64 [2019]

pool ft. prtyboy [2020]

red lights [2020]

80 degrees [2019]

girls prod. @whoiszane (lil peep cover)

8BALL [2020]

swimming [2018]

Clams.wav: https://soundcloud.com/clamshellwhite

REEF - CLAMS.WAV (C&S REMIX)

visual video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KikSIhB0f3A&feature=youtu.be

visuals

WHITE TEE - LIL PEEP & YUNG BRUH (C&S REMIX)

rush

WHERE DO YOU GO? - LONELY TOGETHER

LIGHTSPEED - TURBO (C&S REMIX)

WIT THE BUSINESS - LIL LOADED (C&S REMIX)

PRODUCED BY me, C. MEDINA, NICHO
MIXED & MASTERED BY me, DEENDO, FLY DYE
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LYRICS:

burberry on my wrist
burberry on my neck
it dont f*ckin matter
cus i dont leave my attic

call me when im flying cus im dying
i cant romance
we been losing lovin when we fuckin
it feels so damned
chasing after papers like the pacer
aint no slow jam
i been sippin jäger for a day girl
watch me slow dance

me and my boys get more shallow with time
fill up our voids til the card gets declined
reap what i sow and i been busy wit dimes
ima step to diamonds baby were two of a kind

i feel like an apple on a cherry tree when woozy
just low hanging fruit to the likes of eve and lucy
if i meet my maker ima greet him wit some dusse
walk a fine line between here and there and i aint choosy

i told ya, call me when flying
i know ya, like it when im lying
face first in the dirt
eighty feet in the ground
if you wasnt there when i was climbing
when im up dont come around

i got burn holes in off-white tees
my life is exciting
bitch im not gon wife you
i cant commit to ice cream
all the flavors too enticing
sometimes i need some spicy
and i dont even like you
nah im goin fishin for a pisces

sunny days in hell
call for fish scale from brazil
im rocking but im well
this sail boat has yet to fail
ya my bricks is kosher
them jews know me well
horchata on rocks 
and the rum is so swell 

im feelin like im jack sparrow in jail
id follow my compass arrow to hell
its always pandemic the way i distance myself
oo lalalalalala la

ROGER'S SOLILOQUY

official music video

PRODUCED BY me, C. MEDINA, ZANE LEMOTT
MIXED & MASTERED BY me, FLY DYE

LYRICS:
yeah i wonder do they do they
do they believe, shit i don’t know
i saw em turn into spirits when i say vamanos
got diablo on my shoulder so i’m never alone
i hit the highway to hell screaming adios

this feeling is unable to be tasted
touched, smelled, seen, heard, or so easily wasted
fine dining, red skies, and fresh air can’t save it
there’s no heartbreak or 808 that could shake it  
there’s no pill i tried that’s close as amazing
bad news, nightmares, cold winters, do not shade it
my robocop programmed to think i’m crazy
say what you will, i think all y’all is lazy
it’s the life of a high rollers
there’s no strollers in sight
let’s talk bout payola
cus i owe ya some spite
my minds like crayola
my heart is black ice
if you fool me twice  
it’s not gon be my life

do they believe
now they should know  
when i look them in the eyes
they best see diablo
i’ve traveled places
no one would dare go
just so they know
quiene es el muchacho

do they, do they, do they believe, shit i don’t know
saw em turn into spirits when i say vamanos
got diablo on my shoulder so i’m never alone
i hit the highway to hell screaming adios

Muchacho Del Diablo

available everywhere

MUCHACHO DEL DIABLO

PRODUCED BY @WHOISZANE
MIXED/MASTERED BY me
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LYRICS:

i wake up everyday thanking god i'm not a bitch
only thing on my to do list is keep on gettin rich
keep a smile on my face even when i'm in some shit
everybody wanna kill me, everybody say i switched

all my friends turned to foes then act like you don't exist
twitter pricks talk tough but afk they walkin licks
shit i beat the pussy up, don't know where she got this shit
i ain't worried bout the rumours, i got life left to live

if i make it twenty one, i'll get a glock for my hip
fashion killa, tan suit, matchin watches with the blick
it's the new counter culture, did a 180 flip
we all started from the bottom, what the fuck don't you get 
get up off your ass and stop waiting for a check
you could have the world if you actually wanted it

i wake up everyday thanking god i'm not a bitch

THANK GOD

PRODUCED BY @WHOISZANE & me
MIXED&MASTERED BY me
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LYRICS:
i lost the feeling
i cant touch the ceiling at all
i lost my kindling
now the heats been prolonged

i like my stakes high and my beefs bloody
i like brain fried and my cup muddy
i like my head high, my damn nose runny
face numb, dark eyes, gimme my money
put a price on my life like it aint nothin
put a chip on my back like i aint frontin
put a joker on the table cus it say something
roll the dice, pay the price, i never lost nothin

my countrys a casino
contradictin like reno
i walked in with a c note
and left with a toe tag and the five 0
my countrys a casino
counterfeit blues and yeyo
when i was escorted out
all i heard playin was gambino

is this america
this is america
is this america
i dont know

FAUX☆

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