pop rocks by confetti

LYRICS

i done seen everything
im done seeing your face
infinity, maybe less
insanity, i cant relate

yeah shooting they block, tell em in advance
yeah, ghostin the m's, cant fuck with a fan
nah. pick up the rocks, let em kick it then
yeah, we in the club, now we in a trance

i need my fitting yeah yeah
new jeans, they flared out
yeah new scene, i dont get enough
i just want some more
i just want some more

yeah shooting they block, tell em in advance
yeah, ghostin the m's, cant fuck with a fan
nah. pick up the rocks, let em kick it then
yeah, we in the club, now we in a trance

up, its up, in the city
yeah, bitch going hard getting litty
sharp, sharp, getting litty
turn the bass and the treble up, litty
its up, in the city
turn the mid and the treble up, litty
fifty- fifty decibels, cant hear it
turn the bass and the treble up
up, its up, in the city
yeah, bitch going hard getting litty
sharp, sharp, getting litty
turn the bass and the treble up, litty
its up, in the city
turn the mid and the treble up, litty
fifty- fifty decibels, cant hear it
turn the bass and the treble up

up, in the city
yeah, shit getting lit for a minute
bad hoe said she wanna hit it
yeah- hit from the back- n' don't finish
cyaan run from the batty im winnin
yeah, i got the machine im itchin'
yeah, grab all the bros 4 the business
yeah, grab all the bros 4 the business

like woah
fall straight to the floor
fall straight to the floor
fall straight to the floor
if the music got your ears bleeding
but you just want more
fall straight to the floor
all red to the floor

up, its up, in the city
yeah, bitch going hard getting litty
sharp, sharp, getting litty
turn the bass and the treble up, litty
its up, in the city
turn the mid and the treble up, litty
fifty- fifty decibels, cant hear it
turn the bass and the treble up
up, its up, in the city
yeah, bitch going hard getting litty
sharp, sharp, getting litty
turn the bass and the treble up, litty
its up, in the city
turn the mid and the treble up, litty
fifty- fifty decibels, cant hear it
turn the bass and the treble up

pop rocks

yanyan

prod me

by me

lyrics!! : 
i wanna feel your face
baby your taste is great
i wanna take your blood
im in this room, its just us

its love, do you got what it takes?
i know i do i know you do
you jus gotta brace
for the bumps in our love

im #thatbitch, im the REAL DEALLL
she look @ my diamonds thats the real deal
she look me up, on my page, im the real deal
pour up the tris, bby thats the Real Spill.

baby, whatss up? whats ur deal
im tryna see if ur real
im in the field, tryna catch a kill
she like "OMG SHE THE REAL DEAL!"

ydk how i feel
sit in my room, "was is it real"
im the baddest bitch youll eva kno
feel so drunk, when i walk in, to the flo

maybe its all in my head? idk what to do
you know all i got is you
when im gone, ill be thinking of u <3

intervals

thank you to @kylanonline & @xoyoa for helping with alot of this song

vocals by me, mixed & mastered by me
prod @twoconfetti
https://www.instagram.com/twoconfetti/
https://www.instagram.com/sakicider

letdown prod confetti

INDIGO

prod shadexyz

by me

note : ive never felt so free

lyrics!!! : 
Bitch Im number one, these niggas cannot contest
Feel the breeze all in your wings, is it real? Yes
I can feel the rhythm, yeah, I feel it in my chest
Push, push, push, push, push, in that Corvette
I feel it all, i feel free, i feel alive
I can see it all, but not just with my eyes
Feel it all up in your skin, do you feel alive?
Sometimes you gotta close the door to realize

Trap spot, two phones, hearts but damn no chrome?
Ten toes, standing up, but i feel alone
Two tone, look like panda, bae you coming home?
Two shots, now he gone, baby whats alone?

Bitch Im number one, these niggas cannot contest
Feel the breeze all in your wings, is it real? Yes
I can feel the rhythm, yeah, I feel it in my chest
Push, push, push, push, push, in that Corvette
I feel it all, i feel free, i feel alive
I can see it all, but not just with my eyes
Feel it all up in your skin, do you feel alive?
Sometimes you gotta close the door to realize

alive

scissor knife sword

prod me & @khelsending

lyrics:
hoping tides would change and bring you back to me (ooh-nah)
but now our time can never be
girl, you’re like a jellyfish, why you always sting
got me drifting in your current, tangled in everything

i don’t know if it’s safe for me
if i struggle right now, will u wait for me
i’ve been sitting here patiently
in the background, you giving me latency

you be telling me, wait and see
but ion think you on the same page for me
if you want me, just say it, please
yeah, if you want me now, just say it, please

that’s what I’m counting on (that’s what I’m counting on)
that’s what I’m counting on (that’s what I’m counting on)
that’s what I’m counting on (that’s what I’m counting on)
that’s what I’m—
---
huh and u want me back, no
i wont get u back thats for sure
margelia from head to toe, (shes here)
and i play with the stick like a marching band
and i play w the stick like a contriband
treat the glock like a elderly woman, way its finna hit u, leave u paralyzed, shit got damn

cuz im finna make the trap jump
bad bitch finna shake that rump
if u hear this song, sing along
shawty yk u was in the wrong okay
---
gotta make sure that we locked in
saturday night we gonna be ballin
hating from the sideline, yeah, they always watching
me and you, bae, and we never stoppin

counting on

prod. khel

i can fuck dat hoe she lame & annoying
dat hoe sendin me a text said destroy me
we run out we flame yo gang dey anointed
dat boy swear dat he a boss he employee
i told hoe i said like whats yo problem
niggas hatin give a fuck about em
love my gang i cant do shit without em
boy dont play dem fuckin tracks we gon clown em
boy u broke & that shit fax yuh
i jus fucked dis hoe & she said run it back yeah
he got racks now he think he up in my tax brack(et)
on da telegram i told em send dat pack yeah
we gon hit his back yeah
dat fuckboy he tried to spin he got his shield cracked
he went chrome up on da shoes so we gon steal dat
gettin racks dat shit is not up in yo skillset

lame.com/khel

cuz im a klutz for ya <3

PROD. [13en] <333

an idiot, in a way

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Track 6 of weapon party

cover art by zenii

@twoconfetti
spirit power, yeah
power, yeah
spirit power, yeah
power, yeah
black shades on my face making it hard to see
style, say sum to me i cant get off the beat
cant? bae count on me, ill lift off your feet
spirit, blue aura, power, yeah im honorary
yeah i do everything on another level
disobedient lil boy she call me a rebel
cause im evil like the darth, she call me the devil
let it bleed out let it rot, let it cool
oooh, ooway
im da real music god, dont you know it
imma feed him to the gods, let it brew
let em eat away, let em eat away

@khelsending
vivenne to my jeans
i feel so drunk, drop 2 da flo
sparkles on my belt, look like shining stars
i feel so free, i could fly to mars
(feels so unreal)
cuz it feels so REAL to be me
cuz these niggas think they us, tryna be me
steady tryna steal da swag? u need the recipe
jacket on fleek, when u see me
this a real super power
so surreal, u cant even encounter
hunt niggas down like im the prowler
give her good play, shawty a howler
pockets big asf, got me looking like im bowser
niggas talkin onna net, link up in ya browser
niggas be some bitches, i swear to god u a coward
g26, punch on u like a boxer