[Intro]
i got ties to the trap
slatt
oh my god, you’re such a punk
bee, bee, bee, bee, bee

[Pre-Chorus]
i got ties to the trap
i get that boy gone
take him off the map
i just bought a new coupe
paint it matte black
i race in that
kickin’ it with some fine shit
the lil hoe sucked my dick
she was all on her knees
the lil hoe was taking the meat
but i’m still focused on cheese

[Chorus]
can’t focus on no hoe
i’m just doing me
call up my slime everywhere i go
yeah he keep a pole
we got the drop on bro
call up gang and tell ‘em go
i got trap ties just like my gang
only real niggas know

[Verse]
count up my paycheck, my money
go to the mall, drop bands 
i’m stunnin’
giving her backshots
i’m deep in her guts
the lil hoe keep running
coolin’ it with the gang
hell nah you can’t hang
i get high as fuck
that sativa be keeping me up
she ask can she suck me up
and i said yup
that’s free brain
she wan’ be my girl
but the money is my main
how you said you love me
when you don’t know my middle name
i be all up in my head
these crazy thoughts drive me insane 

[Bridge]
smoking gas it go to my brain
it numb the pain
getting cash, throwing money
i make it rain, she shake her ass
got it jumping like a strip club
but the lil hoe got class
yeah we fancy as fuck
we be flying first class

[Chorus]
can’t focus on no hoe
i’m just doing me
call up my slime everywhere i go
yeah he keep a pole
we got the drop on bro
call up gang and tell ‘em go
i got trap ties just like my gang
only real niggas know

[Pre-Chorus]
i got ties to the trap
i get that boy gone
take him off the map
i just bought a new coupe
paint it matte black
i race in that
kickin’ it with some fine shit
the lil hoe sucked my dick
she was all on her knees
the lil hoe was taking the meat
but i’m still focused on cheese

[Chorus]
can’t focus on no hoe
i’m just doing me
call up my slime everywhere i go
yeah he keep a pole
we got the drop on bro
call up gang and tell ‘em go
i got trap ties just like my gang
only real niggas know

[Outro]
go to the mall, drop bands
i’m stunnin’
giving her backshots
i’m deep in her guts
the lil hoe keep running
we got the drop on bro
call up gang, tell ‘em go
i got trap ties
just like my gang
only real niggas know
top
what the fuck

trapties

[Intro]
oh my god you’re such a punk
let’s throw a party

[Chorus]
we up in a mansion off of that molly
with some california girls
all they wanna do is party
calling up the plug
told him to bring the drugs
i smoke exotic and
you smoke boof pack

[Refrain]
party party party off the molly
turn my crib to a nightclub
welcome to the molly mansion
party party party off the molly
fine ass strippers everywhere
big booty bitches in the molly mansion

[Verse]
welcome to the molly mansion lil hoe
if you wanna come inside
first give me a blow-
this a private event invitations limited
she asking what’s that scent
can’t tell you the fragrance
ima get my respect
i ain’t nun to play with
got two different personalities
like an anomaly
ima murder the beat homicidality
call up my slatt
we finna go on a robbery
then hit up a party

[Chorus]
we up in a mansion off of that molly
with some california girls
all they wanna do is party
calling up the plug
told him to bring the drugs
i smoke exotic and
you smoke boof pack

[Refrain]
party party party off the molly
turn my crib to a nightclub
welcome to the molly mansion
party party party off the molly
fine ass strippers everywhere
big booty bitches in the molly mansion

[Verse 2]
geeked
get geeked
get geeked off the x
pop a bean then have sex
jects- projects
hell yeah i’m from the projects
but i don’t claim no set
but my gang still what i rep
can’t switch on the boys
my brothers

[Chorus]
we up in a mansion off of that molly
with some california girls
all they wanna do is party
calling up the plug
told him to bring the drugs
i smoke exotic and
you smoke boof pack

