tdw:
i sat by the window
thinking about you
that was when i was fifteen
still feels like 2 damn weeks ago
and oooh
i still can't get you out of my head
cinnamon and tire swings
before my thoughts were tiring
as a kid, life was so inspiring
now my brain is turning against me
but i still cant get you out of my head

111robloxdude:
oooh
it was so quiet 'til you sent me that text
nooo
the butterflies were flyin'
while i was driftin' to bed
and now i stay awake
your face is burned into my iris
and all i write is you
it feels like nothing is brand new
i can't help it

can't get you out of my head w/ 111robloxdude (Nowhere Valley)

prod/mix starflye

lyrics:
im gettin bread from the second i land
these pussies cant touch me, u best think again
like why is he hatin, he really a fan
he beefin on twitter, like please get ur mans
i got the eyes on me
pull up in that bentley truck, we five deep
wait, why is he talkin to me
to get back here u need vip
wait, that boy is a dic
pull up with the k and we finna erase
fast car, nascar, we finna race em
jakes pullin up then we go on a chase son
no im not talkin no state farm
aim at his head he get hit with the arp
yeah. i just bought me a beam imma keep it a bean
peel off the lot like we switchin the scene
wrap up his body like you never seen
3 to his head u would never believe
blunt got me silly, no tisakorean
eyes hella glazed, u know my eyes be gleamin

break down the wood then we roll it up
then we get stuck
me and my brothers we runnin in
know that we up

killin the beat, put it under me
hands up, sticks up, know this a robbery
bullets gon fry up his chicken, no jollibee
yeah this shit is rigged for my boys like a claw machine
get me on the mic for an hour u get quality
yeah these boys my sons how they all wanna crawl to me
mansion on my wrist, spent a milli on a ap
that was on a weekday, cop a rolex on the weekend
g43 make his ass hit falsetto like the weeknd
like boy why u tweakin

oh, oh
baby can u replay it, replay it
oh, oh
freezeframe, freezeframe, freezeframe
oh, oh
baby can u replay it, replay it
oh, oh
freezeframe, freezeframe, freezeframe

freezeframe (starflye~☆)

i just got another bag yeah
countin up the cash yeah
wallet gettin fat yeah
u know nothin ‘bout that yeah
puttin’ a bag on his head
we gon’ send him those shots like a hat trick
i got my brother lil chasey with me
we like spongebob and mufuckin’ patrick

yeah
i got a bentley bentayga my wrist
i gotta bentley bentayga my bitch
countin’ that
stackin’ that
gettin’ that bread
i cannot fuck with these lames 
they all feds
im finna spin ‘em again
we finna spin for that bread
u best not fuck with lil chasey
u know that he put a war machine on ur head
i got a glock in my lap
know that u dont wanna go tit for tat
hundred million in cash
know that u never seen that big a bag
i only live for the cash
so u know that i gotta do whatever to get a rack
i got that cartier up on my wrist
and i got them true religions up on my ass
lil bitch okay

i just got another bag yeah
countin up the cash yeah
wallet gettin fat yeah
u know nothin ‘bout that yeah
puttin’ a bag on his head
we gon’ send him those shots like a hat trick
i got my brother lil chasey with me
we like spongebob and mufuckin’ patrick

xochase:
watchin’ ‘em talk all that shit on my name
its really been sad shit
my lil brother a loose ass cannon
pull up on u and u know he get spastic
damn near just lost my license
hop in the whip and i muhfuckin’ crashed it
pointin’ and laughin’ but that shit aint funny
what happened to him it was tragic
i didnt know
that u would just come and go
and i just cant wait to see
u and ur friend on the low
make my cup bleed
(bleed bleed)
make my cup bleed
got me slow
(bleed bleed)

i just got another bag yeah
countin up the cash yeah
wallet gettin fat yeah
u know nothin ‘bout that yeah
puttin’ a bag on his head
we gon’ send him those shots like a hat trick
i got my brother lil chasey with me
we like spongebob and mufuckin’ patrick

hat trick w/ chasey (33nimb)

