Lyrics . .


If i put him on then my plugg finna tax him
That lil boy trash dont know why you gas him
He tryna up but my choppa gon back him
He playin games like the gang wont attack him
That kid so broke he joke so im laughin
Bitch i love money im lit once the racks hit
Back in my bag had to get off the sad shit
He talkin down so i bought him a casket
Midevil times put the head ina basket
Watch the kay flock like i upped in fashion
Keep talkin crazy then watch me go batshit
Deep in the ghetto im totin a ratchet
Bitch thats a pun i jus hope that u catch it
Bitch thats a gun if u touch then i blast it
Bitch i wont smoke needa know if you’ll match it

Im tryna take this shit to limit aka where yall aint at
Idgaf bout how im living im tryna see all them racks
Keep talking shit then you who we spliffin that boy can get turnt to a pack
W-We gotta problem that i aint fixing push up then ya get pushed back
Dont worry bout what im sippin mama cause at least i aint usin that crack
Say i wont do it then u must be trippin all i need one word from my slatt
We gon handle our business man them bullets start rippin told that boy just knock off the cap
I aint neva tried to fit in i jus rly be me and they still be like aph where you at

How many chances like that boy done had
I pull the trigger and watch that drum blatt
Walked in this bitch an we wearin all black
I know what to say so dont speak my behalf
You could be happy but rather be mad
He Talkin that shit you get smoked like sum gas
An no when I do it i dont need no mask
The Foot like a rock on the dash go too fast

GAS (boolymon)

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141LONNER - SEXTAPEViDEOS

All for you
Sitting with my dreams and my curses

Sitting with my curses
Now im stuck in time
I dont need a reason 
Cus im out my mind
I'm not from this world
We do not align

Dancing through the forest
Hit that dosy doe
And I want a foreign
Made in tokyo
Know you see me soaring
Cus I'm fucking chose

Imma shed sum blood
So im not alone 
All I see is vampires 
Yeah im right at home
Watch me build an empire
And store all my woes 

Heavenly, heavenly 
Angels dressed in chrome
You gon really meet em
If you want sum smoke
Feeling like a reaper
I could take your soul

You won't get no freedom
Till you fucking glo
Follow me to eden
Trap you in my zone
Turn the world to pieces
Leave you all alone
Make you feel how I feel
You gon see some ghosts

Niggas still sleep
What the fuck
Do you know?
Imma still feed
I need cheese
Where's the dope
Yeah im creepin 
In your dreams
Never go

Kill him
Then I vanish
You gon meet my phantoms
Drag you to gehenna
Drag you to gehenna
That's where you gon end up
I could never let up 
Black on me like venom
Stuck on me like henna

.curses

*LYRICS*

fuck i gotta front

fuck i gotta front

im coming out the back door

man I want more hungry niggas
want more

the fuck I got to front for


imma little mobster with my words
ya heard

put a nigga in a hearse

wipe the dirt up off my shirt

I'm a solider I done told ya

you be swimming with the fishes if you know
about the murder, she wrote

shawty think she bad

she tote

she not

Hol up let me talk , I'm stuck, I'm not

chopping on the block with the cheese, the queso. the what.the money.the feens.the green. UGGHHHH

(send ya aunties my nudes)

GAS (boolymon)

(Aph)elion! (@dopamineduality)

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