Hoping that I die again
From seeing things I'll never see
And parties that I won't attend
I'd lie if it were up to me
One step closer
One step closer

(If I could sacrifice ah ah)
(If I could sacrifice ah ah)

If I could sacrifice
My life for yours
If I could sacrifice
Everything that you wanted and more
If I could sacrifice

(If I could sacrifice ah ah)

If I could sacrifice (one step closer)
If I could sacrifice (one step closer)

abbie.

That one Melanie Martinez x Ice Spice jersey club remix on tiktok.

CAKE IN THE DELI (Cake x Deli x Think u the shit jersey club)

That one Melanie Martinez x Ice Spice jersey club remix on tiktok but without Ice Spice.

Cake in the Deli (NO ICE SPICE version)

Lying on the bedroom floor/ 
wondering how I got you to the surface but im going under/ 
the influence of mushrooms/ gorilla glue 
all sorts of fancy drinks/ 
but before I got to the moon/ 
I'll see your face before my final blink/ 
blink wake up 4x/ 
Blood all on the bathroom sink/ 
they'd never invite me to the movies or the skating rink/ 
but what if that means that I'm just different 
and this life don't mean too much/ 
what if I don't need someone to
 lead me out this/ 
deep and muddy rutt

Different (raw ‘unreleased’)

Do you like the crazy boys or will you run away
When I get so high and drunk and
I ruin your day 
Do you like the crazy boys 
Will you become ashamed 
Of my scars and bleeding heart 
Or patch me up and stay

crazyboy

How you a chicken and wanna feel up on my chic
I got the blick and I’m boutta light up in this bitch
I know my shawty would kick a nigga in his shit
Keep a clip in ha bralette so I can feel up on her tits 
Hold on my wallet baby I promise I’ll be quick 
Drop him like college with the flick of my fuckin wrist
Stop and acknowledge niggas skull is doing the splits
Fuck it I’m on a holiday pretty pussy on my lips

Can’t fool me twice motherfucker I’m grown
You fuckin w a bitch who got no meat on ha bones 
slippin niggas trippin on infinity stones 
grippin on my dick and take a flick on her phone 
I tell a joke no lie
Tryna play me like Pinocchio 
Beat a motherfucker with my bare hands
SMOKEYO
gorsh goofy as hell
Okie dokie tho
Loki only cut a couple corners and he whoring at the store 
Copped a tropical fantasy dropping panties at the do
Hammered on his way to the slammer he yammerin some mo
Snitching wicked with the blick and now he’s chicken cause it’s Thor 
Get my lick back
Kick back and some liquor ima
Porridge is ready I’ma leave it up in the fridge
Boris and Freddy tryna sleaze it around the kids
Whore in a Chevy driving 60 up on the bridge
Shortage of niggas who rapping bars and isn’t mid
I got the tism but my baby just call it rizz
Treeshas allegiance can stay the fuck up out my shit
Look at Alicia letting niggas hol on her hips
Usher might fuck her cause he love to be relevant  
Oh I can rap
Signing labels and packages
You got the clap 👏🏽 
Fucking 808s in ya jizz
She let you tap that’s a wrap but the problem is
Now she getting a rash shawty passing it onto Swizz 
Makin hits and ghost I’m no good at a business
Get a fix and go im a stoner that’s how it is 
gypsy rose dropping bodies and getting rich
Ain’t no ditsy hoes invited up in my crib
Following my page but never liking my shit
hollowing ya veins for Hatorade in a stick
All up in my brain wish I could just take a pic
All ya niggas gay if you tryna hop on my dick

Chicken mixed universal .m4a

2 wrongs (Prod. Hector)

You didn’t have a clue
But baby it was you
You got me seeing tunnel vision 
And when my bed is cold
I’m packin up a bowl
And prayin to my God 
you don’t run
My love
Cause now I’m 
Drowning in the flood
And baby I can’t get enough 
I’m high as fuck
And you’re my drug

tunnel vision

Bye bye bitch
Click click witcha hooves
Huff puff blick blick
I’m the big bad wolf 
You fucked ya ex
Three times in a row 
You ain’t playing chess
You playing tic tac toe 
Tic tac toe 
I got the choppa to drop a muhfuhcka 
And his momma 
I put my dick in her mouth 
I don’t wanna hear the drama
Call that bitch a panini 
The way I’m slamming on her
I got the blick on my hip and the shit go Rada Rada
Cross my t’s and dot my i’s I honestly don’t feel the need to compromise 
Put me to the test 
I’m nothing like the messy shit yall niggas popularize 
Yall can roast and yall can beef
I’m satisfied with a mcchicken 
Soda pop and fries 
Yall can beef I’m getting cheese 
Yall letting me collect the fees atop the price 
Talkin g’s talkin guap talking gualla
Don’t know anybody anticipating my fall off 
Speak now or forever hold your peace 
When I speak 
Bitches tweak 
They in heat with they drawls off
Cross my t’s and dot my i’s I honestly don’t feel the need to compromise 
Birds the bees the stomach butterflies 
Turn to maggots when you caught in lies
I’m on cookie number three 
I’m a wallabee
If you need a star 
Why the fuck
Ain’t you calling me
Thought you was a pesticide 
But you really watered me
Said you was from the towns I asked around and you from Albany 
Bye bye bitch
Click click witcha hooves
Huff puff blick blick
I’m the big bad wolf 
You fucked ya ex
Three times in a row 
You ain’t playing chess
You playing tic tac toe 
Tic tac toe 
I ain’t playing tic tac toe 
With a skinny or a big back hoe
Shawty thinking Le would never get that low
Fucked her sister for my lick back tho
Stop tagging me in yo tweets 
Bitch you for the streets 
All up in my grill
Lemme eat
Roll a swisher sweets
Please I’m a beast
Bloody verse drippin down my teeth 
I pick up the pen 
Let it bleed 
When I’m on the beat

big bad wolf

I can’t dream ten months into the future 
I can hardly see three weeks ahead 
Thought I was the one 
who really knew ya
I am just the one 
who never fled
You took my heart and put it
somewhere you really shouldn’t 
have
In the fire
But when the smoke is clear 
Reflection in my tears 
of all
that I couldn’t 
grab
In the fire

in the fire~interlude

It’s just a beat, I sampled a piece of dialogue from the documentary’Paris is burning’

Chicken mixed universal .m4a

not_corduroyboylevi.