"ts like mad emotional" - ign
"u should send dis to yo torta" - rolling stones
"the tortas gon fw dis 🙏" - ny times
"Rick and Morty has found its groove once more, and it’s the best it has been in years."- Nick Valdez
those are the reviews and such thx guys! #awesoeme

^_^come around again p. pouncingkitten65 ##sub5 #ugly #torta5 #awesoeme #numbers

dont move (jolst)

luuk so sad prod reem numb

do it all myself

@kyutecreep
@takenwyd
lyrics:
yea we @ready2dieboyz up n dis bitch
yea we r2d up in dis bitch
r2d 4 deep up in dat striker n we fuckin lit
walk down we gon fuckin spin
boy u not rlly on shi
40 clip we fuckin walk downnnnn
arp hit dat boy leg dat boy say owwwww
i feel like von lmk if u wan fuck rn i dont want yo number for shi
tell dat boy 2 fuck sum istg that boy wont come and blitz
like a fuckin school shooter boy i got that list
fuck @1crusafix
they ain no givenchy on his wrist 
so why he cappin bout ts?
fuck @1afflicted they sum dorks
r2d? ya we not
i remember bein in da trap everyday kickin rock
tell that pussy run my block
ya that pussy lost
that bih cryin in my dms cuz i hurt her btch get blocked
btch im r2d asf bitch yea im w @dlolntae
yea im with dontae posted in dat fuckin parlay
yea im in da fuckin party and im smokin on sum..
smokin on sum runtz
bitch zoap up in my wood
imma speak what i want you can go n cry bud
ya smokin real good
ina trap pourin blood
i got act up in my cup and i got green like a bush
on da beat dats @kyutecreep
ina striker bitch we 2 deep
n my pockets fat like foodie
what comes b4 2d??
dats a r
smokin on dat gas n ts smell like a fart
damn i got so many larps
damn im w @ahst
damn im way2far
up n dis car we finna go to mars
when we gon roll up dat moonrokk
i remember dropping boo yah
now im fuckin up like 2pac

what comes b4 2D? (kyutecreep)

@h4blackasf @bkwds
ep before the tape soon

tried to patch my bullet wounds with sorries
fixing it by sippin more bacardi
solitary ion even party
everybody hate jus know im never the one starting
well, what now u got what u wanted
they just mad i always walk out stuntin
notice me n i ain have to flaunt shit
dripped down in designer but these hoes lay on my conscious

everyday im balling
dial money, call it
with my chips im all in
hating but u stallin
its just so appaulaing
everynight i stay up
even when i go to sleep
im dreaming of that paper
dont know what to call it
weirdos tryna fake love
sugarcoating all their envy
feel it on my tastebuds
pull up but chu play bluff
pussy boy better shape up
leave dat boy he stay stuck
my whole crew jus straight thugs
why i never fake trust
all my niggas heinous
sin i relish in is lust
all this love is tainted
we is not acquainted
somehow all my words lost in translation
left alone to get more green i need all my wasabi
shot in the heart like balloons deflated

tried to patch my bullet wounds with sorries
fixing it by sippin more bacardi
solitary ion even party
everybody hate jus know im never the one starting
well, what now u got what u wanted

do it all myself

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