[Refrain]
party party party off the molly
turn my crib to a nightclub
welcome to the molly mansion
party party party off the molly
fine ass strippers everywhere
big booty bitches in the molly mansion

[Outro]
woo woo woo

molly mansion

[Intro]
this is the kind of music you smoke to
kickback relax and open your mind
tweakin’ off them pills
thirty
that ecstasy
i love drugs
like i don’t love my life
we’re geekin’ hard as fuck
uh
play that shit

[Chorus]
i’m finna serve ‘em narcotics
i keep the drugs on me
i walk with a QP
tweaking off them pills
at a rave
that ecstasy
swervin’ in the lamb truck
like i don’t love my life
high and paranoid as fuck
clutching my pole
i’m not ready to die
making plays in the urus
damn i really do this
ima emo thug
bitch we keep them slugs
i keep a glock with some nuts
i do rockstar shit
fucking on groupie hoes
fuck ‘em once
then kick ‘em out
bitch i gotta go

[Verse]
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
i had just hit the block
but i wasn’t serving them rocks
bitch i think i’m the ocks
get in the streets
get the addy
and keep a glock
nigga think he gon run off on me
chop you down like a barber
a little off the top
now your ass finna see
one two three
that’s all he seen
no face no case
i got a ski
i’m finna hit me a lick
he was talking tough
the last thing he seen was the blick

[Post-Chorus]
bitch i feel like tony montana
yeah i feel like scarface
i get to the bread anyway
yeah i’m swiping them cards aye
narcotics
i’m serving narcotics
i’m serving that base
put it up on the scale
hell yeah we moving that weight

[Bridge]
i ain’t ready to go
keep your head on a swivel
for the opps
kickin’ it with my hoes
feeling like i’m issei
i got too many yo
feel like naruto
damn these niggas my clones
i get high and my eyes get red
like a m’fucking sharingan

[Chorus]
i’m finna serve ‘em narcotics
i keep the drugs on me
i walk with a QP
tweaking off them pills
at a rave
that ecstasy
swervin’ in the lamb truck
like i don’t love my life
high and paranoid as fuck
clutching my pole
i’m not ready to die
making plays in the urus
damn i really do this
ima emo thug
bitch we keep them slugs
i keep a glock with some nuts
i do rockstar shit
fucking on groupie hoes
fuck ‘em once
then kick ‘em out
bitch i gotta go

[Verse 2]
let’s go
let’s go
let’s go
get to the money
get to the money
money money
money money
i just spent a hunnid bands
all on designer clothes
yeah i’m into fashion
need a bitch like misa amane
or nana osaki
yeah ima beat his ass like a puck
turn it into hockey
i ran it up on these niggas
the fuck do you think
i’m not sorry
i had to get off my ass
so i could get to that bag
feel like a minecraft character
stuffin’ my pockets full of racks

[Chorus]
i’m finna serve ‘em narcotics
i keep the drugs on me
i walk with a QP
tweaking off them pills
at a rave
that ecstasy
swervin’ in the lamb truck
like i don’t love my life
high and paranoid as fuck
clutching my pole
i’m not ready to die
making plays in the urus
damn i really do this
ima emo thug
bitch we keep them slugs
i keep a glock with some nuts
i do rockstar shit
fucking on groupie hoes
fuck ‘em once
then kick ‘em out
bitch i gotta go

[Outro]
gotta go

narcotics

[Intro]
oh my god you’re such a punk
but ima always focus on a check
i’m stepping on niggas necks
i keep my guard up
my heart what i protect
tryna live a rockstar life
up until i’m dead
off them percocets
them percocets

[Chorus]
get geeked with a bitch
we off them drugs
we having percosex
i need me a freaky lil bitch
need me a slut
who love to give that neck
but ima always focus on a check
i’m stepping on niggas necks
i keep my guard up
my heart what i protect
paranoid as hell
keep me a kel-tec
i’m off them xan bars nodding off
facing my death
tryna live a rockstar life
up until i’m dead
off them percocets
we having percosex

