ridehome (prod. @wunkojunko )

solo loops are from tec9beat

0:00 - me & 8fleurir
1:16 - me & 8fleurir

#stepLX vol.1

Lyrics:
Girl, yeah
Girl, you know you ain't on-
Yeah, what?
Yeah

Girl, you know you ain't on nothin'
Shoot that shit and stop yo' bluff
Yeah, I let her in my house so she gon' think I'm tryna cuff
Hit that brand new RAZ, like puff
And we put him in pack, like Puff
He can handle RIP, since that boy wanna be tough
These niggas ain't in my league, all these bitches ain't enough
Pack that resin, angel dust
Then hit yo' boyfriend with a club

I ain't gon' switch when I'm up
Nobody used to hold me down
Now you see they come around but last year they ain't give no fuck
I'm the only one I trust
All these other niggas suck
Yeah, that boy a TV show
End his dynasty like Duck
Yeah, that boy so broke, we know
He ain't got no pistol tucked
Yeah, yo' boys ain't got no clothes, I supplied 'em with some Chucks

What the fuck?
What the fuck?

You thought I was done but niggas talk shit when you up
My shit one-of-one just like the drugs inside my cup
Nigga think he a dog, let me walk him like a pup
Baby, if you see me in these streets then say "What's Up?"
(Say "What's Up?)

Girl, you know you ain't on nothin'
Shoot that shit and stop yo' bluff
Yeah, I let her in my house so she gon' think I'm tryna cuff
Hit that brand new RAZ, like puff
And we put him in pack, like Puff
He can handle RIP, since that boy wanna be tough
These niggas ain't in my league, all these bitches ain't enough
Pack that resin, angel dust
Then hit yo' boyfriend with a club

I ain't gon' switch when I'm up
Nobody used to hold me down
Now you see they come around but last year they ain't give no fuck
Uh, damn

What's Up? (prod. 1million)

macaroni time

sick (Glenwtf)

#BC2K25 #bookclub 

@keropill @keropill @keropill
@axcore @axcore @axcore

produced by pill
mixed by me

(fleur)
pill got that pack imma smoke until like sun sun
pill got that pack imma smoke until like sundown
pill got that pack imma smoke until like sundown
all yall be my kids, all yall be my sons now
pop a perc on thursday ill be up until the suns out 
went and got my weight up
i be smoking by the pound 

cookie pack is thrax
im smoking nothing but that gas 
wanna feat i tax, wanna beat i tax (i dont...)
lax first class nothing but my bag yah
told her that i loved her i did not mean that 
pop out with that retta wanna fuck i let her 

and you mad as hell you can't catch up, yeah you fed up
bookclub we wont let up, want my status you could never
you could never


(ax)
you can never, you can never, you can never, you can never
i was runnin goal-to-goal to get a header
i was tryna feel myself, i feel the best
oh girl get up, it's forever
you'll feel better, now go and get your head up
getting too much fast, i gotta keep my tempo
i been actin weird, i really should confess

i just wanna breath, i just wanna go, i cannot compete, i don't wanna go, i put it into speed, i cannot let it fall
it's just us, you and me, let's go back to the room (that's alright)

this dont feel right, i dont worry bout it
i been thinkin bout this shit, pretty calm about it
i surrender to this pain and i'll go and fall about it

eta (sl4yyer)

sl4yyer!

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