***ALL PLATS NOW***

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[this is a yung robin exclusive]
spin x8
spin this shit again
spin x8
spin this shit again

(woah woah)
told her stop actin' shady
ain't gon' let myself get that crazy again (woah)
ain't nothin' gon' make me spin, out
spin x8
spin this shit again
cut that rope now i can't stop winnin'
old one probably hate the new women
yeah im so in it (woah)
yeah im so in it (woah)

im so in it no kanye west
know im the best at it, know im the best
say it witcha chest, yeah, say it witcha chest
i don't play games no checkers no chess
don't talk to me like dat (dat)
i don't like dat (dat)
told her baby, i'll be right back (back, yeah)
don't even try to fight back (fight back)
gotta keep focused on the racks

(woah woah)
told her stop actin' shady
ain't gon' let myself get that crazy again (woah)
ain't nothin' gon' make me spin, out
spin x8
spin this shit again
cut that rope now i can't stop winnin'
old one, probably hate the new women
yeah im so in it (woah)
yeah im so in it (woah)

im so in it no kanye west
spin x8
spin this shit again

all plats

brb (prod. yung robin)

***ALL PLATS NOW***

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[this is a yung robin exclusive]
(shit so easy yall try so hard at it)
(shit so easy yall try so hard at it)
(ok, ok, ok)

(ok, ok)
ig stories with the new one (ok, ok)
old one got too much on her plate
catchin' all these flights out to LA (yeah, oh)
first class (yeah)
first class my favorite way
don't blow up my phone, don't waste my day
pack my schedule up, all the way
call declined, lil bitch you gon wait

hungry, and i'm goin in for seconds
this bitch is so bad, and she already sextin me
said i only want it sexually
swear these lil hoes gon' get the best of me
floatin' on a cloud, like destiny
shit so easy y'all try so hard, at it
she want the dick like addict
cheque, hit, i get that new patek

(ok, ok, ok)

(ok, ok)
ig stories with the new one (ok, ok)
old one got too much on her plate
catchin' all these flights out to LA (yeah, oh)
first class (yeah)
first class my favorite way
don't blow up my phone, don't waste my day
pack my schedule up, all the way
call declined, lil bitch you gon wait

hungry, and i'm goin in for seconds

igstories (prod. yung robin)

***ALL PLATS NOW***

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[robin]
(go for more, i go for more, i level up like fortnite)
(go for more, i go for more, i level up like fortnite)

magnetic, good things comin in
used to work at mcdonalds, cleanin jungle gyms
used to bag it up, now i stack it up
get my own paper, nah i don't need a crutch
dont need no luck
know it's up its stuck
know i got it, know i got it, know i got it comin in
play my music at the function, they gon come runnin in
dont be tryna play me, nah i aint one a dem

pop out, pop out, pop out, pop out
pop out, yeah, stunna, yeah
walk out, walk, yeah
walk down that run way
get too high, i go da wrong way down that one way
i dont do no internet, i dont do gunplay
i just go right up, go right up
i dont fuckin play around
told her she cant stay around
anymore, anymore
go for more, i go for more
i level up like fortnite

magnetic, good things comin in
used to work at mcdonalds, cleanin jungle gyms
used to bag it up, now i stack it up
get my own paper, nah i don't need a crutch
dont need no luck
know it's up its stuck
know i got it, know i got it, know i got it comin in
play my music at the function, they gon come runnin in
dont be tryna play me, nah i aint one a dem

(go for more, i go for more, i level up like fortnite)
(go for more, i go for more, i level up like fortnite)

LVLup (prod. yung robin)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, and vocals by robin
cover art by shel silverstein

lyrics:

(you said, you said, you call, you call back)
(but you fall)
(you said, you said, you call, you call back)
(but you fall)
[robin]

knew it from the start, knew from beginning
hoe do anything and everything to get in
don't think you get it, nah i don't regret it
put my whole life on the line to fuckin get up
unbelievable, it's feelin like a setup
number nine, on the fuckin get up
hoe keep yo head up, you'll be fine
gotta understand that you crossed the line

bands in my pocket, push the whip like a rocket
tapped in
tapped in like a socket no electric, i go wireless
pop a addy i go tireless, like i'm ridin rims
i know that i'm him
i went number one, billboard, top win
ridin round my city, aye i'm wit my twin
break a hoe heart, i'm gon say it wit a grin

knew it from the start, knew from beginning
hoe do anything and everything to get in
don't think you get it, nah i don't regret it
put my whole life on the line to fuckin get up
unbelievable, it's feelin like a setup
number nine, on the fuckin get up
hoe keep yo head up you'll be fine
gotta understand that you crossed the line

(woah)
(yeah)
(my pocket)
(like a rocket)
(tapped in)
(no electric)
(go wireless)

falling up (prod. yung robin)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[robin]
(on her hands and knees, like she tryna talk to god)
(on her hands and knees, like she tryna talk to god)

[this is a yung robin exclusive]
fucked this bitch last night, and i had that bitch shakin
no notification (no notification)
shit so easy like the easy bake
shake, shake, shake it up
i can't even make it up
back that shit up, back it up on me
crack that shit, she be holdin back a scream
she be tryna join the team
askin baby what this mean to you
it's just me, it ain't no me and you

not tryna be seen with you, is that so bad
not tryna stay around, she make me go mad
go insane, go fast usain
shock em like lightning, shakin up the game
i dont do no lame shit, i dont like the playin
baby what you sayin, baby dont hide
baby dont be shy, i dont even try
on her hands and knees, like she tryna talk to god