[Verse]
got a porn star bitch
and she sucking my dick
before i hit she let me take a flick
that lil bitch nasty
but she be acting classy
i’m bout to eat her out
chew her up like laffy taffy
but hold up
i’m bout to flow in this bitch
find a tempo then i go with it
i’m just talking my shit
from time to time i talk real shit
bitch i’m bout to go
go chase me some money
pouring up the lean
that shit upsets my stummy

[Bridge]
i’m bout to get me some green
so i can eat and put food in my tummy
i’m bout to stack up that green
so i can take care of my girl and mommy

[Chorus]
get geeked with a bitch
we off them drugs
we having percosex
i need me a freaky lil bitch
need me a slut
who love to give that neck
but ima always focus on a check
i’m stepping on niggas necks
i keep my guard up
my heart what i protect
paranoid as hell
keep me a kel-tec
i’m off them xan bars nodding off
facing my death
tryna live a rockstar life
up until i’m dead
off them percocets
we having percosex

[Interlude]
i keep my guard up
my heart what i protect
off them percocets
we having percosex

[Chorus]
get geeked with a bitch
we off them drugs
we having percosex
i need me a freaky lil bitch
need me a slut
who love to give that neck
but ima always focus on a check
i’m stepping on niggas necks
i keep my guard up
my heart what i protect

[Outro]
clutching on my pole
i’m on them xan bars nodding off
facing my death
tryna live a rockstar life
up until i’m dead
off them percocets
we having percosex

percosex

[Pre-Chorus]
just give me the keys
get the fuck away from me
i’m finna go on a drive and get high
come smoke the tree
this shit’s a dream
man it feel like dvd
i’m finna swerve in the urus
see if you survive with me

[Chorus]
swerve swerve
yeah i’m putting my foot on the gas
swervin goin too fast
swerve swerve
i’m high as fuck hope i don’t crash
living life too fast

[Verse]
mix two beans with the lean
it’s like a fever dream
i be paranoid as fuck
aye i’m keeping a glock with a beam
scheming on the money
aye i call it a money scheme
i get to the racks
i get to the racks
doing donuts speeding off
if twelve get on my ass
i don’t really gotta floss
i know y’all can see the contrast
damn i feel like a big boss
i feel just like rick ross
kissing you bitch
had her sucking on my dick
she suck me up like a tick

[Bridge]
driving in the lamb truck
driving in the lamb truck
driving in the lamb truck
dr-dr-driving in the lamb truck
driving in the lamb truck
driving in the lamb truck
driving in the lamb truck
dr-dr-driving in the lamb truck

[Pre-Chorus]
just give me the keys
get the fuck away from me
i’m finna go on a drive and get high
come smoke the tree
this shit’s a dream
man it feel like dvd
i’m finna swerve in the urus
see if you survive with me

[Pre-Chorus]
just give me the keys
get the fuck away from me
i’m finna go on a drive and get high
come smoke the tree
this shit’s a dream
man it feel like dvd
i’m finna swerve in the urus
see if you survive with me

[Chorus]
swerve swerve
yeah i’m putting my foot on the gas
swervin goin too fast
swerve swerve
i’m high as fuck hope i don’t crash
living life too fast



urus

here’s a lil gift for you grandma. 
i love you! </3

[Intro] 
i got money 
but i can’t stop crying
fuck a job 
niggas gettin’ robbed 
they dying 
grandma i miss you 
now im always crying 
but ima keep grinding 

[Chorus] 
fuck a 9 to 5 
it’s a waste of time 
i’m young and in my prime 
i can’t get off my grind 
my peoples counting on me 
i gotta feed my slimes 
grandma i been lonely 
i can’t stop my crying 
if a nigga make me mad 
then he dying 
i really don’t give a fuck 
if i go to hell 
or if i’m flying 
ima emo trapstar 
ima emo thug 
i got the swag of a rockstar 
hit your ass with the slugs 

