Ready Up

She givin' them mad vibes
Sad eyes
Like am I such a bad guy?
Ask why
Respond to me at bad times
Last time
Like something 40 past 9
Tell me that I'm wrong this girly gaslight me

Alright now
Like what's that supposed to mean?
Cause I'm down
Cause shorty's all on me
But my life moving fast
Yeah I am a teen 
20 finna be the best
Smoke been caving in my chest 
Too much coughing need it less
Make her laugh just like a jester
Pay for clothing what a gesture
Sorry I want pussy now I do not mean to pester 
Said she broke her phone so I sent that girl hella letters 

You look, you look so fine tonight
So you could, so you could spend the night
Like you should, you should just say your mine
And you would, you would if I was fine 

But I'm not fine
Got too much running through my brain girl 
I think you're sublime
Yeah I wanna swing through quietly
Hit from behind
I think that your priceless 
That smile worth a dime

It seems so confident when were vibing here together 
Ain't no stopping winter better get used to the weather
Sure I'll wear your scrunchy if you put on all my sweaters
If you stick here with me promise things keep getting better 

She givin' them mad vibes
Sad eyes
Like am I such a bad guy?
Ask why
Respond to me at bad times
Last time
Like something 40 past 9
Tell me that I'm wrong this girly gaslight me

Alright now
Like what's that supposed to mean?
Cause I'm down 
Cause shorty's all on me
But my life moving fast
Yeah I am a teen 
20 finna be the best

Now I'm signing bitches faces
I don't care bout your chest 
We drivin' different places
But my place is the best 
Now we doin' late night races
We winning go too fast 
Now the 5-0 tryna chase us
Smoke em like they Ricky's back
Yeah yeah girl

You look, you look so fine tonight
So you could, so you could spend the night
Like you should, you should just say your mine
And you would, you would if I was fine 

If I was fine

If I was fine

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kill again

writing & production: Jane Remover
additional guitar & bass: Douglas Dulgarian
mixing: Kayla Reagan
mastering: Hector Vega
cover art: Brendon Burton

Census Designated

Backseat Girl

OTW 2 THA MEET

HYPNOTIC DATA By Odetari (SUPER SLOWED)

I LUv My CLiQuE LiKe KaNyE WeSt

I LUv My CLiQuE LiKe KaNyE WeSt  (Prod.Cudda)

FIJI24OREIGN - No More (Prod MXV)

Venne743.wav

lyrics:
i gotta plug the keyboard in
yup
this is the adlibs
ayy, ayy‚ yuh nigga
you ain't know shit
my rap name is lil darkie
this beat is produced by lil cubensis
be very quiet‚ my parents are sleeping in the adjacent room

shhhh!
my mom and dad are sleeping
through the corridors i'm creeping
just to get me some juice
tie my bedpost like a noose so i can get out of my window
now my dad has some security‚ the beeping will let him know that i'm tryna hang with friends, though
smoking hella Indo, take a silent bong rip
i hope you can hear the smoke on my lip‚ bitch
i am just a bit rich, i have a thick bitch
sittin' on my dick tip, i'm indian so it fit

hey! shut the fuck up! it's two in the fucking morning i gotta get up at 5 am to work!
i'm sorry
go the fuck to bed!
i'm sorry
son of a bitch
the adlibs are back now
yeah

fuck my dad‚ my dad is a bitch, he's a snitch
probably gon' go tell my mom to take the whole nintendo switch from me (uh)
i'll drown him in listerine that he makes me use even though it hurts (uh)
my dad is the worst, it's a curse (uh)
i'ma go and take some gum out mama purse
because i bet she got some gum inside her purse
i'm the first person to think of that
where my daddy's drinks is at? i know this nigga ain't that smart
the fuck this nigga's drinks is at?
if i was him and he was me the fuck i'd think i'd think they at?
underneath the sink i'd check

ooh, momma got a vibrator? what the fuck? dad, what the fuck is this shit nigga?
hey shut the fuck up!
i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm fucking sorry
i'ma go to sleep now
sike nigga!

myparentsaresleepinginthenextroomandidontwantowakethemup (prod. cubensis)

Courteau was deeply fixated on his love, almost obsessed to the point of losing himself. His intense feelings led him into a kind of manic state, where pain and sorrow began to chip away at the good part of who he was.

His overwhelming love plunged him into unending sorrow, even within the church's hallowed halls. Despite seeking solace in the sacred space, panic and confusion consumed him, leaving him lost and tormented by relentless pain.

Engulfed by the suffocating grip of the solid grey world, Courteau crumbled beneath its weight. The monotonous landscape pressed down on him relentlessly, shattering his spirit like fragile glass, revealing the fractured remnants of his soul torn apart by unyielding despair.

email : courteaulittlefield@gmail.com
snapchat : justin_littlefi
insta: off.courteau

shout out Ashton Thomas

40 Past 9

courteau

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