moon rock (p.starw3y)

Damage

a lot prod. atea

CrashOut

Just woke up today
Just woke up today
Yeah, I just woke up today
Damn, these racks not spending the same
Don’t know why, just woke up just feeling this pain
New guap, it come in & fill in the bank
New thot, she come in, she fill in the blank
Yeah, I give these bitches away
These niggas, I pave them a way
They talk, like why should I care what they say?
Woke up, and I’m trying to have a good day
I had to pay off my shooter
I think he in love with his ruler
These niggas steal swag — who you fooling?
I know you think you’re cool, but I’m cooler
Just like he’s Italy, he get the boot
Got a crib on the lake — where’s the house with the loot?
Stuff my bands near my waist, now it turn my shit blue
Yeah, I get so clean, put a flannel under my coat
No, this not a mini — this a micro
Gotta keep that for insurance, I don’t have Geico
She a do-or-die rider, nigga, I know
I live a double life like American Psycho
YSL clothes, yeah, I got it.
Raf Simons clothes, yeah, I got it.
Got some Dior in my closet
Grey & black is my aesthetic
YSL boots like I’m Yato
99 bitches but only one problem
These niggas say they love me — I don’t
Bitches say they love me — I don’t

Just woke up today
Yeah, I just woke up today
Damn, these racks not spending the same
Don’t know why, just woke up just feeling this pain
New guap, it come in & fill in the bank
New thot, she come in, she fill in the blank
Yeah, I give these bitches away
These niggas, I pave them a way
They talk, like why should I care what they say?
Woke up, and I’m trying to have a good day
Tryna have a good day
Have a good day
I’m tryna have a good day
Have a good day
Tryna have a good day
Have a good—
I’m tryna have a good day

Have A Good Day

They doing anything, just to make enough
And they doing anything, to try to match it up
You would do anything, to try to match it up
They—they—they tryna hop on waves
Got a brand new chop, let the bitch erase
She want me painting her face
Wanna fuck all the time, she don’t do no dates
I don’t got options that I got to face
Got a brand new whip, see she wanna race
Hollow tips, see how it taste
Don’t give no fuck what you got to say

I’m on 10 for the most of this shit, and I’m not lying
And they all on 10, on 10 for this shit, I got my soldiers firing
Bitch, change it up, I’m feeling sick, got a brand new bitch, that one expiring
Talk that shit, but ain’t look in my iris
I’m outside, they gone sign that siren
I’m outside, they gone ring that bell right now, cause they knowing Nero out
I change it up, I’m on shit you can’t tell, I ain’t bout to share it out
Air it out, I point it up, gone air it out
Take my soul I don’t care about
Brand new drum hold 50 rounds
Catch up with me, don’t be in last
I’m tired of them bringing up my past
Why they act like they gone crash
They love me, I can’t do no bad
Give a fuck bout nothing else, need bags
Man down, he need a tag
Hop off the jet, I got jet lag
I came out on the top of my class

They doing anything, just to make enough
They doing anything, just to make enough
And they doing anything, to try to match it up
You would do anything, to try to match it up
They—they—they tryna hop on waves
Got a brand new chop, let the bitch erase
She want me painting her face
Wanna fuck all the time, she don’t do no dates
I don’t got options that I got to face
Got a brand new whip, see she wanna race
Hollow tips, see how it taste
Don’t give no fuck what you got to say

THEY DOING ANYTHING (prod. Tainiykick, bbmevis & astori)

slimeballchrissy - cut off (iloveflowers + enma)[8teen + dj gren8de + junkieradio exclusive]

Fyeonmeh! [Fineapple]

fell outta luv

LOVE 8 PROD DRXFTGOD OKAMI.mp3

[INTRO]
Thinkin' about dyin' more!
'Less I have a cigarette, won't exhale!
Bitch I'm hard to buy for!
Open up to no'one, unlike sex sale!

[CHORUS]
Thinkin' about dyin' more!
'Less I have a cigarette, won't exhale!
Bitch I'm hard to buy for!
Open up to no'one, unlike sex sale!
Why have I been dyeing more?
My bitch pullin' on my raccoon strands!
Why have I been lyin' more?
I been sealed in like a soda can!

[VERSE 1]
My bitch said she wanna dealer for Roxxanne!
Smoked with her once, now she wanna lock hands!
All these virgins lame as fuck, call them cock hands
They done watched mid90's once, now they pot-heads!
All flesh gonna rot, give my corpse a cigarette!
Me and my ex missed another shot, we got a bayonet!
do I want make-up-sex? Or just gimme head! ...
I would rather fuck some other hoes instead!

[VERSE 2]
Put my heart on eBay, couldn't get a bid yet!
Gonna be homeless, 'ready look it with Balenci!
Took too many perkies, fade to black like vignette!
My bitch complimented my outfit that's a ten piece!
Always lookin' at my outfits, they exemplary!
I been smokin' on that zaza like its zen, breathe!
Know that bitch bad news, I run through cuz I'm tanking!
Vivienne always look good cuz I'm lanky!

[CHORUS]
Thinkin' about dyin' more!
'Less I have a cigarette, won't exhale!
Bitch I'm hard to buy for!
Open up to no'one, unlike sex sale!
Why have I been dyeing more?
My bitch pullin' on my raccoon strands!
Why have I been lyin' more?
I been sealed in like a soda can!

[VERSE 1]
My bitch said she wanna dealer for Roxxanne!
Smoked with her once, now she wanna lock hands!
All these virgins lame as fuck, call them cock hands
They done watched mid90's once, now they pot-heads!
All flesh gonna rot, give my corpse a cigarette!
Me and my ex missed another shot, we got a bayonet!
do I want make-up-sex? Or just gimme head! ...
I would rather fuck some other hoes instead!

CrashOut

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