[Verse] 
ima get it by any means 
bitch you finna get jugged 
let a bad bitch roll up my weed 
don’t lace up my drugs 
she say she in love 
she high as fuck 
she laced up the tree 
with the angel dust 
when i’m on the block 
i be clutching my glock 
even though i don’t got no opps 
but then again maybe i do 
these niggas will hate on you 
but i ain’t a pussy 
ima turn your brain to stew 
two bad bitches 
fucking one right in the stu’ 
fuck em both in my coupe

[Chorus] 
fuck a 9 to 5 
it’s a waste of time 
i’m young and in my prime 
i can’t get off my grind 
my peoples counting on me 
i gotta feed my slimes 
grandma i been lonely 
i can’t stop my crying 
if a nigga make me mad 
then he dying 
i really don’t give a fuck 
if i go to hell 
or if i’m flying 
ima emo trapstar 
ima emo thug 
i got the swag of a rockstar 
hit your ass with the slugs 

[Interlude] 
smoking on that dope 
i’m high as fuck 
i turn to a druggie 
cause the drugs 
they show me love 
i don’t love nobody 
only money clothes and drugs 
i like to put that shit on 
i be high and fly as fuck 

[Bridge] 
trippin’ off them shrooms 
i told you i’m off them drugs 
i’m so fucking broken 
goddamn i need a hug 
when they fill my brain with bullshit 
i fill my lungs with ganja 
just know i’m coming with a full clip 
we finna light they block up 
pussy back the fuck up 

[Chorus] 
fuck a 9 to 5 
it’s a waste of time 
i’m young and in my prime 
i can’t get off my grind 
my peoples counting on me 
i gotta feed my slimes 
grandma i been lonely 
i can’t stop my crying 
if a nigga make me mad 
then he dying 
i really don’t give a fuck 
if i go to hell 
or if i’m flying 
ima emo trapstar 
ima emo thug 
i got the swag of a rockstar 
hit your ass with the slugs

crying

Welcome to the Flyzone — euphoric trap in its calmest form.
Chill, dreamy, and floating at 130 BPM in A major.

Produced by sleevemadeitslap
Vibes & energy: all original.
Artwork: Lotte Van Duyse

Let me know what you feel when you hear this.
DM for collabs or use: sleevemadeitslap@gmail.com

Flyzone - SleeveMadeItSlap

Don't Got No Time

If it moves you, keep it close. Or pass it on quietly… like a secret between dancers, lovers, or late-night heads.

🚨 DM for collabs, visuals, or live sets. Reposts appreciated.
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Darlin

Stay Away From Bathsalts

If it moves you, keep it close. Or pass it on quietly… like a secret between dancers, lovers, or late-night heads.

🚨 DM for collabs, visuals, or live sets. Reposts appreciated.
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3-MMC

“Tomorrow’s The King” is a cinematic, euphoric trap-rap anthem that flips the coin of destiny. Over thunderous 808s and haunting piano lines, the track captures the tension between fear and triumph—each verse a question mark, each chorus a rallying cry. Fans of Travis Scott, Metro Boomin, and Future will vibe with its midnight-to-sunrise energy and mantra-like hook. From shadowy introspection to a triumphant F-major lift in Verse 3, it’s a sonic journey built for late-night drives, gym grind sessions, and viral moments on TikTok or Instagram Reels.

TOMORROW'S THE KING

All of my latest music is on..
https://unitedmasters.com/a/mbaileyz

Immersive soundscapes that blend trap, hip-hop, electronic, and experimental genres. Fuses cultural commentary with unforgettable rhythm.

mBaileyz

to living like movie stars, 
partying like rockstars, and fucking 
like pornstars.

Producing with no creative ceiling. From distorted trap and Memphis grit to reggaeton grooves, club nostalgia, spacey soundscapes and heavenly melodies — versatility is the mission.

🎛️ Built in FL Studio.

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