead, this a 1 man road

1 man road/covet - sampo (prod. me)

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i’m steppin’ on shit in these rockers, my neck, its full of these rocks

when i step out in these sambas, i tre-flip, tony hawk

i put my soul up for auction, n the devil, she paid me a lot

been staying outta that drama, but we gon’ hit u, if u talk

these 1300 dollar shoes, u ain’t never seen that much

i’m poppin’ hella molly, n i’m poppin’ hella blues

bitch, why u all up on me, yeah, i barely hang with u

like why u so dam salty for? i swear i got no clue


steady up my hands when i roll, like a soldier

he tryna sell his soul for some fame, they already sold ya

that boy he had a seizure off them drugs, he in a coma

i pop the blues in daytona

2 ounce bag in my hands, like, when u get back from japan?

i been tryna hit that shit, i been tryna start a fam, fam

7 ounces for a band, man, she growing on me, call her ant-man

save ya face for these hands, man, save my name for the fans, man

so much gas, they need a hazmat, so much gas, i needa have that

i was workin’ as a cashier, bad bitch, imma bag that

i’m like, ‘broski, where all the gas at?’, imma take a year before i pass that

i think back, yeah, i backtrack, remember that bitch, couldn’t have that


whasup

tony hawk (prod. me) LYRICS IN DESC

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lets go, yeah


i’m feelin’ the bean in my throat, its been itchin’ me for some days

me n my team going coast to coast, but they wont see, its a camouflage plane

hold my shit when i come outside, cus i jus might put one in ya brain

her pension paid

this backwood sticky, like lemonade

4, 5 ounces of the mary jane

trust me, i’ll be the one diggin’ ya grave

blueberry muffin, only thing on my plate

bitch, don’t speak, get some mf tape

i’m throwin’ hands, boy, u takin’ my chain

u a pussy, i’ll put yo ass in a cage


bitch, call me moses, the one, yeah ,the great

opened the ocean, i opened the gates

i see through these bitches, like glass in a frame

these bitches i swear they the same

i’ll put ya lil ass in a vase

i’m chasing the beat cus its runnin’ away

hold my pockets , they’ll fly away

i’ll burn that boy like a microwave


swear ill try my best

tf he runnin’, got a bulletproof vest

remember in school, out cold on the desk

teacher was buggin’ me bout’ some pages

i was up all night recording verses

n i turned that shit to some payment

u switchin’ ya flow, u switchin’ ya cadence

this my song, can’t replicate it

when my PO dropped me off at the station

i tucked my shit underneath my laces

i ain’t ever give no fuck bout’ a placement

but my brotha been going through so many placements

i just see souls, i don’t see no faces

my pills different colors, but, blue on these faces


bitch i’m high as hell, whats going on in here?

bet 500 dollars my guy wont tell

evisu jeans, no ysl

yeah, that boy prolly killed himself

REDMAN (prod. me)

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i’m tight with my jeweler, i get 50 percent off my gems

imma show my love for the clique, when i get rich imma spend it on them

i don’t fuck with the opiates, nah, i’d much rather just get me a benz

its a big ass zip full of xans, you’ll be out cold ‘fore it touch yya hands

remember pots n pans

my partner been locked up with the feds

god damn

i can see right through the lens

u ain’t trickin’ nobody my friend

she can see right through my sins

she can tell i’m a honest man


yeah
 
my pockets all full of drugs

when i came outside, they stopped, they froze, they asked me to give em a cut

it’s champagne up in my cup, ho, one cup just ain’t enough

told her its filled to the brim in the duffle, n a bitch tried callin’ my bluff

45 for 2 tabs of this drop

with my brother since the sandbox

n i’m still sippin’ on this cough

white bitch wanna molly rock

we doing donuts inna parking lot

she asked me, ‘is we gon’ see tomorrow?’

