eclipse (p.icytwat)

Oxys

Dont Kno What To Do Anymore

bunch of random shit ive made over the last year

the emo song is a joke

im gonna miss everyone

(i tried really hard to find the prods if i missed yours dm "yaaakky" on ig)

sillystring (prod. impasta)

Chasing (Demo Slowed)

(Prod. Esc)

[intro]
You should fuckin' look up to me
I smoke
I skate
I fuck bitches
I'm pretty much the shit

[chorus]
Jumpin' out the stage, now they all takin' photos
Money international, bitch, I got Euros
Got 'Em Digital, I ain't talkin' bout no Digimon
It only took three seconds for it, now you're gone
Shawty mad but my pockets are filled up
Stack that shit up till it's a fuckin' build up
Smith and Wesson in my hand, I ain't bouta crash out
My stoner bitch bouta puff it till she pass out

[verse 1]
Bad shawty crying, told her everything is okay
But, she be poppin' pills every single day
Hoe times hoe, got four in a row
Yeah, I'm evil, bitch, now you fuckin' know
Keep a Patek on my wrist till that shit froze
Gotta keep that tool like I'm at fuckin Lowe's
I don't care bout price 'cause my money grows
And I got them pills that your girl really wants
Put the K to his face like we passing blunts
Bad bitch, she be only smokin' on Runtz
X, I crush it up, mud in my cup
Go sit down, now we finna run it up

[chorus]
Jumpin' out the stage, now they all takin' photos
Money international, bitch, I got Euros
Got 'Em Digital, I ain't talkin' bout no Digimon
It only took three seconds for it, now you're gone
Shawty mad but my pockets are filled up
Stack that shit up till it's a fuckin' build up
Smith and Wesson in my hand, I ain't bouta crash out
My stoner bitch bouta puff it till she pass out

[verse 2]
Talkin' shit, green beam to your forehead
Take it to account, everything that I said
Me and my brothers go overseas
Got 'Em Rick pants, you don't got these

[chorus]
Jumpin' out the stage, now they all takin' photos
Money international, bitch, I got Euros
Got 'Em Digital, I ain't talkin' bout no Digimon
It only took three seconds for it, now you're gone
Shawty mad but my pockets are filled up
Stack that shit up till it's a fuckin' build up
Smith and Wesson in my hand, I ain't bouta crash out
My stoner bitch bouta puff it till she pass out

Chasing (Demo Slowed)

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