Bitch, I'm hanging from the chandelier like Sia, I can't even see ya
Uh, walk through the woods like Leon Kennedy, bitch, I can't even fear ya
Ah, bitch, I can't even hear ya
Yeah, all of my boys get t'd up
I'm outside with them boys in a Kia
Hop on the corner, then, I put the fee up
 
All of my lil' one get bad, they don't play
Find out you fuck with my opps, and you fake
Found out you fuck with the opps, and, the snakes
I don't even got one word I can say
Yeah, better go run, you ain't safe
Everyone getting erased
That shell out the cage
I brought the beast out the cage
Yeah, and I showed your ho all the rage
I put this shit right in front of the face
I shot the bitch like I'm joining in FaZe
Been on it all, no, this ain't the phase
My bitches so old, they don't know my age
I fucked your boo in the same bed you lay at
She want me painting her face
Go way too fast, I can't pace that
All these motherfuckers can't keep up the pace
Going out overseas
I want a bitch feeling me
I'm hopping out with Exi
Put a bad bitch on molly
Silence the boy who keep calling
Cut off the head of the motherfucker now
The one who keep stalling
I'm on that CEO shit, I'm calling the shots
Huh, don't wanna be seeing your bitch
Ugly as fuck, don't even want top
I'm on the street, can't stop
I'm on the street, walking right on your block
Can't even speak, bitch, I got writer block
Don't wanna see that shit, hell nah
I'm gon' slide, and die
Don't really care 'bout my life
I'm gon' lie, I'm lying
Only gon' speak 'bout the truth, I'm right
Take all your tooth out, you can't bite
Huh, you can't hide
Huh, you gon' die
I'm gon' die

Bitch, I'm hanging from the chandelier like Sia, I can't even see ya
Walk through the woods like Leon Kennedy, bitch, I can't even fear ya
Ah, bitch, I can't even hear ya
All of my boys get t'd up
I'm outside with them boys in a Kia
Hop on the corner, then, I put the fee up

Out The Cage (prod. Miles Yoko & levalarie)

1. coat of arms (me)
2. a song that goes like (me)
3. 81225 (me)
4. lip (demo version) (me)
5. alliwantedwasu (me)
6. fin (graduation) (me)
7. salvia (me)
8. open this shit up (august 2025 demo) [SC EXCLUSIVE] (me)

fin (graduation)

salvia

open this shit up (august 2025 demo) [SC EXCLUSIVE]

We Are Chud ft. juggedhisdaughter & heaveninterlude (prod. senseixjay)

You wan' talk some, then you better step up
He wan' walk some, but he ain't gon' step up
AK up in the room, I bet they know it's us
I think I need a brand new fit, this shit got filled with dust
Uh, yeah, go turn the bass up, tell them "Turn me up"
It's a—it's a XD in this bitch, don't wanna get shot down, you suck
It's so empty in this room, walk inside, fill it up
So much pressure putting on them shoes, you better fill them up

Wanna get inside of here, I remember we wasn't cool
But I ain't gon' let no stupid ass bitch go grab up on my tools
You wanna get inside where I am, you gotta follow the rules
And I remember everything they said I couldn't go do
Like, bitch, I couldn't go shoot
Too many letters, alphabet soup
Try to get on the cover now
I wan' see how you gon' do
I ain't buying no Labubu
You said you heard me on YouTube
I know you loving her too
I was all up on her mind first
I ain't gon' wait for my turn
I remember, I was doing this young, just since I was a minor
Your boy gon' fuck on minors
I'm going up, like climbers
She tall, I climb her
She don't want no timer

You wan' talk some, then you better step up
He wan' walk some, but he ain't gon' step up
AK up in the room, I bet they know it's us
I think I need a brand new fit, this shit got filled with dust
Uh, yeah, go turn the bass up, tell them "Turn me up"
It's a—it's a XD in this bitch, don't wanna get shot down, you suck
It's so empty in this room, walk inside, fill it up
So much pressure putting on them shoes, you better fill them up

Step Up (prod. Tenshi & Pekka)

[Pre-Chorus: Angelo Nero]
Mhm, yeah, walk inside that bitch, yeah
I was the only one clutching shit, I got the sticks up
Want me to pose right for the picture?
I'm outside with my knights, stunting shit, go take that flick, yeah

[Chorus: Angelo Nero]
Yeah, huh, money all over, you know how it goes
And, I was cracking boujee bitches, got them Margiela Hoes
I step out, fresh as fuck, got Margiela on all of my toes
And, he don't want no war, we got that red beam right on his nose

[Verse 1: Angelo Nero]
Flip her upside down, I'll show you how lil' Nero do it
I had to get right to it
Get right to that bag, my money fluent
See that bitch, she moving fluid, know that movement fluid
She wan' fuck me right as we met, ain't even asking how I'm doing
Yeah, hah, I'm going Walter White, go Jesse Pink'
Beat that up, that pussy pink
Me and that bitch don't got no thing
Yeah, making all that, I don't even gotta think no more
Racks too tall for all that, it just block the fucking door

[Verse 2: miles yoko]
Huh, I just step out of that door
Huh, shawty want my love, had to tell her no
Yeah, pass out on the floor
And, I got that pack for the low
Huh, she wan' take me up
Hit a line, I’m like, oh?
Huh, I got swag in bitch
Pop my collar bitch I’m lit
I take a stab, this bitch a trip
I fuck and dip, that bitch a trick
Like, I don’t wanna talk 'bout none
You steal my flow, you fucking son
I’m stacking guap like every month
And, she don’t wanna know what

[Bridge: miles yoko]
What we been on?
Bitch, we runnin’ game
And, we been goin’ up
Huh, ain’t like Marvin Gaye
I take one, and, I cut my face
We stomp him out his fucking face
We put that boy up in his place
I’m like a vamp wit’ fangs

[Chorus: Angelo Nero & miles yoko]
Yeah, huh, money all over, you know how it goes
And, I was cracking boujee bitches, got them Margiela Hoes
I step out, fresh as fuck, got Margiela on all of my toes
And, he don't want no war, we got that red beam right on his nose (Right on his nose)

[Verse 3: miles yoko]
Huh, hit that ho from the back, yeah, nobody knows
I’ve been cheifin’ on that za, blowin’ some o’s
You get X’d out just like tic tac toe
I can’t even go, what?
I can’t even stand that ho
Me and bro done stepped out, me and twin done stepped out, Margiela Steppin'
You ain’t even post up like that, you ain’t wit’ twin clutching weapon
And I been goin’ up like crazy, I done upped all of my settings
I can’t really cuff that ho, I don’t want no fucking wedding

take 5

november's wings

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