prolly not


i’m tight with my jeweler, i get 50 percent off my gems

imma show my love for the clique, when i get rich imma spend it on them

i don’t fuck with the opiates, nah, i’d much rather just get me a benz

its a big ass zip full of xans, you’ll be out cold ‘fore it touch yya hands

remember pots n pans

my partner been locked up with the feds

god damn

i can see right through the lens

u ain’t trickin’ nobody my friend

she can see right through my sins

she can tell i’m a honest man


its a party cup, but this shit styrofoam

i got my shorty wrapped up in some rhinestones

i see the jealousy, these bitches green, like emeralds

i blocked her cellphone, that bitch turned to a bygone

touch yya hands (prod. me)

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i bet i won’t feel it in the morning

i could buy me a house, what i bought with this codeine

i tatted her name so i’d keep on rolling

as cold as a stone, imma keep on rolling

they cover they nose, this shit so potent

i can walk outside, leave the door right open

i’m out all night, even when its snowin’

oh

said, ‘baby, u fine, jus keep on glowing’

i bought her a bag, she callin’ me selfish

we stay in the trap, just like some rodents

i swear this environment just so hellish

imma save that bitch, just like a token

swear i got more drugs than a goddamn felon

i hope you don’t feel it in the morning


came back from the doctors yesterday, they ain’t give me a note

i’ll put these commas up in ya face, bitch, we could glo

what am i supposed to say, when they ask me, ‘where’d you go?’

i was at the doctors, but a bitch ain’t give me a note

said, ‘what u rollin’?’, I’m rollin’ ganja

got the semi-colon to pack up all my trauma

i hope you know, its not a problem

its an inconvenience, when a bitch start to talk on my momma

oh yah


i promise you, this shit so sickening

u went through the same shit i did, but took it differently

n for that, if u ask me, i swear i got no sympathy

i’ll put it simply, we hate the same people, but u still my enemy

yeah

i went to the doctors yesterday, they ain’t give me a note

i’m poppin’ some oxy with dro, so baby don’t get too close

(don’t get too close, don’t get too close)

doctor’s note (prod. me)

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i’m with my brother, stuck together, like some duct tape

i jus know how to cuff these bitches, its just my feng shui

i cop a seal n i feel like a hundred ways

she steady ridin’ on that shit, like a mustang


i pop out in yellow sambas, bitch, I’m the man with the yellow hat

i’ll spend a lil bit on my partner, but for my bitch, ill spend a whole bag

i’m taking this script like java, a bitch wanna search me up on the net

my mind like gaza, i’m at war with my own head

don’t come here talkin’ shit, this a peace sanctuary

imma blast off like a rocket ship, this life get so scary

see a bitch i like, i’m coppin’ it, ain’t a bitch that i can’t have

see a acid tab, I’m droppin’ it, took one, now i can’t go back


you can’t run your own fades, boy, u better get some help

i take the BB out the L, n put it on my belt

my bitch she got a BBL, this shit came straight from hell

they say they want some fuckin’ crack, bitch, thats not what i sell


yeah

on the edge like windows

fuck with me, i’ll turn ya bitch into a widow

bitch, sharpen up, go be a pencil

n when u come back, we’ll go swerve in this rental

swear these drugs, boy, they fuckin’ up my mental

she opened that shit so wide, like a bitch was at the dental

i told her, ‘this shit’ll make u fly’, she drank it like a redbull

yellow yellow yellow (prod. me)

lyrics


yeah, i paid my soul away

i told my bitch, ‘go away!’

don’t give it away

put on ya poker face

lil baby got fangs, she sucked my blood away

fa, fa

this bitch like kurt cobain

i only fuck with them sad bitches

only go out if it’s mad bitches

i only go out in my raf simons

but it’s okay

can’t even be talkin’, to be honest

i’m a soul snatcher

i’ll put that lil heart that u got into my cauldron


but i went outside, its so rainy

put on my raincoat, its balmain

i looked around, there’s so many

snakes with smiles up on they face

i’ll give u my coat, i don’t own many

i gave so many away

away, (away)

away, (away)

away!

yeah, u can’t hide that look on ya face, bitch

she been cookin’ that rock, no apron

my bro just came back from a placement

i saw that look on his face, bitch

and when the world off drugs

ay, maybe we could fall in love again

this environment’s so fucked up

but i hope, maybe one day, we’ll make amends 


yeah, i paid my soul away

i told my bitch, ‘go away!’