i got some trauma with me
i got some demons i keep by my side
so u best keep that in mind when u rollin with me
imma blam it if i see his eyes
throw it back baby
run it back maybe
i been drinkin so damn much cuz i been compensatin’

for a broken heart
how the fuck do i start
know i shouldve been cautious
drugs got me im noddin’
thinkin’ about you often
i know that they keep plottin’
pussy boy i might drop him
quit all the damn talkin
twitter fingers i knock him
down
we finna spin it around
im finna fuck up the town
i cannot fuck with these clown
you smokin on reggie im blowin down packs of the loud
who the fuck is this boy get the fuck out my crowd
haunt a bitch boy like my name was ben drowned
bitch im a queen but i need me a crown

i got some trauma with me
i got some demons i keep by my side
so u best keep that in mind when u rollin with me
imma blam it if i see his eyes
throw it back baby
run it back maybe
i been drinkin so damn much cuz i been compensatin’

grayscale:
i am not one for the compensating
i despise all these bitches who got no paper
if im lying then burn up like all of my cash
you fucking a fake so im hounding yo ass
i am not your friend baby
you couldn’t even get ten baby
i only want runners who stuffing it crazy
im all in her mouth like a cavity
bitch why the fuck is you mad at me?
put clothes on yo body you never pronounce
rick owens shoes costing more than your house
its over
its over
versace linens you best use a coaster
they always say gray you doing the most
and im not offended i dont mean to boast
tts very unlikely
you ever see more than grand in a day lil bitch
and that’s just the way that it is lil bitch
and that’s just the way that it is

cautious w/ grayscale (phantom plugg, fukk2beatz)

wake up pour the muddy
im a dummy i go back to sleep
buddy got that drummy
shit not funny, hit above the teeth
damn my nose is runny
all these blunts fuckin up how i breathe
homies like its sunny
we in philly boolin til the eve
i been all alone
all my friends online i only see em thru the phone
i cant fuckin stand it my mind broken im a joke
ecstasy and hennessy to give a bit of hope
but ive been runnin low

fuck round go ghost
tell my demons fuckin blow me
drugs made my brain toast
and these 40s turn him swiss cheese
pistol on me blick him
never leave a witness
man he just on bullshit
and he broke im sickened
talk down on my team
oh no no no boy you didnt
we gon hit his head
like goddamn he shouldve listened
do it right in front his mans
they all stupid homer simpson
popped an x and a 30 now i 

wake up wake up muddy
im a dummy i go back to sleep
buddy got that drummy
shit not funny, hit above the teeth
damn my nose is runny
all these blunts fuckin up how i breathe
homies like its sunny
we in philly boolin til the eve
i been all alone
all my friends online i only see em thru the phone
i cant fuckin stand it my mind broken im a joke
ecstasy and hennessy to give a bit of hope
but ive been runnin low

chasey:
i can see u when i sleep (sleep sleep)
i can see u when i uh (hit a teeth teeth)
i cant see u in my life any- (breathe breathe)
i can see u when i uh (booli- boolin- eve)
heads down eyes closed i been gone
ten down tear down all my walls
havent felt love been sad on my ‘lone
hit above the teeth hit above the dome
i aint know that u felt similar
i just want u to let me in ur perimeter
see how fast man the time goes
i know its been a year but it aint feel like that long

tdw:
wake up pour the muddy
im a dummy i go sleep sleep
buddy got that drummy
shit not funny, hit a teeth teeth
damn my nose is runny
all these blunts fuckin up breathe breathe
homies like its sunny
we in philly boolin- boolin- eve

hit above the teeth w/ chasey (argyle)

dont need no dot on my pistol
i hit every shot, theres no need to retarget
if i miss his head its still hittin his neck
so it kill him regardless
n i got a choppa that sound like it scream
wait no that was an opp hit
bro call me salad fingers with the green
way its lining my pockets

i keep that dirty thirty on me
i spin his block i let them bullets free
feelin like i could just buy anything
he talkin crazy then get in the ring
n im seein drugs when i pee
seein drugs when i sleep
its a problem, addiction
if i take a bullet add it with his face
well its simple addition x2

