prod by @gud-2

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Yung Lean - Yoshi City

PFC Rob - I Could Love A Hoe

PFC Rob - Cider

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fCyDqPzeECE 
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PROD. LILFITTEDCAPP

LYRICS:
it aint 2016 no more

all we long for is whats gone
so i chill up in my room
taking hits right out the bong
super strong
bitch i been in the gym for so damn long
hoe im talking about the studio been making hella songs

when i roll up use a game leaf 
smoking 3d
in the two seat
three deep
like im oli
pop an ollie
pop some molly
feel my body
i dont need nobody
i feel so gnarly
wanna party
i can call up barbie
she said that im ken but bitch im way too damn naughty
exhausting
you so damn exhausting
prolly
wont hit your phone
im on dnd im plotting

im so into you lil baby
i can take you different places
i know i just hide my face
and i dont wanna get too famous
i just know im out of place
and i just feel like i could lose it all
if i become complacent
when im fucking up this check
nikeswoosh
smoke up next
i be blowing fat ass clouds
i be chiefing on the best
Jordan is the crest
crooks and castles what im wearing
i aint make the nba
screaming fuck the opps im swearing
yeah my dog can tell im high
i just bought a house off rap music
but half my bars is lies
but its fine
cause im the truth
lil bitch im on my grind
50-50 kickflip out
acid transfer to the spine

Gnarly **MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION**

https://open.spotify.com/album/62giGjOf2gGIg7jNy5gUkK?si=4cvbvvWJTv2sXn0htMOA3Q

written mixed and mastered by twinstar and @hottubjohny 
produced by @odinwhereyoubeen
coverart by @prodbyzem

cashcow ft. hottubjohny (prod. odin)

Chief Keef  HaHa

Sidney:
Spending nights alone gettin’ junky
(Spending nights alone gettin’ junky)
In my wardrobe: lots of coats I own
I get fucked up: oxycodone
Mylan’s in my wallet
Coppers tryna run for me but they joggin’
Tryna hate a young cunt just pluggin’
Faggot cunt why are you buggin’
I’m a faggot cunt, got dresses in my closet
Lots of Polo’s I been robbin’
I’m Batman c- where my Robin
I’m Batman cunt where my Robin
I’m a faggot cunt, got dresses in my closet
Lots of Polo’s I been robbin’
I’m Batman c- where my Robin
I’m Batman cunt where my Robin

Skratcha:
Used to be a broke cunt, I got BB now
Old bitch say she wanna see me now
Do you think I'm freaky?
Every night I call you, you know I be geeky
On the weekend I be leaky
I'm not what you're seeking
TN's on my feet, you dont wanna see me
K-Town traino where the G’s be
Cunt I’m from the 02, switch up to the 22
I hope I’m not see-through 
I’m not like these other cunts
I’m still about it, I’m not a waste cunt
Coppers at the traino
Didn’t find the xans but they found the blade bro

Lil Ket:
I don't wanna talk like that, she wanna walk like that 
I'm gonna bring her back, I’m getting back on the xans
 I know it’s some shit lately, she wanna call me baby
 Yeah she drive me crazy, I wanna be in Mercedes
 I wanna be that real rich cunt smoking real exotic blunts
Feel like jx333, yeah, that cunt is a don
 They see that stealthy doin’ well, now they just want to be us
 But their music fucking sucks
I’m goin’ back for a bit, I’m gettin’ back on the bricks, I’m gettin’ back on my shit 
I'm gettin’ back on the xans, feel like the man, flyin’ around Peter Pan 
Flyin’ around in this shit, flyin’ around with a bitch, I might dive in this shit
 I might die with this bitch, I might die for my clique 
Cheques in my jeans, I’m a fiend
 Pull up in my white tee I give it fresh out the serene
 What you mean? I got green
 If I need some fucking gas yeah bro I get it from Sidney

sidney phillips + skratcha + lil ket - robin (okay!chason)

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when it's raining in the morning 
and you smell the petrichor from your bed 
know that i'm with you, there in some way 
like a fly on the wall in your head 

when the bad thoughts and the nightmares 
keep us afraid of the things in our minds 
know that it's alright, life keeps moving 
just don't let it leave you behind 
when you're exhausted and you're lonely 
and the sadness begins to appear 
know that somewhere, there are people 
who love the idea that you're here 

and when the sky dims, turning pitch black 
and the clock reads 3 a.m. 
hit me by phone call or text, calm or panicky mess 
and we'll go out for milkshakes again

cover taken by https://twitter.com/Queen_of__Hades

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