[this is a yung robin exclusive]
fucked this bitch last night, and i had that bitch shakin
no notification (no notification)
shit so easy like the easy bake
shake, shake, shake it up
i can't even make it up
back that shit up, back it up on me
crack that shit, she be holdin back a scream
she be tryna join the team
askin baby what this mean to you
it's just me, it ain't no me and you

(on her hands and knees, like she tryna talk to god)
(on her hands and knees, like she tryna talk to god)

DND (prod. yung robin)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[robin]
[this is a yung robin exclusive]
(oh yeah, woah, woah)
(oh yeah, woah, yeah)

look at us a year later
stackin up my fuckin paper, all alone
still gettin calls from my, ex phone
coulda sworn i told her no
(told her no, told her no)
swear i knew that hoe was gonna go, back to the old ways
knew that hoe was gonna do me bad, like always
why you gotta keep on callin me?
i aint gotta try, she fall for me

nah you can't keep up with my pacin
i'm impatient
go and get it myself, i aint waitin for no company
get it myself, goin up and it's just me
goin up i swear i dont need like anybody
bad bitch, bad body
i eat the box no roddy ricch
really got different modes like my name is mitch

look at us a year later
stackin up my fuckin paper, all alone
still gettin calls from my, ex phone
coulda sworn i told her no
(told her no, told her no)
swear i knew that hoe was gonna go, back to the old ways
knew that hoe was gonna do me bad, like always
why you gotta keep on callin me?
i aint gotta try, she fall for me

[this is a yung robin exclusive]

year later (prod. yung robin)

produced by census and petal
recording, mixing, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

(tour cross the country no greyhound bus)
(cant fuck wit me, cant fuck wit us)
(listen to my music, and you askin, where she found it)

aint slowin up, aint goin back down
hate goin back to my town, my city
hoe fuck wit me, but she aint gon stay, around
cut the bitch off she play around
she love the way i pound it
she like the way its soundin
listen to my music, and you askin, where she found it

tour cross the country no greyhound bus
cant fuck wit me, cant fuck wit us
dont like to fight, dont like no tusslin
i dont like to talk, dont like no fussin
fuckin bad hoe, she gon get to bussin
she said that she love the way im fuckin it
walk around like im fuckin tuckin it
lamb truck, urus truckin it
in a rut, you be stuck in it, im on a run
get hot as the sun, get high like superman, fly like planes
she just did that math test, she gon gimme brain

aint slowin up, aint goin back down
hate goin back to my town, my city
hoe fuck wit me, but she aint gon stay, around
cut the bitch off she play around
she love the way i pound it
she like the way its soundin
listen to my music, and you askin, where she found it

(tour cross the country no greyhound bus)
(cant fuck wit me, cant fuck wit us)
(listen to my music, and you askin, where she found it)

greyhound (prod. census + petal)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

(said it's like a whole train)
(she said it's like a whole train, yeah)

bad bitch, backstage
tryna gimme some, aint gotta say, nothin else
bad bih, with bad parents, nun gon help
she done ran her shelf life
she gon pray up to da robin like i run a helpline
ex bitch, decline, told her baby you'll be fine
told her back of the line, of my lineup
told em bring a hunnid milly to my sign up

i aint signin without it
without it, im really bout it, you think you got it
you said you gon pass me up, i said i really doubt that shit
anyways, hoes gon play
blowin up, magic trick, poof, david blaine
dropped the fuckin act, then they said i went insane
blowin it, magic trick, she gon take the whole thing
comin back for mo thang, said its like a whole train

(said it's like a whole train)
(she said it's like a whole train, yeah)

bad bitch, backstage
tryna gimme some, aint gotta say, nothin else
bad bih, with bad parents, nun gon help
she done ran her shelf life
she gon pray up to da robin like i run a helpline
ex bitch, decline, told her baby you'll be fine
told her back of the line, of my lineup
told em bring a hunnid milly to my sign up

(i aint signin without it)

david blaine (prod. yung robin)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

lyrics:

[robin]
(shit i just made a hit might make another one)
(shit i just made a hit might make another one)

pray to god by myself no reverend
told em turn my speakers up to eleven
walk a day in my shoes you gon think this shit is heaven
i thank god for my blessings
but i put in work every day
aint no question
aint no restin
aint no stressin
kick my feet up make a bag thats a lesson
we aint see ya pj not a westjet

(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
better come correct if you gon walk up in my section
dont come walk in my direction
if you aint gon put out lil bitch
rock out like the smiths
i got vvvyvanse in my piss
poppin pills i dont miss
keep it real never switch up
trade my bitch up
for a better one
aint gotta do nun
shit i just made a hit might make another one

pray to god by myself no reverend
told em turn my speakers up to eleven
walk a day in my shoes you gon think this shit is heaven
i thank god for my blessings
but i put in work every day
aint no question
aint no restin
aint no stressin
kick my feet up make a bag thats a lesson
we aint see ya pj not a westjet

(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(shit i just made a hit might make another one)
(shit i just made a hit might make another one)

reverend (prod. yung robin)

produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

furbag (prod. yung robin)

sequel (prod. yung robin)

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produced by yung robin
recording, mixing, cover art, and vocals by robin

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