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ghost

Bring It All Down [prod. georgie]

fryfish @inoxy #crank

Produced by xpreeseason
Lyrics & Vocals by  buriedbank
Mixed & Mastered by buriedbank

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Lyrics :
bad bitch- bad bitch, yeah im tryna know you
i might slip away if we not cool
in the woods yeah im tryna find you
he tryna copy me, he tryna find the roots
looking at the sky, asking it why
why we fall apart yeah when we try
you only get 1 life, yeah why you lie
you only get 1 life, yeah why you lie
i dont where we slip away
where we dissapear yeah i cant debate
yeah, i cannot go back sorry its just to late
yeah, i cannot go back sorry its just to late
its 1 am im still holding on
through a love thats gone but never really done
give me 1 day you'll find a way
dont wait for me right now yeah ill stay
took my time no i dont got no patience
shawty bad but she love temptations
she want love yeah, i just want vibrations
i cant stay, gotta flight, no waiting
i been way too gone, huh, i cant not feel no more
pour another up, let it spill right on the floor

bad bitch- bad bitch, yeah im tryna know you
i might slip away if we not cool
in the woods yeah im tryna find you
he tryna copy me, he tryna find the roots
looking at the sky, asking it why
why we fall apart yeah when we try
you only get 1 life, yeah why you lie
you only get 1 life, yeah why you lie

#TrynaKnoU

oh no

prodbyayden

coverart by shawn

walk outside with twin
step outside with gang
you is not my kin
ive been smoking to much gas
they like where you been?
pop outside wit 20 mags slime his ah in tims
bitch im balling to the max like im bronny james
they gon call me mvp like i run the game
ya lil ho a fan of me you should be ashamed
you is not my shlatt you be talkin like you gang

bad ah ho want percy s*x
pull a trey ball for the nets
percy give me cardiac
bullets give that boy tourettes
swerve up in that poniac
making bands like andrew tate
walk with choppas seal my faith
smoking packs at 5 am
niggas feel like tana
gen5 fck yo tan up
wipe my tears with bands yuh
swerve inside that phantom
p*ssy show a band yuh
hold up he aint sayin nun
bih im smoking cancer
rolling till my lungs gone
my lil ho a dancer 
never selling my soul
bih im tryna fck sum
step out with that new gun
walk outside with twin
step outside with gang
you is not my kin
ive been smoking to much gas
they like where you been?
pop outside wit 20 mags slime his ah in tims
bitch im balling to the max like im bronny james
they gon call me mvp like i run the game
ya lil ho a fan of me you should be ashamed
you is not my shlatt you be talkin like you gang


#scfirst
#februxry
#ashtag
#volturi
#hailmary
#soser
#glofrmda4
#heygwuapo
#swapa
#swish
#zaytoven
#future
#summrs

soul

Cash garments-ft Jnda! (Prod Guapi)

Single

Produced by pradalex & me
Lyrics & Vocals by me
Mixed & Mastered by me

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Lyrics :
you gotta move on your own, huh ya
you gotta move on by yourself, huh ya
watch you bitch and lower your tone
fucked this bitch, dinner date is postponed
diamonds everywhere yeah this shit be shining glow
in the bed, in the car, yeah she suck the bone
bitch sucking it off popsicle
by my- by myself  oh yeah im alone
by yourself oh yeah where you go?
by yourself oh no summer love
pop to my party
i can compose ya
you can- you cannot have nothing
you just for shows ya
i dont want your love, i just want money
this bitch think imma go back, she is funny
resume lets get it started, lets go dummy
she wet just like fiji 
uhh she want seafood suchi
bustin down hibachi
hide n seek come find me
lying got u no where
dont know why you would try me
dont know why you go there, ya
i got drugs on me
fin tucked on me
he scared of them green beam
i want guap money
kick her, im punting
she want, want some from me
you wont get none from me
posted up on the tv

you gotta move on your own, huh ya
you gotta move on by yourself, huh ya
watch you bitch and lower your tone
fucked this bitch then the date is postponed

soul

percian