don’t give it away

put on ya poker face

lil baby got fangs, she sucked my blood away

fa, fa

this bitch like kurt cobain

i only fuck with them sad bitches

only go out if it’s mad bitches

i only go out in my raf simons

but it’s okay

can’t even be talkin’, to be honest

i’m a soul snatcher

i’ll put that lil heart that u got into my cauldron

away (outro) - sampo (prod. me)

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fuuuuuuckkk

can’t feel when i’m off these drugs

fu-fuck, elon musk

t-take a xan when i got off the school-bus

f-fuck, f-f-fuck

i made her bust, yeah, i made a bitch nut

i’m taking all the guap, u don’t get a cut

fuuuuuuckkk

MDA with the sprite


u a bitch made, bitch i’m NarcMaid

y-you a bitch made, bitch i’m NarcMaid

give a fuck, ho, i’ll make your heart break

i hope my wrist break with this balmain


fuuuuuuckkk

got a bitch stargazin’

where’s ya mans, baby? u told me you’re taken

if u can’t take it, baby, don’t take it

fu-fuck

but you can take these xan, so i’ll make ya

fuckk


NarcMaid

NarcMaid

NarcMaid

Narc-

NarcMaid (prod. me)

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i-i-i get bands, but its on the low

f-f-fuck yo mans, he in honor roll

b-b-been outside, i been on the road

i been outside, you won’t see me though


(fuck fuck)

e-every time i pop, i feel alone

i’m so paranoid, i’m so irritable

i fuck these pills, yeah, its fuckin’ up my serotonin

  was it really love? or were u just looking for closure


i’m playin’ with the strings, u can call me ERNIE BALL

was it real love? was it love at a-a-all??

by the time u hear it ring, by the time u hear me call

i’ll prolly be off 3 or 4 of these xans, and off the wall

f-fuck-fuck-ff-f-fuck-fah

pay ya shit up, i ain’t a plug, i’m a dealer

i-i-i don’t know if this is love, i don’t feel her

a-and when she left me for a scrub, i ain’t feel hurt


i-i-i get bands, but its on the low

f-f-fuck yo mans, he in honor roll

b-b-been outside, i been on the road

i been outside, you won’t see me though

Shank (prod. me)

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i got a carload of stimulants
they said i should see the clinic
off a bar and i’m nic sick
u should learn the lingo, it ain’t hieroglyphs
ill teach you my ways, just listen
i ain’t ever stopped until i’m finished
she got me hooked, i’m a fish ,bitch
i’m making moves, like i’m playing cribbage

YA

FAST AND FURIOUS

WE’LL GO SO FAST, FAST,FAST

sad, sad, sad ,sad

IM SO SAD SAD SAD

u can feel it, we’re so complicated but we match

i don’t fear it, its the darkest hour of the night

DON’T  PUT UP A FIGHT

WANNA SEE ME? FINE.

BUT YOU HAVE TO STAY THE NIGHT

SOMEONES GONNA SEE US

I DON’T REALLY  MIND

I KNOW U CAN SEE IT,  MANN

IM WASTING UP MY LIFE

wasting/iphone 7 (prod. me)

lyrics


n-nnow my hearts on fire, and i bet you are the fuse

i know its been a while, and i bet u ate confused

i dont see a smile, your. e pathetic and it shows

i dont got to hide it i dont hide it anymore

im riding with a few.  my crew is one or 2
honestly i don’t care what u fuckin do
u just got to hope that we dont hear nothin new
the drugs is like a few, this bitch got good perfume


ill take you to the moon  you wanna see the view?

i don’t wanna hear excuses, i wanna see the truth


IN A FAST LANE. MONEY IN MY WAIST

OH ITS FRIDAY THATS A BAD DAYYYY

im on a fast break, yeah im on a fast break

im on a fast break yeah im on a fast break!

fast break - sampo (prod. me)

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“Suspect of a killing, we heard he’s on this street.”

when they asked for the description, i fit it to the T

the same numbers calling i’ve been hearing for a week

they offered me some Knowledge , but those words i cant repeat

“How you stay so calm? how you never lose your head?”

