BUSS BUSS W/ Blxckie [Prod. by Herc Cut The Lights]

Keep yo head up (xenbrixx)

J Molley - Laced (prod Acid)

Its a new season with some new stuff , its the summer & Treehouse just came out of slumber bruh , this is a remix by Acid of Treehouse Worldwide's  latest addition to the family (Gator) this remix is a taste of Acid's new sonic & artistic adventure and a young ting of whats to come from Gator , Gator brings a new sound twist to Treehouse with some moshpit hooks and adds more energy to the family's sound , Welcome cousin. 

Gator & Acid - Grow Up (Remix)

Send nudes. 

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Patrickxxlee-phonerotica-lyrics

© ARTIS.

Phonerotica

Phonerotica - PatricKxxLee feat. J Molley

Phony (feat. Denimadic) Produced by Melancholy

[Intro]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Hook]
Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Willy Cardiac: Intro]

Yea I smoke 
Yea I got too many hoes
Niggas acting crazy 
I might just pull up and get on rogue 
Get on go
I’m on my coat 
I got fendi I got rosé
I got all the shit t these niggas flex about 
but they don’t own ey

[Willy Cardiac: Verse]

Give me a set
I might test it
Got to many foes on my phone
They tryna test
Clone me 
Calling your girl
I might smash it
Got too many hoes at my home
I might pass it ey

Pull up crazy
I got 80 000
On my line 
And I’m high as bitch ey

Alcoholic 
When I sip on henny 
Man I don’t give a fuck about shit

2 glocks
Nigga get gunned down 
2 many calls on my line
I might sign out
Got like 83 now
Vivian west
Got like 2 hawks
Give me your best 
Supreme nigga 
You ain’t getting no rest 
I ain’t got to pay a hoe
For my Vivian west

Got like 2 glocks
2 glocks
Nigga you gone die
You been talking shit 
Get gunned down

(Breath x2)

[Hook]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[The Big Hash: Verse]
Told that bitch she stand no chance of hopping on my cock,
Every party I show up at I get unlimited stock,
Let a thottie give me head
I never let her know my thoughts,
Shit gets crazy when she tells her friends I’m beating on her box.
Boys on the block,
Man, I’m hardly asleep when I’m bumping your music, I’m barely awake.
I call my dick a Lil Uzi, that pussy I punish,
Ain’t cum yet, Eternal Atake,
Play with that bitch like a flute and a basket,
I’m well aware people treat her like a snake,
Ain’t cook in the kitchen, ain’t cleaning them dishes, I just want dessert, boy I came for my cake. 
Yuh.

Young and getting rich, 
give no fucks about a bitch,
Got three stripes up on my pants,
Put my dick on her two lips.
Barely party at The Sands,
I make alternative plans,
Take the anger to the pits,
Horny hoes just wanna dance.
Talk bout the way that I feel on a beat,
I got hittas if you wanna come to my spot,
She got no teeth when suck on my meat,
Funny when she go low, 
she still giving me top,
Don’t send naked pics on my phone,
I delete ‘em,
My girl like to peek a lot,
It gotta stop,
I keep complaining bout drama but fuck it,
Enjoying myself when I’m stirring the pot.
Lick it off her like jelly tots
Maybe do it in a parking lot,
I don’t give two fucks, 
Leave purple spots,
Shawty get too lit,
While I drink my water,
She take three more shots.
Smoking gas as loud like smelly socks,
Get her in a trance,
Cue my music, she give up her twat.

[The Big Hash: Outro]
If you hating, suck my dick,
Showing love, come take a pick,
Hoes think I’m a pompous prick,
Coz I won’t give them my stick,
I wear stripes, I don’t rock ticks,
Ain’t tell no lie, just check my kicks,

MANIAC LULLABY ft. THE BIG HASH (prod. CXCAINE)

Spaceships feat. @lethabo_acid
© ARTIS 2019

LYRICS 
[Bridge: PatricKxxLee]
Still popping thrills having fun from the shadows
Still don’t want to talk, I don’t want to say hello 

Lone star free from my misery
I won’t let you fuck with my energy 

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded 

[Verse 1: PatricKxxLee]
That’s more life yeah 
I got contacts if you fucking with my sight, bitch 
I been moving, I been zooming, serving pipe yeah 
Niggas tryna catch me, it might take a light year 
Take a life yeah, for my blooder I will grab a fucking knife yeah 
I been ready, I been fighting my whole life yeah 
I been steady, I been getting out my nightmares 

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded 



[Verse 2: Lethabo Acid]
She so lit she bodybagged
Tell her I don’t want her back 
Still love me she sing my tracks 
Juggin all night yeah I’m wasted 
Wash out memories yeah I’m faded 
Please don’t play these games they get so dangerous 
I don’t need that energy fucking fake shit 
You say you love me but you’re a fake bitch 
No no I don’t wanna hear none of it 
It was never love, I could tell 
It was paradise just in hell 
Driving fast drinking slow 
Tryna end it all 
Hit the rock all night 
Baby here we roll 

Waking up memories 
I don’t need that energy 
Tryna our an end to me 
You’re so dead to me

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded