act like a they/them

aywhat was meant to be on this song be he hated it so much he told me to remove his tag and credit from it LOLLL. this song is VVYELLOW era of stuff so yea

Jeepers Creepers

JEEPErrS CREEPrrS [prod. yoon + sebii] (Jeepers Creepers)

original audio for miss me, sorry for the reuploads

miss me? (ig @ismokefuego)

just getting started

Finally releasing this one from the vault.

Want You

COPY PUP

SAFE?!

Gusta x K.ONE - GET DOWN!

Let me try sum' (try sum')
Showed you everything, not tryna hide nun' (hide nun')
What you tryna do until your time's up? (time's up)
Bae, for you, am I the right one? (right, right one)
Yeah, don't depend on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
All them tears rollin' down my cheek (uh, uh, uh)
Knock out the beat, Muhammad Ali (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can see you fighting for me (bleed)
Heart cold, can't breathe

Over it (yeah!)
The way you got me movin', fuck that sober shit (fuck that sober shit)
You said you wouldn't leave me, now I'm cold again (I'm cold, yeah)
Applying so much pressure, I can't fold again
You don't gotta move, stay frozen (uh, uh)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (uh, uh, uh)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (woo, woo)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (woo, woo, woo)
Elsa, my baby

(cash)

Can't pick up no calls, call tomorrow
Can't find you, so far, why you move like Marco?
It's always been my fault, whole time you pissed off
I never tried enough, gotta prepare for liftoff (yeah)
Yeah, ballin', I'm knockin' the pins down like Chris Paul
I never follow no rules, damn sure not followin' this law (that's right)
'Boutta swerve in this whip knowin' damn sure I never do pit stops
Roamin' the world thinkin' everyone hate me, a slap in the face, Chris Rock

Found this fine lil' shorty off TikTok
She tryna dance to the real rock
After that she givin' real top, aye
Me and her sit on the hilltop, aye
Slide with Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy (Givenchy, Givenchy)
Yeah, how many stacks am I walkin' with? Gotta be plenty (be plenty, be plenty)
Woah, I got a new theory, call up Leonard and Penny (Penny)
Power up, makin' some money
Power up, makin' some zeni
Slay 'boutta go crazy, Slay 'boutta turn into a monster—he look like a zeti (woo)
Fine lil' shit tryna dance in the club
She tryna do the cha-cha just like Zeddy

I done spent so much cheese, I done spent so much fetty
I can't run out of flows, I just hope that you ready
I can't run out of nothin' anymore—yeah, me and my niggas gon' stunt on y'all some more
Baggin' and stylin', for y'all it could be a chore
Rappin' and stylin', for me it's not a chore
Poppin' whatever I dreamt I could afford
Poppin' whatever I dreamt I could afford

Over it (yeah!)
The way you got me movin', fuck that sober shit (fuck that sober shit)
You said you wouldn't leave me, now I'm cold again (I'm cold, yeah)
Applying so much pressure, I can't fold again
You don't gotta move, stay frozen (uh, uh)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (uh, uh, uh)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (woo, woo)
Elsa, my baby, stay frozen (woo, woo, woo)
Elsa, my baby

A NEW ERA

MY ELSA

MY ELSA (feat. slayr)

w my mano

Last track of the year. Wanted to mix it up with something a lil more upbeat and ambient. This is my Chistmas gift to you all, thank you for this year, you are slowly changing my life and helping me turn this into a career I didn’t think possible. I am genuinely forever grateful. Cheers - Gusta

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