She asked me with ambition, on the edge of her seat

she asked me some more questions, but i don’t know what she said

“If you keep losing your head, then you’ll never move your feet.”



It doesn’t feel the   same when she does it, you’re irreplaceable

she’s just incapable, some girls aren’t interchangeable

You wanna save the story, save the talk,save the bull

or just save me from this Lull, it’s been pounding on my skull

MY THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN SP DULL, EVER SINCE DIVIDING SOULS

EVERY INDIVIDUAL HAS BECOME SO MINUSCULE

MY LIFE IS LIKE A SONG, SPLIT IN DIFFERENT INTERVALS

IF I EVER ASK “WHAT’S WRONG?”, ITS CUS I REALLY WANNA KNOW!

2theT - sampo (prod. me)

lyrics


riding in a solo car, like im han solo, yeah

while doing martial arts, like i’m in the dojo, yeah

we’ll ride around so far, in your new white toyota

im smoking pink runtz, now thats my aroma, son

i smell the sunset, and i feel it in my soul

you wanna come back, baby, but i locked the door

whats this upset, why you feeling down low

i don’t want ya sex, OPEN UP YA MOUTH THO


BIG BAG OF CHARCOAL, IMA LEAVE IT CHRISTMAS DAY

FEELING SO ALONE, YEAH, IM FEELING SO AFRIAD

GOING COAST TO COAST, YEAH, IM GOING BAY TO BAY

IM GOING HO TO HO, YEAH IM GOING BAE TO BAE!

im in the mud, man, bitch im in the tar, man

white cars, man, zipping to the stars, fam

swinging hard drugs, swingin like im Tarzan

solo car, fuck, solo bitch on bars, man



i got more bars than a cage, put you in a cage

im takin notes on you, now im bout to turn the page

we’ll have a toast for you , if you pop too many A’s

i cut it like a fade

we took so many turns, we went so many ways

you just took your turn, don’t try to cheat my game

they’ll put you in an urn, dump u out of the vase

you get what you earn, win the fights that you take

solo (prod. me)

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drugs from the tundra, look outside its thunder

gone in a second, but i think i saw the color

gone in a second, but it lasted me the summer

based til i die, yeah, i really miss my drummer

im high and im tired

im sleeping with a spider

i thought that shit was beer, man, but thats just apple cider

wheres my heart, man, i swear its right beside her

its on fire, didnt even bring the lighter

fuck a redbull, imma get a wired

u said u love me, but i know you’re a liar

you’re so judgy, take a look inside ya

i drank some water but i looked , its your saliva


I WANNA HEAR U CRY OUT, CRY OUT CRY OUT!!

TO THE TUNDRA, AIN’T NOBODY HEAR US

TO THE TUNDRA, AIN’T NOBODY NEAR US

FILL YA LUNGS UP, EXHALE INTO THE MIRROR

you hear the thunder, u hear the th-

ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha

man im seeing so much clearer

whatcha fear, baby, hope u dont fear us


POUNDIN’, POUNDIN, POUNDIN’

WIPE YA TEARS GIRL, AND PUT IT IN THE FOUNTAIN

IF YOU LOVE ME, BABY THEN SHOUT IT!!

I KNOW ITS CROWDED, THESE VOICES ALL AROUND US


i got a warm place, baby will u jump inside

angel dust inside, baby ,would u like a line

would u like some time, baby, i could give u time

im in the tundra where its cold, thats where i really thrivee


i told u i could read your mindp

tundra (prod. me)

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i’m going fast in this bitch

i’m passionate about this shit

hide the stash from my kids

when i grow up i’ll be so rich

got some new newbalance kicks

that i licked from a bitch

look at all the points i scored

n look at all of my assists

don’t crash the whip, huh ,dont crash the whip

i’m so passionate, i can tell my bitch so passionate

i fuck withu if u real, imma a pacifist

n only if u real, am i gon’ pass this spliff


u going too slow, i jus passed the bitch

passionate, passionate,passionate,passionate 

u livin’ under a rock, boy, u really gotta watch the net

my brother under house arrest, wtf am i gonna do??

