w @reddeadruby
prod @fern_shy
mix @ziiias
cover by @fivefingersnoah
Ya huuuurdddddd

Whatever I Wanna Do (Fern_Shy)

How 2 Make Money (Fern_Shy & Ariiicorsss)

I jus put sum ahh ina fronto
Ion fw trumpies u get let go 
Dis bih tryna fuck I’m sayin let go 
Yea she got cake not no eggo 
Dis bih got Sabrina she got espresso 
Im hittin from the back I put my thumb in asshole 
Im doin dis shit silly they say I’m special 
Bitch yo best couldn’t even beat my worst 
Wake up what’s the purpose? Yea What’s my worth? 
Fifa Mexican yea im hard at work 
Ion fw ICE yea put em in the dirt 
U fuckin on dirty bitches u getting burnt 
Im fuckin bae hell yea I’m making her squirt 
N Ion even sip but if I did I’d mix it with Squirt
Im not talking about cum I’m talking about the soda 
Damn my bad I’m done talking about this bullshit 
This beat way too tuff for me to bullshit 
Yea im bout to rap about some cool shit 
One day I’m fin get a Lac outside candy paint the inside cool whip 
Ha
Remember when Stewie and Brian was fighting about the cool whip? 
I got so much weed ion even know what to do with it 
Fifa flexagram hell yea acting a fool wit it

Silly (im Special) @aizeksnyc @zackchristt

clxdyz - going up #ILYEXCLUSIVE

Famous

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@everybodyletsmedown

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Mixed & Mastered by Rp
Produced by Rp

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Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, fuck the club up, she wanna fuck the club up
Yeah, fuck the club up

Yeah, huh, she just wanna fuck the club up
Yeah, fucking with me cause I'm one of one
Know we ain't talk in like a couple months
Just ain't got time for love
Feel like I ran out of luck
Yeah, yeah

I only come out when the night comes,
Hit my fuckin' line, I'm in your city tonight, love
If you think it's the right time, I'm the right one
And you like songs like this, why I write them

And I know, I know,
It gets tough when you get hung up
You got me, you got me strung up
Uh, huh
I don't wanna talk now, uh, huh
Clear my mind, you stuck in my thoughts, how come?

No, I don't worry 'bout the outcome
She tammat copping different maisons, call it house, bruh
They say that money talks, my pockets run they mouth off
Told me she coming over, Imma rip that blouse off

Play with my feelings like a house doll,
She call me up just tryna hit, like it's a house call
And damn, I need some fine shit, might go to Montreal
Yeah, talking to my bros, they got my back, we standing tall

So alone, don't need no love, ah yeah
She like nasty shit, might stick it in her butt, ah yeah
They call me antisocial, sticking to my guns, ah yeah
Why would you wife her up?, she just another slut, ah yeah

Yeah, fuck the club up, she wanna fuck the club up
Yeah, put your money where your mouth is, my bro be sucking mud up
This hoe, she love to talk, but I don't say much
And if you love me like you say you love me, fuck me like I'm famous

"famous" - @everybodyletsmedown [prod. rp]

walk it lik i talk it (ticox x fivefingersnoah)

prod @orangj @porcelaein
lyrics and vocals by me

https://rateyourmusic.com/release/single/roachg1rl/looking-4-something-new/#google_vignette

looking 4 something new (prod @orangj @porcelaein)

Gang, yeah
Put ya fucking hands up, yeah
Put ya fucking hands up, yeah

Money on the table, I see you tryna overreach
Yves Tumor, the way I be walking where I please, lil' bitch
Two Star and the Dream Police, these pussies gonna always weep
These pussies gonna always weep, p-pussies gonna always weep, on gang
You a outcast, this shit just never been your thang
Flying through the air, this money always been my wings
Sticking to the same sound, cause your ass ain't got no code
NBA 2K, you chuck that shot and just went cold

I been on top of this shit, this game still getting formed and shit
Stopwatch, better stop that shit, y'all still tryna get a performance, bitch?
Leading like a horse race, bitch, the way I just been running shit
First time, yeah I let it go, the second time, I aim and scope, lil' bitch
Put ya hands up, bitch, put ya hands up, bitch
Put ya hands up, bitch, and let it scope in
Money, the way it rolls in, money, the way I roll it up
I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, lil' bitch

Money on the table, I see you tryna overreach
Yves Tumor, the way I be walking where I please, lil' bitch
Two Star and the Dream Police, these pussies gonna always weep
These pussies gonna always weep, p-pussies gonna always weep, on gang
You a outcast, this shit just never been your thang
Flying through the air, this money always been my wings
Sticking to the same sound, cause your ass ain't got no code
NBA 2K, you chuck that shot and just went cold

KSC represent, we do that shit, we do that shit
Pussies tryna copy the form like Kobe, make it make sense
Mufuckers doubted me, crossed me behind my back
I got love for rap and you don't, that's a fucking fact

I been on top of this shit, this game still getting formed and shit
Stopwatch, better stop that shit, y'all still tryna get a performance, bitch?
Leading like a horse race, bitch, the way I just been running shit
First time, yeah I let it go, the second time, I aim and scope, lil' bitch
Put ya hands up, bitch, put ya hands up, bitch
Put ya hands up, bitch, and let it scope in
Money, the way it rolls in, money, the way I roll it up
I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, I smoke that blunt, lil' bitch

Gang, gang, go, go-go, ay, ay-ay-ay
Go, go, go, go, ay, KSC bitch

Platforms

Put Ya Hands Up Prod Bappy

whatever whenever w/ katmoji

no henny freestyle (FiveFingersNoah x ajsvendetta)

running thru a sackk
Whats the haps
Ya my waist be snatched they want me bad
I pounce like a cat when I see a sack
When I smoke the pack It make me bad
Yeah it make me feel bad Pack it make me sad
Addy make me better but it make me feel bad
Lifting up my sweater want my innocence back
Fill me up with lead Im better off dead
I dont wanna feel no more in my head
Im in debt I got cards no med
I dont really spend many nights in my bed
Look me in the eyes boy u better tread lightly
Boy U make me mad but its rare I talk nicely
I got soot in my eyes
Boy I talk nice
Yea its red in my eyes Yeah its dead in my eyes
Yea Im dead in the night
Its the dead of night
Dead of night
Five nights like its freddy time

I just wanna feel great Wanna feel pretty
I just wanna spend every night in the city
I got 2 bands and they stuffed in my Tittys
Yea they really so lame but I dont feel pity

whats the haps prod enokia

pimpim