chase:
(from da 6ix man)
save all the rest yeah 
we in the sunset, i know
got too many problems
u know that i cant save that ho
aint nowhere safe
i dont even know like where to go
cant fall for no bait
u know i switch up on that ho
we leave him frozen
ice on my neck real cold
u makin no sense
got power like ten-tails ho 10k 
we aint do it for no less
yeah that drum mag it gon hit u huh
it gon hit u huh
i got shooters yeah they ridin with me they gon hit yo shit
i got 10k drum mags magazines fuckin out yo bitch
iced out bitch toxic how the fuck did chasey get this rich
about the mob shit
about the mob shit oh

i keep that dirty thirty on me
i spin his block i let them bullets free
feelin like i could just buy anything
he talkin crazy then get in the ring
n im seein drugs when i pee
seein drugs when i sleep
its a problem, addiction
if i take a bullet add it with his face
well its simple addition x2

fly from the p to the a to the d with my profits
my wallet big u a little fish darwin
im smokin ps u buy eighths not in common
movin away got a house with my commas
knock that boy down n spit on him no llama
save it dont care bout ur mfkn drama
pussy boy i might just be ur new papa
spinnin in raris, dont drive no damn honda

dirty thirty w/ chasey (rav3n)

ooh hoo
got some screws loose
boo hoo
we wet up his whole crew
ooh hoo
he had no clue 
boo hoo
we make sure he go poof

big head boy we gon bop him back like anpanman
why yo wallet teeny? you dont feed it like a middle son
piss up on his grave then we hit the fuckin chacha man
we leave him sloppy then we hit the fuckin zaza man
up
bottles full of bub im gettin mufuckin drunk
please dont bring that fuck shit in the god damn club
speed off you would think i'm on the god damn 
run up trigger finger heavy im a god damn nut

pull up on that boy and we not playin cuz he talk, mcgruff
money on ur honey in the humvee she a brand new slut
funny how he bummy but he talkin like his wallet bust
put it out in laymans we gon spray him if he call our bluff
run up on that pussy boy and get to spazzin
click click click out that m1911
got him on his knees like he prayin to a reverend
sip sip sip boy we leanin aint no bourbon

ooh hoo
got some screws loose
boo hoo
we wet up his whole crew
ooh hoo
he had no clue
boo hoo
we make sure he go poof

big head boy we gon bop him back like anpanman
why yo wallet teeny? you dont feed it like a middle son
piss up on his grave then we hit the fuckin chacha man
we leave him sloppy then we hit the fuckin zaza man
up
bottles full of molly gettin mufuckin stuck
let this fucker pop take his brain he a dunce
speed off you would think i'm on the god damn
run up trigger finger heavy im a god damn nut

chasey:
he stupid as fuck
hangin with td u know that we runnin it up
femboy lambo bitch 
u know im whippin that shit when im drunk
guns akimbo bitch
im whippin 2 guns im whippin 2 guns
im whippin this bitch im whippin his son
im whippin this bitch
i been up for like too damn long
trappin too hard need 2 damn phones
look too hard imma turn u to stone
look too hard i might fuck ur girl
im tired of makin em cry
im tired of makin em go
bitch aint u seen the light
bitch aint u seen a ghost

ooh hoo
got some screws loose
boo hoo
we wet up his whole crew
ooh hoo
he had no clue
boo hoo
we make sure he go poof

big head boy we gon bop him back like anpanman
why yo wallet teeny? you dont feed it like a middle son
piss up on his grave then we hit the fuckin chacha man
we leave him sloppy then we hit the fuckin zaza man
up
pourin all that muddy in my cup
that boy he a bum put the money in the cup
speed off you would think i'm on the god damn
run up trigger finger heavy im a god damn nut

screws loose w/ chasey (rav3n, 8t33n)

dropping on a lil tape next month for my bday

(pour that fuckin red then we paint the town
we gon pack him up smoke him right now)

its the rat packin bag gettin bastard back for mo’
creative brought the woods so i brought thought that fuckin dro
boy we gettin money but u been heard that before
if he talkin down on us then we stomp that pussys throat

