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you’ll never guess my favorite part of every kitchen nightmare.
my perfect boyfriend <33
:D
First song off the new tape. Not entirely finished as far as mixing goes. Completely made on a mac, with the mac microphone - and using Logic Pro. Beats and lyrics were done by myself. I suggest using headphones (unless you have good speakers) as the bass will not come through on a laptop. Enjoy. I do this for fun. I don’t take it seriously. I just like being an idiot. Currently working on the rest of the mixtape.
Lyrics:
pussymoneyweed pussymoneyweed pussymoneyweeds all i need i hit it like its therapy
cup to the top, captain sprite, grindin’ takin’ care of shit
goons on the block, and ya best be aware of it
oblivious to what I am so allow me to elaborate
stacks high dro high whip high self high
get money like a science homie, you can call me bill nye
streets are my appliance homie, run ‘em like a housewife
got these bitches cryin homie, i aint ever ‘pologize
bussin weight tired body stable mind chronic eyes
my hustle grind, establish mines, dressed to the nines, my shit is fly
and all these other bitches committing’ MC suicidefuck
the tres-duece, some grey goose, n’ unpaid dues
just another work day about to make the news
bass rumbles up the street, ya lifes about to play the blues
money, pussy, snitches, only one i frequent lose
blow these fools like I got the Kings Habit
my flows so shady they call me baby rabbit
take this beat for a ride and watch me fuckin crash it
push weight, 45 in 45, I’m fuckin laughing
say you’re doing ok, but my mind is saying no way
Im cashin in those feelings for a blissful fuckin payday
ya face is shinin bright but ya eyes are screaming mayday
just fly another plane man, and everything is okay
95 on 95, swervin in and out of lines
Chevy game proper while I’m blown out some cheebah pine
2 bitches in the back, flashin red and blue, bitch ass swine
BLAM BLAM BLAM and I’m back on that paper grind
These lame fucks just don’t seem to get what I run
My own street of money its like the ‘Rari is the bun
Im Budduh when I sit but when I stand I’m like the sun
Ima man on fire spittin heat, and catchin’ slugs
On this game all day, shit i binge it like a drug
wiz is cute smokin’ J’s, but i stay smoking’ blunts
This rap games for fun, but you can still watch me stunt
Welcome to the tape y’all, fuck i’ve had enough
boy from Chad scanned from “The Decorated Body”
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