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Wokkeen’s First Official Studio Album
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‘Pürp$kīīī — 2025’
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produced by
• CV
• OMG
• Runo
• 1mains
• Slick LaFlare
• MNDLS1600
• Andrxwcomeback
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mixed by
• Big Jerm
• BwitDaHeat
• Slick LaFlare
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mastered by
• Big Jerm
• Wokkeen
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recorded & engineered at
• ID Labs
• LaFlare Studios
• DeadLyfe LLC Inc.
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release date
• January 24th, 2025
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published by
• ©️ 2025 DeadLyfe LLC
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Pürp$kīīī

Over time, I lost my mind
So I decided, why even fight it
Your love like pouring lines
It had me paralyzed
That bitch like Coraline
I had to 'scape a crisis

Over time, I lost my mind
So I decided, why even fight it
Your love like pouring lines
It had me paralyzed
That bitch like Coraline
I had to 'scape a crisis

I've been rolling all alone
And I can't call my house a home
Bridges up in fumes, old friends in tombs
But lately I don't even grieve about you
Fell insecure from pain endured
But I adored your flaws and scars
But you said I wasn't worth nothing
And you said I wouldn't be someone
So I crossed my heart and hope to die
Like nearly every night
And if I rest an eye—
I might knock out his lights
Might turn to 'Creed', on sight
Hang with some violent guys
They clutch and hold in spite

Over time, I lost my mind
So I decided, why even fight it
Your love like pouring lines
It had me paralyzed
That bitch like Coraline
I had to 'scape a crisis

Over time, I lost my mind
So I decided, why even fight it
Your love like pouring lines
It had me paralyzed
That bitch like Coraline
I had to 'scape a crisis

I've been rolling all alone
I can't call my house a home

Coraline - Single

Coraline

"Coraline" (p. MNDLS1600)

fairytale

“fairytale” (p. MNDLS1600)

catastrophes...

“catastrophes…” (p. MNDLS1600)

I've tried so many times with her
And I've poured too many lines of syrup
My eyes, they dry, but my heart's still hurts
You said for life, but guess those just words, huh

Guess— I'm fucked up in the head
I'm never listening, you know what I'm sick of it
You ripped my heart right out my chest
I think I'm over it, I don't want love again
Can't forget the words you said. "alone is when I'm at my best"

All my exes want Wokk back
Striped her belt and that one's hat
Striped my drank like Adidas
Hoes run laps, my mind off track

But I don't want anyone
Told my bitches that I'm gone
Your love, it got me on the run
These drugs I'm on, they keep me numb

I— hate— all you bitches
Tryna fuck around and spend all my digits
I— need— a real ass feeling
Ever since she left, I swear my heart been freezing

Need a real icy wrist
Money for my brothers drip
And even more for their savings
You ride for me, I'll cop you whips
Can't break, wont fold, swear I don't bend
I sign a deal, split dividends
Make sure that all my boys stay fed
And free them homies out the can

I've tried so many times with her
And I've poured too many lines of syrup
My eyes, they dry, but my heart's still hurts
You said for life, but guess those just words, huh

Huh— yeah, I pour this drank up in my cup
I left you down bad, but I told you what was up
And now you drunk— as if me swervin' ain't enough now
Remember bitches that was swervin', but I'm up now
Okay, might pull up with a dip in that big Benz truck
If he pull up with no plug then he might get snuck, okay
Nigga don't give no fucks, okay
I can't play his shit suck, on God

Okay, I don't know how to give this up...
With a hoe— she don't know, how to get dick up, hell nah
Okay, can't tell him nothing, don't tell 'em nada, okay?
Ha, this shit got fun, yeah

I hate all you bitches that weren't listenin' to me, yup
I hate all you niggas that be tryna copy R-i-o
I don't even say shit like this, but your nigga not P, lil' hoe
And you don't like it— yo, bitch like it— make no difference to me...

I've tried so many times with her
And I've poured too many lines of syrup
My eyes, they dry, but my heart's still hurts
You said for life, but guess those just words, huh

4Lyferz </3 - EP

“4L” (p. MNDLS1600 + OMG)

Yeah... 

Yeah, whoaaa 

Wokk... Wokk... 
Yeah

Hey

It's Pick... It's Pick
It's Pick... and Wokk...

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets

Ohhh- yuh

I get crickets from ya
Need some distance from ya
That don't mean I didn't love ya
(Love you)

You got baggage, I don't mind it
Lost myself, I'm tryna find it
These bitches conniving, yeah

Woah, let's go
 
Living like this, you should try it
Backwood bitch, I'ma light it
Diamonds on me, they fightin

At the club, yeah
Bad little vibe, she spiteful, yeah
Know I graduated, girl, 
still pullin these damn all nighters wit'chu girl

Fuck around where I stay, uhhh
Fuck around back in your ends too
These bitches want pretend too
I hurt your feelings like I meant to...

But I didn't...
Bitch, I'm way too faded to resent you
i can take you places you ain't been to...

Whoa, ye...
I've been on Za
Lil' baddie vibe wanna ride
See the stars when I'm rollin' on sky
Still found light with the things I don't like

So that's why I'm gettin' faded tonight
She saw my future, that bitch lookin' bright
She saw the price, and never felt the same
Bitch I'm so solid, I could never change

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets

Off the X, Pick caught me rollin'
Ksubi jeans, babushka 'round my shoulders
Fingers tensen up when I see ghosts
Got double G's and weed, might need a holster

City turnt to Gotham, can't trust no one
Pretty girls are rotten, pocket pullin
Tryna hold my knots and sip my soda
Insomniac from all the lines I po'd up

Starin' at the stars, I wanna Rolls Royce
Lost my luck with love, I don't need no one
Rollin' woods, that look like 'locks for closure
Smoky rooms be cloudin' up my focus

'Off-White' tee and 'All Saints' when in Oakland
'Awful Lot Of Syrup' on my clothin'
My cup cost ya rent- pourin' pain poet
Raspy talk- no cough, I just been hurtin'

This drank too strong, no robitussin
A vamp, up all night sippin' bloody
Said you love me, ain't hear nothin'
I was trippin' off a substance
PA nights, 3AM brake lights
I'm so locked in, well connected
Caught no sleep, my third eye won't blink
Switched my digits, I hear crickets
(Crickets)

Too strong...
(I hear crickets)

All night...
(I hear crickets)

I hear, I hear, I hear...
(Off a...)

I hear... 
(brake...)

Crickets...
(Well...)

I hear...
(Won't...)

Yeah...


$ippinßloody (Crickets)

“$ippinßloody (Crickets)” p. OMG

Dream (Prod.Rossgossage x @twoprxducers)

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘓𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨… ↺ “Pürp$kīīī”
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"Coraline" (p. MNDLS1600)

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