huh huh knock him down
pour that fuckin red then we paint the town
this shit could get ugly cuz that boy loud
we gon pack him up smoke him right now
ha ha run & gunnin
hit that boy we stunned him
bank on somethin else
boy see dots no commas
blue bills in my wallet
this shit barely foldin
damn i made a killin
paystub aint a fuckin joke

its the rat packin bag gettin bastard back for mo’
creative brought the woods so i brought thought that fuckin dro
boy we gettin money but u been heard that before
if he talkin down on us then we stomp that pussys throat

creative:
yeah yea
yea
we put that up like apostrophe
hard to believe that honestly
i seen that comin for a while optometry
yea
its gon be what its gotta be
huh woah
knock him down im clumsy
he aint never laugh to the bank it aint funny
i want the green want the gumby
dont get me paid, i dont think that its for me
been made it stretch, bungee
sucks for u aint it so unlucky
quick to switch how you call him ur buddy?
if he feelin froggy hop bunny ha

its the rat packin bag gettin bastard back for mo’
creative brought the woods so i brought thought that fuckin dro
boy we gettin money but u been heard that before
if he talkin down on us then we stomp that pussys throat

knock him down w/ imnotvrycreative (wuski)

we gon hit his head grab his bread
pussy bagged up
that boy fuckin stupid he a loser
now he that blunt
my name goin, uh, u should know it
bitch im that cunt
milli in the bank, tons of funds
pull it out n stunt x2

pussy start yappin, mrow mrow, he not no big dog
bullets hit his feet n make him dance like he on tiktok
diamonds fuckin bustin out the bezel of my new watch
that boy started runnin so we peeled out n he got dropped
mr mackey big head boy, this k gon blast off
that roach need exterminated i think we should call bob
that boy he a dummy he gon end up gettin cheddar bob’ed
dumb dickless doofus gonna need to eat a panadol
tryna get backstage, he a randy like he stans dad
he was tryna fuck me over pussy thats a bad plan
imma fuckin kill ya if them rocks dont, we pop back
we gon get the money steal yo honey bitch im like that

we gon hit his head grab his bread
pussy bagged up
that boy fuckin stupid he a loser
now he that blunt
my name goin, uh, u should know it
bitch im that cunt
milli in the bank, tons of funds
pull it out n stunt x2

bugs be gone (rav3n)

been like five nights
tryna get my mind right
bonnie pint, light
slit my throat say goodnight
send his brain fafa far
glocky with a radar
harharharhar
get spooky in this damn bar

i got one love
all these hoes ive had enough
sip that damn tuss
til my body half numb
baby these real drugs
he been smokin fetty, bum
are we real tho
will u be here tomorrow
or will u not
talk down on the family we let this ah pop
blamma to his ear we hit his brain reset his clock
buddy said he dont believe me send back thirty shots

one love
had enough
with a radar
he half numb
slit my throat say goodnight
tryna get my mind right

been like five nights
tryna get my mind right
bonnie pint, light
slit my throat say goodnight
send his brain fafa far
glocky with a radar
harharharhar
get spooky in this damn bar
been like five nights
tryna get my mind right
bonnie pint, light
slit my throat say goodnight
send his brain fafa far
glocky with a radar
harharharhar
get spooky in this damn bar



five nights (kenzee)

aye like what the fu-
fu-
fu-u-u-u-u-u-u
aye like what the fuck
ayeayeayeayeayeaye
aye like what the fuck
fu-u-u-u-u-u-u

aye like what the fuck
thought i needed love
dont need ur attention
hit em in the guts
point blank
viewer discretion
lead fuck up ur tummy
i hope dummy learned his lesson
damn he didnt die
i think god gave him a blessing

he say
she say
i cant fw hearsay
i cant fw fakes either
pussyboy go that way
snakes in the grass but we dug em up
all these lames get attached i cant fw them
all these blunts that i ash got me flyin up
223s hit that boy turn him to a dove
pussy talkin crazy i cant smoke w ya
that boy fuckin stupid left that boy in the dust

aye like what the fu-
fu-
fu-u-u-u-u-u-u
aye like what the fuck
ayeayeayeayeayeaye
aye like what the fuck
fu-u-u-u-u-u-u