i’m scrollin’, im scrollin’,through social media

im cold, I’m so cold, lil baby heat me up

he want a cut, he want a cut, i said, ‘wait til’ i re-up’

keep on slandering my name, but u just wait, i’ll beat u up


passionate, passionate passionate passionate 

passionate passionate …

IM SO PASSIONATE

fuck the world, fuck the world, I’m a pacifist

i fucked his girl, i fucked his girl cus i ain’t havin’ shit

i ain’t taking shit, boy, i’ll put ur face in it

n you’ll be long gone before u ever face this spliff

we in the cut ,like some mf razors, bitch

i don’t even want her, but she keep staring, so imma take his bitch


i love my family, they think i love drugs more

round of applause, round of applause, encore, encore

when u step outside, all them bitches lock the door

i know u pop a ton, but bitch i pop more

i know u think u hard, but bitch i’m hardcore

i’m playing with some swords, like its star wars

holdin’ these faces, yeah, it got my arms sore

i got so mad that i slammed the car door

passionate (prod. me)

lyrics


yeah, these drugs got me fatigued

boss up, boss up, lil bitch, n i’ll go down on one knee

for the free, for the free

fr the free ,for the free

got a whole case of gabbys, and i got that shit for free 

ahhh

yeah, i swear these drugs got me fatigued

boss up, boss up, lil bitch, n i’ll go down on one knee

yeah, so much rocks ,like i’m at a beach

fucked up opinions, boy, is that really what u preachin’?

is it really already that season?

we in vt, like, bitch come bring the ski’s in

she in the snow, like, bitch come bring the ski’s in

hangin’ round them junkies, ‘fore she know it, she’ll be skeezin’


pop a ton more, uh just for the lore

rockinn Tom Ford, that’s that SINEWORLD galore

he rockinn dollar store, thats that drip, when u poor

hop on board, Moses arc, we going on tourrr

4’s, 4’s, i got that shit for free

what do i mean to you, bitch, u dont mean shit to me

sailing with moses, i be sailing round the seven seas

n all my drugs hard, we rollin’ off some ecstasy


i got that shit for free, boy, i got that shit for free

i got that shit for free, boy, i got that shit for free

i hear them angels call, yeah i hear they symphony

i jus do my thing, not my fault ya bitch into me

(fuc, fuc, fuc)

hard druuugs

i’m with my cuuuz

it’s the summerrrrrr


249, i was dealin’ at the crib

yeah, 4:44, i got it tatted on my wrist

she filled with bliss, when i’m pouring up that tris

i used to deal, but i’m turnt up to a pimp

whats up with me? nah, whats up with them

i been on my shit and they following the trend

n she sellin’ her soul, just to pay her rent

but i got that shit for free, so i don’t even trip

free/fatigue (prod. me)

lyrics


in the bottom of my drug bag

when i come, take a step back

ask a bitch wtf u at?

i was poppin pills in my fuckin class

heard u got dumped, ya thats so sad

i’ll just play along so i can hit that

imma ice my wrist til my mf wrist break

imma ice my wrist til my mf wrist crack

im damn near an aristocrat

im damn near an aristocrat


LA, put it on my jeans ho

im sorry, when u met me i was off a couple beans ho

u want my stuff? just wait til i re-up

this shit will make u fly, i call it rio

got myself, i dont need love

i can see u lookin through all my fuckin reposts

rio - moses (prod. me)

walk in truey jeans ho

swear i shoulda seen ya

she pourin out my freezer

it looks like Aquafina

shout my boy Et out

im rockin truey jeans now

everytime i see loud

i told her imma be loud, ahh

wheres the function, i got on all my drip

i pulled up at the end of the party jus to give yur bitch a lift

hold my shit, hold my spliff

fuck zumiez i dont fuck with that shit

rock trueys even at the crib, ahh


pause what ya doin bae n come with me

its a lotta drugs in the car but dont tell the police

i know that you in a rush, but baby can u please make time for me

saw u in the club, im only 16 but i got a dream

iphone 7, just say the word baby ill come thru

in my sambas, ahh, what u wanna doo

u could bring ya whole crew

so much drugs i got a whole slew

n u only got a few

this backwood sticky like glue

married to the pills, i said, “bitch, i do”

i see them pigs inna damn rearview

u damn ran through, cant get near u

gotta find the girl of my life

point my finger to the sky

show me what u wanna do!

