Que canción tan chill, deberia de haber u n nombre para el trap asi bien sweet and chill

ps3ps4 💕 [prod. krave + northeast lights] ig. @kkyyogre

PROD PROZAC

LYRICS: 

how much wood could a wood Chuck Chuck if a wood Chuck could Chuck wood 
meet me at my spot dodging repears like I should 
how much wood could a wood Chuck Chuck if a wood Chuck could Chuck wood
fenty in my box bitch im cookin up the good shit 

yeah you reap what you sow right 
snapping the veins tight 
50 on a bitch who don’t know it’s my name like 
20 xans creeping through the streets it’s the fucking coke 
put my head to the scope 
and im leaning on potions though

how much wood could a wood Chuck Chuck if a wood Chuck could Chuck wood 
meet me at my spot dodging repears like I should 
how much wood could a wood Chuck Chuck if a wood Chuck could Chuck wood
fenty in my box bitch im cookin up the good shit 

shot out the toxic 
don’t trust it 
shit has bricks but don’t know that it’s poisoned
pcp in the weed imma scream get the bugs outta me cus I’m dying with the chains on

CONFESSIONS OF THE ANTICHRIST (prod. PROZAC)

AKALA (PROD. JONZEYBOI)

GIRLS! FT (Annamarie Rosanio)

#STOPDÍSSIN 2[p.Graywtf!]

All Music by Me

Special Thanks to Kahlan Davis and Dani Ford.

Cover by BRRT (Pixabay)

Clouds (Dreamer Mix)

ICARUS - G2

Mix n Master by yours truly

Lyrics
 Chorus x2
Thank goodness we eatin the beans yuh
Stackin up all these greens yuh
Eatin good cookin this meat yuh
Gobble up here come the turkey yuh

Verse 1
Eat dat coochie up like it turkey
Gobble gobble up feeling perky
Booty so firm beef jerky
Lookin so god damn dirty
Heading to the store gettin stuffin
Stackin dat cinnamon muffin
Bitch i know u is bluffin
Come on settle down with mclovin

God this food be lookin ham uh
Dip it down with some jam
Mama vivi she da man
Even though she not a man
Papa he bring out da jams
He do it all with no hands
No scratches no bruises no clams
Share it with all of yo friends

Dis event not gonna end
You know its just the beginnin
Hopin this wont be a trend
Cause all of yo specials be missin
Here is what i recommend
Got the whole family wishin
Prayin that you got some friends
Holdin it down in the kitchen
Chorus x2










Verse 2 
Pullup with the fuckin drip
Cop da rod finna trip
Eatin chips with da dip
I aint tryna see no lip
No worries i got da tip
Catch a ride on my ship
Loosen up yo grip
Sailin off on a trip
Better act now gonna slip
Headin out soon gotta dip



Looking around for cuisines
Stomach so full i cant breathe
Eatin good by any means
Im finna rip up my jeans 
Kids round the world they aint eatin
Actin so spoiled they cant see
Just how much money it be
Money dont grow on no trees
Part of mama papa’s salaries
Now that shit far outta reach

They would much rather be sleepin
All of dis food we been dreamin
Acting up they never eat it
Teach em a lesson to see that 
Thanksgiving not for the needless
Shine in their eyes they be beamim
No actin up o the weekend
You never know what you have till you is schemin



Chorus

Here is what i recommend
Got the whole family wishin
Prayin that you got some friends
Holdin it down in the kitchen

Chorus

End

GIRLS! FT (Annamarie Rosanio)

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