aye like what the fuck
thought i needed love
dont need ur attention
hit em in the guts
point blank
viewer discretion
lead fuck up ur tummy
i hope dummy learned his lesson
damn he didnt die
i think god gave him a blessing

wtf (typhelicia)

nanana booboo
make him disappear these bullets rippin right thru u
glocky in my pocket lookin like i pop a bluchew
nardwuar choppa man this shit sound like dootloot
im past a couple screws loose

said wed run him back
damn his hairline ran too fast
got my pistol packed
jimmy neutron boutta blast
damn his wallet starvin marvin
mine on mimsy extra fat
we gon pop his top off
he a talker boy he love to yap
nah im rly mad
fuck it we gon switch the flow up
use that boy to mop the floor up
of his blood after we pop him 
pussy boy im boutta blow up
got a show im boutta turn up
got a problem drop the lo uh
see them bullets extra close up

nanana booboo
make him disappear these bullets rippin right thru u
glocky in my pocket lookin like i pop a bluchew
nardwuar choppa man this shit sound like dootloot
im past a couple screws loose x2

mimsy (rav3n)

yea
fuck that 
roll another blunt up in this bitch
yea
yea
we gon run up 
hit some heads in this bitch

sippin the purp got it stainin my teeth
we hit his block n we stainin the ‘crete
i got my shawty with me
got my molly, my piece
know we ballin ts not discrete
cookin the white like im walter oh geez
puffin a fat ass blunt of og
we put a yapper to sleep
rollin down in the deep
pussy boy better watch where u creep x2

we gon pop it like rambo
u could get scammed ho
i got all this money
ill get him blown down like indoor
cock that bitch n blam bro
give a fuck bout cams go
hit his head we masters of this dance
this not no tango

i fuck up the club then im hittin my dance
hunnid lil bands just to hold up my pants
spent the same shit on my pinky
that boy some popeyes cuz that boy chicken
three shots hit his back these not no cramps
hit his head knock it off no dandruff
pop them bottles know im booted up
lead rip thru him tear that boy up
we gon fuck up his life til that boy livin down in the dumps
chops out for a pussy boy but we make it look like he khs bruh
talk shit get hit with these bullets boy we leave him stuck
he cant call for help we hit his throat so we know that boy fucked

sippin the purp got it stainin my teeth
we hit his block n we stainin the ‘crete
i got my shawty with me
got my molly, my piece
know we ballin ts not discrete
cookin the white like im walter oh geez
puffin a fat ass blunt of og
we put a yapper to sleep
rollin down in the deep
pussy boy better watch where u creep x2

we gon pop it like rambo
u could get scammed ho
i got all this money
ill get him blown down like indoor
cock that bitch n blam bro
give a fuck bout cams go
hit his head we masters of this dance
this not no tango

rambo (rav3n)

i miss uuuu

little bit of purp it got me feelin right
backwoods ash adam sandler white
couple shots of henny take his brain tonight
sip sip sippin on that codeine without the sprite oh yea
rip his buddy up just like some paper
bullets hit that boy like a stone cold stunner
he missed every shot yellin damn thats a bummer
then lil chasey drop that boy thats my brother zeke and luther

lighters up for my lost ones
got their souls all up in my cup
sippin purp all these blunts im finna burn
takin drugs up to the face til im layin up in the dirt
well we live and learn
bullets make him squirm
talkin on the family all he finna do is feed the worms
cuz this choppa squirt
this is not no burst
switch up on the glocky man his brain is finna hit the curb

we gon hit his back
gang all kenny man
when he pulled up n i popped out that lil fucker ran
i want rubber bands
wanna make em dance
choppa hit him in the face now that fucker banned

little bit of purp it got me feelin right
backwoods ash adam sandler white
couple shots of henny take his brain tonight
sip sip sippin on that codeine without the sprite oh yea
rip his buddy up just like some paper
bullets hit that boy like a stone cold stunner
he missed every shot yellin damn thats a bummer
then lil chasey drop that boy thats my brother zeke and luther

tdw

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