(p. whod) @27reeves

(lyrics)

i get high as fuck
i feel like i’m underwater
smoke 100 blunts
den i eat a strip of blotter
shawty strip 4 me
now i’m fuckin 
on yo daughter 
pussy & the weed 
imma mofuckin slaughter
red bull mary jane 
now i’m in a coma 
smoke in the aroma
cast spells feel like dota 
drop a couple bands 
codiene in da boba
why u actin like a bitch 
ion even know ya 
crack her back 
pack sealed 
never let a rat squeal 
idk what’s what 
idk if that’s real 
i been on my laptop
eating chips smoking weed
arizona red tea 
couple hunnid on me 
i feel like a maniac
how they looking at the kid
fuck it all i ain’t react 
i just light another cig
got bud rolled up
got bottles in the back
i give her a double stack 
and she make her ass clap
i just wanna do this all again
i just wanna live like this forever 
i don’t wanna go back 
play pretend 
i can feel my 
fucking brain severed 

yeah i’m smokin out the pound
tried finessin out the pack
got da baby blue phone
same color as the cash
why you trippin on me
bitch i’m up here in the back
why you tryna play me
you ain’t show no love back
my blunt 1080
neva learned to give a fuck
bitch i’m out here in the back
smokin on a fuckin wood
i do everything i want
you did everything you could
and my cup full of good shit
shit you wish you would
imma fuckin take a tab
bitch i’m feeling like the mane
got the pump in my mouth 
bitch i feel like cobain
all white suburban 
same color as cocaine
imma buy a fuckin house 
before i ever buy a chain
flyin down 84
while i’m fuckin on ya whore
seeking out the applause
come and get you an award
ion got no fuckin time
for the fakes or the snakes
try to run ya fuckin mouth
u ain’t ever been in range

maniac smokin cigs (w/ 27reeves)

(lyrics)

if u really want me to be honest 
i might’ve put a little powder 
in the kronik 
imma make a change 
like i promised 
trippin hard i see eyes 
in my vomit 
watchu sellin 
i’m prolly already onnit 
new chain 
bitch i’m flyer than a comet 
skate round
and i’m smokin on rosin
why da whole scene turnin fake 
can we pause it 
so if u ain’t wit da gang
fuck is u here 
dropped out 
i jus laugh @ my old peers 
baby when we real close 
ion feel fear 
hands movin down  
whispering in her ear 
2 ciggys in my mouth 
and im drinkin 
arizona wit tequila 
i’m thinking
bout the way that time goes 
i was sinking 
but now i’m comin to the surface 
they wan link n 
i gotta say no 
i’m too busy on my grind
i got faygo same color 
as the pill lines
football 
in my mind
but i’m never outside 
less i’m skatin on da block
wit a ounce and a nine 
8th of the coke 
and i cut it wit my blade
lookin so icey 
feel like wicca phase
i used to be stressed 
now i know it’s all a game 
when i see these fuckers so mad 
that shit is a shame
dey jus mad @ me
cus i’m on what dey wanna be 
not a wanna be 
yea i’m sketchd out offa bean 
fuckin wit the team 
we gon jugg u for hella green 
took a 10 sack off his corpse 
roll it in a cream

yea dey jus wanna be us 
i mix the mxe wit a bus
fucked up
sketchd out
till i’m in the dust

pause time (p. w3bsdr)

(p. appl3)

(lyrics)

u don’t gotta say 
i already know 
stay up 
in a new time zone 
midnight 
still smokin
heavy dro 
gold neck 
and my waist 
rhinestones 
i been trippin 
in a different dimension 
when i’m in the room wit her 
fulla tension 
ppl plottin 
nd they fake i can sense it 
sneak dissin 
i thought i deserve a mention  
sippin liquor 
nd i’m straight up ion lie
he wan work
it’ll cost for my piece of mind 
tell u what you need to hear 
but not why 
tryna figure it all out
so my time 
runnin short
joint wit the newport 
she got shorts 
wit the crop top 
sniffin quartz 

only pure
what im gon snort 
yea we coolin in the trap 
this ain’t a resort 

movin all this weight 
like a damn chore 
all i want is da bread
and to be yours
see me rollin offa tab 
sippin onna coors 
and the plug on the street
runnin next door 
but i’m saving up now 
for a fucking whip 
and a third gold chain 
wit a lotta drip
but i can’t resist 
getting so lit 
caffeine and the vodka 
imma sip

