prod winny

Pt 2

orangez (not_leo)

fold under pressure prod me

bleood - depression dosent explain how i feel prod. zatru.mp3

pink hair freestyle (j4ck)

Jordan Game (egobreak winny)

Never Stop (me and winny)

vocals by me
mixed by me
prod @stuckinboxxes & @prodwinny

lyrics:
w my twin, koishi
your ho tryna see me so i
i dip out like houdini
she call me a meanie, so what?
wit my boys we sip martini, bitch we sippin liquor
all yall boys my sons & daughters, bitch i’m servin dinner

he tryn run up on me, turn dat lil boy to a dancer
yh dis beat so groovy, watch me do my dance ya
boy u bitin all the swag, like u a super-fan ya
bitch i’m goin for the heart, feel like i’m lancer (2x)

boah i’m spittin out dat fye, feelin like reiuji
she want prada, gucci, i’m like btc u too damn boujee
bitch i’m high like fuji, kickin shit like rob lucci
pop shit like call of duty
she see da racks she show da cooch

u can’t do what i do yo ass fckin stupid
little bitch i knew it, u promiscuous u ran thru
i can’t fw u, n that’s the truth, if u were me would you?
lil boy get a clue
u could do it we gon pull thru

rainin bullets like it’s danmaku
got the trap jumpin nga like a kangaroo
dat lil bitch she on me, watchu tryn get into?
i’m wit kula, i’m wit lucy, we gon fuckin shoot yaaa

i can’t fw bitches got me psycho
i could do dis shit like w my eyes closed
dat boy he my son he stealin my flow
lil brah ima wetcha up, ts like hydroo

i can’t fw niggas got me psycho
i could do dis shit like w my eyes closed
dat boy he my son he stealin my flow
lil brah ima wetcha up, ts like hydroo

danmaku prod rachyl + winny

glisten prod lysuka + winny #T//A

Runnin Track prod Spyne

(prod. gardenofhades & sue)
lyrics
i used to know you now you're nothing but a stranger
she in her head too much i dont think you can save her
i tried to help you but you're nothing but a danger
i tried to help you but i ended up so drained yuh

i wont get my time back

i can't help but feel ur against me
all the times you would disrespect me
do you even kno what respect means
miss the times you'd lovingly text me

-lyrics-
wake up its the same day
i can't feel a damn thing
suicidal thoughts and you know i cant escape them

people yeah i hate them
people u cant change them
the walls bout to cave in
the walls bout to cave in

you're not the person i knew

prod me & saint

my slime off the map wish i could talk back
but my opps is all so dead i got bands i cant go back
said before i count these checks i only catch them when they lack
so the glock gon hit his neck swear 2 god he gon subtract
big bro he got a what? oh he copped up on a tac
so we all up n finna flex, flex, way i do this shit
u wanna copy cause im just the shit 
u said u wan me ion want no bitch i want ya body then im finna dip 
u cant even catch dat cash we up in the back ya shorty still shakin ass
my brodie from uk he said shakin "nash" 2100 yk we make racks 
i was in the trap she went out sad my own mans done slimed me
thats what made me bad thats what made me stack get more money den dat slag
ya i smoke that pak smoke on exotic not no wax
where the fuck they @ got a strap inside of sax

spotify

subtract d-_-b

prod me! 

this is not your turf this is my field
im addicted to this music like the chime heal
nigga thinkin that he tuff he got slimed still
at the store nigga ima spend a fine bill
told em pack it up bitch gotta wrap it up
he had jugged his homie nigga im like what the fuck
and you know i got the fanta pour it in my cup
bitch im all about my pape why im makin bucks 

they not your gang nigga they is not your partner
say thats yo bitch so then how i got her heart huh 
me and ahst in the trap and you know we smokinkarts yuh
she gon ask for my money im like bitch dont you start yuh
yeah i know that he not gang why he acting like a larp huh
fuck him up you would think that im his barber 
invented swag bitch im feelin like im carver
bomb his block yeah i hit him with a martyr

this is not your turf this is my field
im addicted to this music like the chime heal
nigga thinkin that he tuff he got slimed still
at the store nigga ima spend a fine bill
told em pack it up bitch gotta wrap it up
he had jugged his homie nigga im like what the fuck
and you know i got the fanta pour it in my cup
bitch im all about my pape why im makin bucks 


《☆chime☆》o(*^＠^*)o

lucy bedroque - 小籠包 prod yrsci

05: yrsci - max and ruby (winny)

fuck me up @bridge @ahst

@2suban @immnnuel inuyasha prod krxxk

Production By ; @l4envy
Vocals By ; @sadpanda47 & @essentiaa 
Mixed By ; @salzuhh

Very Rare 4 Ever / Nitekore / Despaired / Viridescent

@sadpanda47

Gotta keep it on the low
I'm so high, smokin loud
How you do it every night?
I can tell with those eyes

I can tell through the sight
I don't really gotta try
When I put it inside
I wanna hear your sighs

I can tell you
You're in the back of my mind, sacrifice
Baby I'll do anything, can you kiss or tell?
Yeah I'm so innocent, But girl do you feel it too?

Tell me u had enough... 
Just tell me I'm bad in love
Baby I can treat you right
So done, So done ..

@essentiaa

tears falling whats up.ᐣ
you cant hide the truth
tears falling whats up.ᐣ
you cant hide the truth;
i killed myself, my youth
i cant speak nothing but truth
(its true, its true)
money came in it all blue
said u love me for myself are u sure.ᐣ
like a lily or a rose are u pure (pure, pure)
tears falling whats up.ᐣ
you cant hide the truth
(the truth, the truth)
you cant hide the truth
(the truth, the truth)

. ♬ ݁˖⋆ can't hide the truth / @ayxn + @nesse {prod. envy} ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ #nitekore

creep w morgue

ty for 3k <3 morgue party album 12/?/2025
prod @ynxxet mixed by @skullcndy u alr know
ALL PLATS https://open.spotify.com/track/6yXrBrAyw6Xr30FAqXvvl3?si=1ec6369a5ac24ff3

got weapons like im russian
i been feelin nothin ;-; i been feelin nothin
ima pour up this soda inna tussin
make yo bitch wet n her pussy straight gushin
look clean n yk i rock that fire
better turn up my music hit like a lighter
i know that im fly n im still gettin flyer
ima fly my flag 🏴‍☠️ got on colors like a tiger 🐯
morgue party 2025 agenda
gotta feed these other rappers man just like a placenta
we can handle shit rn aint shit gon be pent up
i get to the paper i get to the lettuce
that shit is so precious
ars and barettas
ima dive deep down in yo bitch crevice
zombie walkin round u cant patch me up no medic
if u catch me walkin round u might catch me witta weapon
yea i indulge in party favors
know ima ball hard like the fkn lakers
n i stay in the cut like a fkn taper
turn out u might see me? meet yo fuckin maker
too pretty pull up on yo bitch n flirt yea
they ride the wave like a mfkn surfer

Nothing 🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️ prod ynx

the ugly truth (prod. mixedmatches)

ashame. 
i’m just a prod everything on here prod me.
@luminabloodshed my family <3