Attempt ft. Tropes [+ elxnce]

prod frost'd @imfrostd + mimo
w/ reef @reefuh

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element2 w/ reef

produced by @1sloan x @01kon

@1sloan @staggyucrazy @saffilikesotters @thrmls @ilyvisions @ih8cubn

so hella sad [1sloan +staggy +saffi +thrml +visions +cubn +01kon]

@1crusafix
intro creds: storm, goth, blush, airel (uwu creds), bobby, guac, teko!
brokitz

-all plats soon-

[kitz]
choppa hit 'em it go fafafafa
a-and when u talkin' it's like blah-blah-blah-blah
b-b-bbno$ with the lalalala
a-ain't with the gang, yeah you not us

and yeah you kicked out!
tell me, what is this bout?
i-i-ice on me, yea, i got my wrist out
u-up in my closet
and get the drip out
yeah i stand tall
a-a-and you sit down!

looking up to me, i-i don't care bout what u think
i'm with my bros, we make money
they be like "kitz why you stunting?"
yea i don't know!
prolly cus i be making all of this dough
and i be running to the cash, bih i go
talking down, we send em to the queen (lmaoo)
and i'm like wtf u mean
shoutout @theockyway , 1 2 3
and yea we slide with 223's
and i'm still hot when it's 2 degrees
and yeah she be begging when she on her knees bih
i don't really need this!!
i-i don't really need you up in my life
and even tho we ain't in englad, bih i'll slide with a knife
i-i-i be fuckin' on ya hoe, ya
going all night
oppositions out the way, ya
yeah they outta sight, omg!

[1crusafix]
choppa going, fafa
smokin on dat, zaza
copy paste, copy paste, now they call me papa
yea im wit kitz that's my mf twizzwald
talkin on da gang, choppa hit em like a 8ball
hit him wit a choppa
ridin in a tonka
blood up on my shirt
looking like it is sriracha
gunshot, gunshot, u can hear dat (uhhhh)
bloodshot, bloodshot, smokin on dat zaaa

fafafa w/ 1crusafix (frostd + fumiko)

off the drink
i feel nauseous 
i j luv 2 flex
ig im jus on my boss shit
mdma
when she off it take precautions 
now she fuckin slumped
lying in my arms unconscious 
yeayeayea
i shouldve known that u would lieee
wasting all my goddamn timeeee
should’ve known that u wanna switch sides
now im in my room n im cryin
tryna dip out but i cant get my flight in
& my therapist mad cuz he knew i was lyin
& i didint have a reason i jus didnt like him
& im tweaking off the molly like its psilocybin

got me thinkin alrightt
they wont let me sleep these bitches want me all night
come down from the molly i think ima get high
too much serotonin shit turn 2 a suicide
look me in the eyes n ask me if i have more adderal 
everything is floating i feel like im jus sum aerosol
said the alcohol intensifies like if u say so🤷‍♂️
and she wanna smoke a ciggie n i jus cant say no

mdma (mardee)

rhymes:

put him under my knife like a surgeon
yea we kill him we dont even hurt em
yea we fuck on the rug we not persian
in them places you aint even heard of
got her wrapped round my head like a turban
not the town how we ride in surburbans
yea the main she hate my ex
crisis averted
how you hating on me as a person
they dont want this beef no thurmanns
yea i keep that heat no thermos
double r my car got curtains
got my bih upset no Furman
if you straight we straight no perming
yeehaw roll raw im burning
yea
im burning up
im really shocked you aint heard of us
izzy and i feeling murdeous
bitch im a dog feel like cerberus
got a two door whip you still ride the bus
im sipping act i dont mind the tuss
i get off when she get off when she get off i like to bust
yea yea
bih im a dog
hop whip to whip leapfrog
throw it up and down seesaw
bitch im about my cream
got the gallery on me
got the gallery white tee
my salary like calories 2k a day thats me

chorus
i get laid like frito lay
told my mom its gon be ok
25 hoes in an escalade
doing shit for the escapade
i wake up which wrist do i flex today
i dont walk around bitch i levitate
i said fuck a doc i self medicate
she open her legs its the heaven gates
beat her back like an 808
ops they know where i stay
fuck i dont relocate
i never move, i stay in the ville
neck underwater im breathing thru gills
buffalo my pockets full of them bills
cuff a hoe something i couldnt fulfill
you wanted something i couldnt be ok
fuck the bullshit ole ok
im making blues while i snooze ok
i never, i never lose ok
designer shoes i abuse
like she wanna fuck me im getting the cues
S on my chest like i play for the cuse
i dont fuck em in ones, i fuck em in twos
yea
now im up its whats up with me
im sippin on mf bubbly
bad hoes start to say they in love with me
just come take a look at my bank account
the way that im stacking it gluttony
if he talking shit it end bloodily
like in her mouth
she want my kids joint custody

chorus

hit a blinker 
put my fist to his chin he a thinker
talk game but im never gon link her
bring in the bell not the tinker
*bell*
side hoe want a ring on her finger
one fuck and they linger
pussy pantheress its pinker
low shots not a stinger

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