Track 1: dark

I see your face in the dark
When I'm alone I just [?]
I see your face in the dark
When I'm alone I just [?]
Broke my-

Track 2: gothchant

[Verse]
Just like my pint, I put in orange juice
Throw my 4's up, cause I rose up
I'm speeding, Forza
[?]
Diamond blunts, rolled up, curled up, girl fuck
In the corner, curled up
No love, no trust, no fucks
Can ya, have it, that lust, in heaven
In heaven, ain't no us
Gucci dove, fly away, to the stars
Gucci dove, flying
Goth tears, tears on the blunt

[Outro]
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
Just go away
Just go away
Just fly away
I'm the Yaphomet, the [?] ... fucking [?]
[?]
Real Jaydeschrist, Jaydes Yen Christ in this bitch
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All thesе tears in my Fanta, run lil girl you know you want my heart- heart- hеart- heart-
Track 3: xanybirthdaycake

[Intro]
You have no heart!
Yuh, yuh, ah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What you finna do?
What you wanna do?
Finna [?]
Ay, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I said, "Where you from? You cute," yeah
She said, "Whats it to ya'"
I'm tryna get to ya'
Yo boyfriend so fool, yuh
Baby, just come through, yeah
She tryna- She tryna- She tryna- She tryna-

Track 4: yesmen

[Intro]
(You have no heart!)
Huh
Woah (You have no—)
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Yen baby, yuh, yen baby, yuh
[Verse]
All my n***as Z'd up
You want smoke wimme, T up
You want smoke wimme, say sum
Gun you down wit a Nina
Yen cult, y'all believers
She said is that Yen? Yes ma’am
She see me all on her Instagram
She suck my dick like a fuckin fan
Can't fuck- can't fuck wit a yesman
I can't fuck wit a yesman
All my n***as know I'm stressed man
Teach- Teachin these lil n***as lessons

Track 5: without u

[Verse 1]
We just in the car, we smoking loud too
Bitch, you know I really care about you, yeah
Bitch, you know I really care about you, ayy
Baby girl, what's wrong, I won't doubt you, yeah

[Bridge]
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
[Verse 2]
I was flipping packs, I had the ounces
I think you got too many accounts bitch
[?], cause I was out bitch
Trust on anything, [?] bitch
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I'ma have to get these racks without you, ayy
I was flipping pack, I had the ounces
I think you got too many accounts bitch

Track 6: every bih look goth

[Pre-Chorus]
Ya, ya
Turn up, turn up
Aye
'Bout to fuck a super bitch
Buy Patek, pockets used to it
My CLA got boofin' kit
Her pussy bangin' through the bed
Stomach hurt, she not used to dick
Shoot up sumn, I murder a opp
I'm tryna see what its like
What the fuck is bruh on?

[Chorus]
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
N***as wan' bite, n***as not no rotts
Her pussy stink, but I still hit it raw
[?]
(Goth, goth)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ya, ya
Turn up, turn up
Aye
'Bout to fuck a super bitch
Buy Patek, pockets used to it
My CLA got boofin' kit
Her pussy bangin' through the bed
Stomach hurt, she not used to dick
Shoot up sumn, I murder a opp
I'm tryna see what its like
What the fuck is bruh on?

[Chorus]
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
Black panties make every bitch look goth
N***as wan' bite, n***as not no rotts
Her pussy stink, but I still hit it raw
[?]

Track 7: fantasia

You have no heart
[?]

Track 8: boolin

[?]

Track 9: suicides

[Intro]
Hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (I really like to use cash)
You have no heart!

[Chorus]
Yeah, moving good pack, it got me gone
How the fuck that n***a bitch in Saint Laurent?
That's my lil' flame in the 305
I can't trust these n***as 'cause it's do or die, yeah
Hoe I'm moving dolo, ain't no "You and I"
Pushing in that Benz coupe, I'm doing suicides, yeah
Pushing in that Benz coupe, I'm doing suicides
(Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)

[Verse]
I just put some gold on my neck
Cartier on me, I really said it
I don't love the bitch, I just love the-

Track 10: assimilate

[?]

Track 11: juug2

[?]

Track 12: karma

[Chorus]
Pray for my n***as, can't let karma catch up
Only turn you into a lick, If you really let us
I got different priorities, I know she fed up
I got—, I got money, I’m not different, just distant
Industry ain't no competition, I swear
Jaydes in here, ballin’ like a I notsiP, swear
Different A&R, same mission, I swear (DJ PHAT, Aw, man!)
This bitch think that she deserve me (Hood-!)
You gon’ see how much you need me, I play petty too

[Verse]
I’m from mister “I’m a libra, when I’m ready too” (Hood-!)
You don’t know me, you don’t know this type of empty, boo
You don’t know me, you don’t know this type of empty, boo(Hood-!)
He tryna finesse, boy-