Desire - moses (prod. me + dash)

dont fall in love with them fuck guys

imma steal all them drugs when i run inside

i love u to death but i love my life at the same time

so dont get me stressed so i dont gotta cut no ties

what my dealer says, woah woah

that shit leave my head, ohh ohh

cus imma pop my pills n i dont care about no consequences

they put me on probation n i aint even finish my diversion sentence


i sent a long message but i dont think the bitch read it

got my raybands from my dentist

i miss the times so i reminisce

don’t steal my lines, bitch, dont finish my sentence

copenhagen, imma go when im so rich

she so damn broke so i put some prada onnat bitch

i love my mom but i’ll sacrifice so much shit to be rich

so imma pop my pills n deal, til i see that day forreal

i don’t apply ya personality if yo body don’t appeal

she said im a cornball, im a onion, bitch u gotta peel

yeah i only called that bitch electric cus she lookin like a eel

na i dont cop no tiny shit, i cop the whole damn seal

imma reap it til its real

gave my bitch homemade veneers 

i hear the money callin n people talkin i cant hear

she see these people coughin, asked, “whats goin on in here”

get some 20/20 vision, bitch you’ll see it so clear

ahhhhh

cop a chain

cop a weddin rang for my bitch one day

ill wait til i see that day

goin so damn fast i dont even really need no plates

imma run yo racks with a swab up in yo face

its a lotta beats i made that’ll never see the light of day

cus this industry so fake n its fuckin up my brain

Flavor - moses (prod. me)

lyrics


wooden people

like dolls in a canvas

you could hear it for a second

before it went to trash

besides no one else

sometimes i feel it, and sometimes i dont

i cant realize when im lost


dirty stinky feet

can u come next to me

it hurts like hell, but im still here

dont leave

i hear your feeling in my head

and its loud

so loud

dirty stinky feet ~ written by moses dates

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i switched it up, drop the bass then pick it up

bitch tell me i wont find love, thats enough outta u

i’m tryna find my summer fling, i’m tryna find my one night love

robitussin in a cup, girl i know u love it when im gone

michel on her perfume, ralph lauren my cologne

get rid of my past hos, they’ll probably never forget me tho

skin to skin, i touched her soul, she tell me my eyes is like hypnosis

i filled her heart with emotions, she was happy once in that moment


filled my stomach with drugs just to sleep

b-b-blood on my sheets when i wake up

i made up what i owed, now this fuckboy owe me

over me? no u aint ho i know u better than u think

its snowing at the beach

beach

beach

beach


she think she got me beat, but i’m runnin on the beat

all them photos you’ll delete when were over, hope you know its nothin against u

i just need space

i just need peace

peace

peace


its snowing at the beach

its snowing at the beach

its snowing at the beach

beach

beach

snowing at the beach ❄️ (prod. me)

lyrics


light a candle, hang the banner

its just banter, this bitch take it as slander

fuck

pull my pants up, holdup

tat a semi-colon

bitch bald, colon cancer

what?

runnin xans up

pushin hard drugs, dummy

on my grandma, u wont get no love from me

fuck

she a tramp, so i know i’m just another body

that ho ran through, i know she won’t run from me


seal in the freezer, straight from my dealer

if u dont leave her, imma have to steal her

straight speedball, ho im playing for the steelers

if u dont evolve, you wont ever get to leave here

pourin’ up liters, packs of the reefer

trap god princess, im the fuckin leader

playin’ with these pills, gon’ meet the grim reaper

yeah, bitch im in that, i dont need to research

yuh

#coloncancer p. me

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