junebug - Playwright Prod Dollface

it’s been too long [prod. feral cat]

xxffcyuvcui new song covered in blood 2025

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worth the process w/ bigkid & tonguetiedd

come in prod elxnce

prod. candle & somebody else. let me know and i'll update it. -rp

Lyrics:

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

What you tryna do with that lil' trap phone, bitch?
My bitch designer down, yeah, she can buy her own shit
Call the plug up, tell him bring the whole stick
You ain't shooting shit with that old ass blick

I walked out the mall, you know I spent a whole tab
I step out with Balenci on my feet, that's stolen swag
They not tryna beef, they always throwing white flags
AR-15 with that drum, no lil' ass mag

I step out proper, and they step out so sad
I pull them racks out the duffel, I look like your dad
I'm the captain of the ship, no black flag
I got designer drugs in my designer backpack

When I step out on the scene, they lighting candles
You say you ball like that, but you don't got no handles
She ride my dick, baby, I'm just tryna grip them love handles
I got an Arab plug, he in the trap, with some sandals

Please don't take no pics, I hate the flashin'
Please don't give me the car keys, I'mma crash it
I like- I like nasty hoes, but not nasty ratchet
I feel like Jason when I walk in with the hatchet

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

I've got drank in my cup, but I can't pour it out
I've got so much cash on me that I can't count it all out
In the trap moving silent, yeah, I step without a sound
Off the gas, off the pressure pack, rolling off a pound

Yeah, rolling off a, yeah, this hoe rolling off a bean
We supposed to be in love, but you so mean to me
I'll buy you whatever you like, gotta have you lookin' clean
Yeah, talking to #brz, he #GLS, but I want that GLEskii

Yeah, love when the cameras flash on me
Look in their eyes, they wanna be like us, see the envy
She wanna see the crib like MTV
I'd rather see myself out, I hate being friendly

Yeah, how many times?, 
I done seen my cup runneth over, now it's empty
Mindset glass-half-full, that's where you kept me
Yeah, ah

I like when it rain, you love when it snow
#brz, pouring drank, like don't kick that cup over,
Yeah, I hate the way you try to treat me,
It's getting old

Drank- Drank- in my cup, but I can't pour it out

br55ze & rp - ciao

Let me know what else y'all wanna see.  Got more FL!PS and EEZY M!XES n the cut.  So stay tuned, cause I'm dropping it all at once..  ENJOY!!!

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Berleezy - SN!PER K!LLER (prod. feelinit)

Intro (808s drop heavy, hi-hats rolling, dark synth stab)
Yeah…
This one’s for the genius,
The inventors, the builders…
The ones who see beyond.

Verse 1 (bouncy, rapid flow)
Binary bloodline, I code in my sleep,
Algorithms marching, precision too deep.
Rocket fuel burning, the cosmos ignite,
Trajectory flawless, I’m plotting the flight.

Quantum mechanics in the palm of my hand,
Launch pads shaking when the engines expand.
Blueprints loaded, equations align,
I’m the architect carving infinity’s spine.

Hook (gang chant, dirty south bounce)
Code of the cosmos, lines in the night,
808s bumpin’ with satellites in flight.
Code of the cosmos, rockets don’t lie,
We write the future in the blink of an eye.

Verse 2 (faster, flex bars)
Machine learning grind, neural nets stacked,
AI vision keep the system intact.
Python venom, I script with the bite,
C++ steel when I sharpen the byte.

SpaceX flow, I break atmosphere,
Dirty south rhythm but the math’s so clear.
Hood meets orbit, the grind don’t end,
Every launch I send rewrites what’s been.

Hook
Code of the cosmos, lines in the night,
808s bumpin’ with satellites in flight.
Code of the cosmos, rockets don’t lie,
We write the future in the blink of an eye.

Bridge (spoken, deep over stripped beat)
It’s invention or extinction.
It’s equations or oblivion.
Every line of code is survival.
Every rocket launch is revival.

Final Verse (fastest cadence, technical flex)
I spit fractals, infinite loops in the flow,
From the ground to the stars, watch the progress grow.
Entropy fights but I bend that law,
Universe expands when the cipher draws.

Blockchain ledger in the rhythm I trust,
Cryptographic flames when the circuits combust.
No center, no edge, but the vision is mine,
I encode revolution in the structure of time.

Final Hook (gang vocals + booming 808s)
Code of the cosmos, lines in the night,
808s bumpin’ with satellites in flight.
Code of the cosmos, rockets don’t lie,
We write the future in the blink of an eye.

Outro (beat fades with glitch echoes + rocket launch sample)

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