Ya ya
You dont gotta say i already kno
I js popped a bean 
I’m chillen w my bros
Mud in my cup
2 pills run it up
2 blunts roll it up
10 pills crush em up
Ohh
Pop out to the show
Pop out we can glo
Sippin ona 40
Breakin down the snow
I can barely feel my nose
Pop a tab i did som noz
Mind feelin heavy
Drugs ina chevy
Couple seals on the floor
N they’re all empty
Do em all on my own
I can’t even lie i feel a little empty
I been so high 
I can’t even lie
I can’t feel a thing

time running short (w/ space junk)

ur the moon playboicarti (evan jolley flip)

back out
now im back out
blow her back out
roll a slap, put them backs down
double cup wash them tabs down
feel the pain pull my mask down,
real junky shit credit card maxxed out
but i dont give a single fuck at all!
no there aint no job like fuckin off
its a bad ass model bitch im fuckin on,
first time in a while i cut my arm
(cut my arm!)
deal with that
ion wanna deal with that
deal with that
ion wanna deal with that

1moreslicenillbokay!
1morecuttakethepainaway!
1moreslicenillbokay!
1morebumpofCassandraCain!

lets get off the dumb shit, dumb shit
we both gettin drunk bitch, drunk bitch
casamigo drunk shit; drunk dick
pull my pants down to my ankles, 
suck this!
psylocibin fungus...
took too much im trippin out; 
grab my heart n rip it out, poppin bars, slippin down
[not again, not again, not again!]
trigger warning like i walked in with a pistol;
problems with my mental, god, i just dismiss em
cocaine razorblade on my wrist, tryna fix it (cut my wrist!)

deal with that
ion wanna deal with that
deal with that
ion wanna deal with that

TRIGGER WARNING (ERTU)

Ty sk3tch lov uuu
#heartklique




Take a fukin tab 
feel lyke my mind burst 
I don’t wanna fight, 
I don’t wanna converse 
Talkin to the angels 
And I send you a curse 


Castles all around meh 
Hold my blade when I cry 
Prayin to a god 
Am I prayin to the sky ? 

Castle in the Meadow
All the jesters talkin to me
Take another tab 
And I saw my life in 3D


STAY BY MY SIDE 
AND ILL KEEP U FROM THE RAIN 
FOR U KEEP A NINE
AND A KNIFE FOR THE CANE 
IMMA STILL DRIVE 
WIT THE MOLLY IN MY BRAIN
DO A COUPLE DOZEN LINES
DIS REALITY IS PAIN 
smokin marlboro
shawty call me real early 
i gave her some blow 
now she actin pretty flirty
CUP DIRTY
COPS WANNA MURK ME 
RUNNIN FROM DA FEDS 
POCKET FULLA LACED 30S 

I AINT NEVER REACHING HEAVEN 
NO IT DONT EXIST 
I CANT TELL HER WHAT IM ON
IK SHED B PISSED 
I REMEMBER RIDIN ROUND 
WIT THE WITCH KLIQUE 
GIVE A SHIT DAY DRUNK 
SMOKIN ON A BIG SPLIFF

GL!TCHXXDMIND**%REALITY3DD {Ft.Sk3tch} {p.Sk3tch}

i can tell you what you really need
remember when we were in the field with the trees?
so like
you ask
like whats deal with me?
idrk
if i did itd b helpin me
but like
so whats the deal with you

tryna get w me
or put me through

im not lookin for that
you can hold me hand
look into my eyes
dont the leaves smell nice
kissed by the sunlight
everythings a vibe
the wind feels just right
you look amazing btw
i wish i could kiss your face
like i used to too
r u ready for me
coz i changed too
i tryna tell the truth
can you listen to me
like you used too
i know i know i get it
we go for a drive
while everything feels so nice
kissed by the sunlight
dont the leaves smell nice
look into my eyes
you can hold my hand
im not looking for that

looking for that (16kibo)

Someone took ma bitch and taught me a valuable lesson: these hoes ain’t shit. 
so I took someone else’s bitch so they’d learn that lesson too. It ain’t your girl it’s just your turn, you’ll understand. <3