was replaying dark souls 1 when i first heard the anor londo bar 🐐❤️‍🔥

in my head i want her back 
i can see her in my dreams
bitch im all up in my bag
up that chop and let it sing
all them percs up in my bag
i know that bitch in my way
tunnel vision never lack 
leave the world go mia
don't go where ur suppose to
i can't ima hold u
i love u girl
try to trip yeah i fall too
no dark clouds like im alto
leave it ill go too
no fuck that
love her idc
she all in my head
put that shit to bed
i can finally rest
i just passed the test 
chop fill him up wit led
all up in my head 
i don't know what u said

want her back p. jxyy2k & lj

Lyrics:

Bitch, she got a dark soul
We in Anor Londo
Totin' big fucking guns, shit you ain't heard of yet
Can't fuck a bad bitch? Where yo fuckin' confidence?
I like fucking fashion
Truck a nigga, Madden
I swear I just made niggas
Where my fucking patent?
All the shit I gave niggas
They so damn ungrateful
All the shit I paid for
Fuckin' bankroll, nigga
Fake pole, nigga
Try to steal from me, we taking fingers, toes, bitch
Get low, get low, miss you
Why they always wanna misuse me?
I just wanna do good by you
I'm gone stretch a bitch out like she Luffy
We got rocket launchers, do you, before you do me
R.I.P. my nigga Goonew, may you R.I.P.
You got 1c, one chance, this ain't no fuckin' RP
She say I'm so handsome and she fond of me
Bad bitch a dancer in them skinny jeans
Toxic bitch, she cancer and she say I'm mean
I'm like, "Where yo manners, grammar?"
She a whole fan of Hannah
Fan of Hannah
Montana
Racking kills up on my Apex banner
Keep a pen tucked, getting geeked every second
I ain't in Texas, but get merked for trespassing
Fuck a fat hoe, I swear her name was Gladys
I can't crash out, I feel too damn happy
I'm right in the booth, right now, as we speak
You're fucked if you leave me

hannah montana (meta)

lil shine str8 like that (p.jxyy2k + 1kkyoto)

Lyrics:

Fuckin' up the time that I spent
Fuckin' up the fine dine, bitch
Bussdown, looking at ya hang time, bitch
She wanna fuck now
Taking back the flowers I sent
She on top
You on thin ice and I got that fucking torch, fuck
Greedy ass hoes always want more
Why you close the shit, I opened up the same door
World War II in this bitch, blow up claymore
Scaring all the hoes, he fucking up the plays
Dissing on me, better count your days
Blow brains, insane
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time
Hop out, bang time
Hundred percent 3's, bitch I pop out, Dame Time
Man, I do this shit for fun, you do it for the fame now
We got methods, tap in
Scammed him for that ten
Glock take his whole family down
Taking down his gen
All my life been hand-me-downs
Old shit they passing
Old shit, that's past tense
Enemies we clashin'
No confidence, can't fuck a bad bitch
Got a little pull on Twitter, yeah I'm havin'
Fire bullets, hit like dragon
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time. I get too high

the right way (meta)

kintsugi (xangang x symels)

eden (goyxrd x symelz)

I kno what’s up 

I ain’t feel no trust

I know what’s up 

Had a feeling of 

It involving us

I fell in luv

Let it start, break up

Bby involving you

Wit u

I’m smokin on runts

I’m smoking on fye

I need me that pole

I stay with my guys 

You bringing in 5

I’m ready to slide

Aye, I’m in the back I’m cooking no dishes

I wanna slide bby wit a 5th

I’m up in that hellcat thinking im rich

Up in the mansion with keys on a boat

Healin this bitch by myself 

You broke you ain’t getting no wealth

Your right man ain’t swinging no help

Work round the clock it’s my bag

I’m still w a Glock in my bag

Get off the perc and then laugh

Cuz you just be smoking on crack

And that shit was so sad witchu

Prada bby on the side of you

Fuck it I write with the sound of you

Know I fellinluv w the sound of you

I came to cash out on a CLE

I kno that lil bby she fuckin w me

It’s a matter of time 4 she in my sheets

You look like a bozo

Yea I got packs in my bag sold em dolo

Look at my side yea lil bby im solo

I ain’t never seen you in so long 

I’m making a bag bby and it’s up

I know we can be doing lots

But baby addicted to drugs

Drop xans, drop 4 in my cup

She saying lil bby wake up…

hannah montana (meta)

wokeups

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