Chase * kkoreaxo

Sister #2
#2k #overstimulated
Lyrics:
Ngga what you want, I got more than runtz
Ngga what you want, I got more than guns
Come on I'ma show you, Come on I'ma show you how it’s fcking done
Twin hoes, got 4 knocks, step sht sound like gunshots
Whip fast, doin’ donuts, shawty said it thump
Shawty said it—ngga, are you dumb?
He ain't bout no motion, boy move like a bum

Chrome heart, not love, don’t move off trust
He was talking hella hot, now he moving all hushed
Still popped out—no post, no tag
Twin sticks tucked like a drumline bag
4 doors tinted, I ain't trynna brag
Opps got quiet when I came through tapped

Ain’t no dance, but the whole block clapped
Heard he tryna step? Better lace those raps
‘Cause my kicks hit back—like a drum, got kickback
Big stepper, no rehearsin’ this
Glove on tuck, no fingerprints
Swear I move like I’m heaven sent
But I might slide—I got a Gen 5
My nggas stay high, tight like a beehive
Yo btch she giving me honey

Ngga what you want, I got more than runtz
Ngga what you want, I got more than guns
Come on I'ma show you, Come on I'ma show you how it’s fcking done
Twin hoes, got 4 knocks, step sht sound like gunshots
Whip fast, doin’ donuts, shawty said it thump
Shawty said it—ngga, are you dumb?
He ain't bout no motion, boy move like a bum

Chrome heart, not love, don’t move off trust
He was talking hella hot, now he moving all hushed
Still popped out—no post, no tag 
what the fck hoe

Cuts (Prod Me)

levalarie - nun changed produced by miles yoko

nun changed prod miles yoko

Bleed (wayza)

Ruin Our Lives w/ xojordo

(prod 10rxckz symelz)
Lyrics:
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong, am I good enough
Am I good enough, am I good enough, this pain I need drugs
Heart too cold but my wrist on froze, hop in a coupe no ceiling
She wanna vibe off feelin', bankroll stack to the ceiling
Cut her off quick no feeling? I been off wave no stopping
Plug pack loud its knocking, big body G.L.E get this sh*t rocking
Oh, I need you, I was yours, no question, I thought that our love would never die
Should've listened to my bro, told me to leave her alone
Now I'm stuck counting all these notes, pain in my chest but its froze
Hannah Montana no posing, this feeling its poising, I'm in my head finna off it
Damn should've took precautions 
I don't need, your love no more, I can't sleep so I lie to my self
Cut my heart to portions, damn I adore you, but I foresaw this
"Lets be honest", Oh
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong

proportions of my heart ♱ (symelz)

she just like me (neonmaid)

prod martonxzy
insta: @Derricksxowha
prod ig: @Martonxzy

i killed all your enemies prod martonxzy + flowzy

prod.@riveo
Lyrics:
Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (later)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

What I’m gonna do (what I’m gonna do)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Before I move, before I die
You was the one
I loved you, why you had to leave me
I feel worthless

Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (later)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

I’m lost, had to take a break, it’s a lot
Kinda forgot how to heal, how tf I’ma stay clear
Kyn told me get my “mind right”
How do I feel? I do not fear
You, you, you, you, youuu

Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (man, oh)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
You, you, you, you, youuu

Between You & I ♱ prod.riveo

Lyrics: 

Ran up a check on the wrong one,
I’m of a 10 say she want one,
Go to the bank get more sum,
Pul out the – Pul out the chrome one,
I got a cold one, I got a warrant—

Scratchin my name off the paper,
Judge in my ear, I can’t taper,
Voices distort in the fader,
Dreams in the mud, turn vapor,
Still got the cash in the layer,
Run it up, run it up, life ain’t fair.

Blood on my jeans, I don’t wipe off,
Spill in the sink, turn the lights off,
Voices keep screamin, I pipe up,
Drip in the red, no typo, no typo,
Your hoe look bad, she my hoe now,
That hoe get you back doored,
You left in the rain by the trap door.

Blood on the cash it’s a sad score,
Stains on the floor they can’t scrub more,
Nut on her face, say she want it,
Nggas be going real dummy, retarted.

Demons keep knockin I cracked doors,
I do not fuck wit crack whores,
But I like animal crackers,
Invite me over ima crack her.

Teeth in the cup, I been sippin on rust,
Knife in the cut, leave it dipped in the dust,
Shadows been laughin, they whisper they trust,
Blood on my laces, it’s sticky, it’s crust,
Voices been chantin, they tell me I must.

Hush hush hush,
Voices in my head, they rush,
Blood on the blade, no blush,
Stay in the dark, don’t trust,
Back of the room go crush.

Orange soda, Crush,
Blood on my tongue, it’s lush,
Rack in the bag, don’t touch,
Silence the crowd, no fuss.

Ran up a check on the wrong one,
I’m of a 10 say she want one,
Go to the bank get more sum,
Pul out the – Pul out the chrome one,
I got a cold one, I got a warrant—

Scratchin my name off the paper,
Judge in my ear, I can’t taper,
Voices distort in the fader,
Dreams in the mud, turn vapor,
Still got the cash in the layer,
Run it up, run it up, life ain’t fair.

Blood on my jeans, I don’t wipe off,
Spill in the sink, turn the lights off,
Voices keep screamin, I pipe up,
Drip in the red, no typo, no typo,
Your hoe look bad, she my hoe now,
That hoe get you back doored,
You left in the rain by the trap door.

Blood on the cash it’s a sad score,
Stains on the floor they can’t scrub more,
Nut on her face, say she want it,
Nggas be going real dummy, retarted.

Demons keep knockin I cracked doors,
I do not fuck wit crack whores,
But I like animal crackers,
Invite me over ima crack her.

Teeth in the cup, I been sippin on rust,
Knife in the cut, leave it dipped in the dust,
Shadows been laughin, they whisper they trust,
Blood on my laces, it’s sticky, it’s crust.

[2k* tag]
I-I-I-I-I love you 2k

Rust Soda ♱  (prod.me)

Lyrics:
This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out, fake flex boy get packed out,
He a crash out, he get blew out

Run it up fast, I’m in motion
Big stick tuck, it’s devotion, oh yea she wet than a ocean,
my nggas steady pouring up potion

Counting up racks, no slow down,
VV’s hittin’ when I step out,
Opp boy talk, he get left out,
In the cut deep, bring the TEC out.

In the cut bring the Tec out, yo bitch—yo bitch she a slut now,
whole—whole gang finna cash out, for racks ima pop out,
big body gle swearing, run up on nggas they nervous,
drive by shooting that ngga service, hollows tips hit him right in his stomach,
bitch I’m fucking up her cervix,

like Fortnite they running, like Fortnite they jumping,
send them nggas to the lobby’s

This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out

This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out
fake flex boy get packed out, He a crash out, he get blew out

Run it up fast, I’m in motion
this is yo fault this is yo fault

[2k* tag]
I-I-I-I-I love you 2k

This Is Your Fault ♱  (prod.me)

I prod 2 (Kycc)
17 yrs old #2k*
fka yukyii2k*

Chase * kkoreaxo

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