WANNA HELP MY MUSIC? +NEW SONG TEASER

what the fuck is up yall how we doing today? (yes bro i do fr want to know lmk in the comments)

i myself am doing very well i have come with updates on FROGGYSTYLUH

besides the obvious teaser drop being why yall came there are two big things

1. my official name is now "siego tmfd.", tmfd stands for that mothafuckin dude (its stupid bro idc)

2. i started a demo tape album to drop with FROGGYSTYLUH when its done, its full of covers ive been trying to experimenting with stuff like actually singing n shit, as well as some teasers for my albums following FROGGYSTYLUH and generally just some unused shit

also, i am looking for someone to portray as the friend in track number two and POTENTIALLY a few more songs.

i am also looking for a girl's voice to use but its not as important

hmu on pms if you wanna do some shit for the album, collab shit or voicelines

now, for the teaser.

TRACK 2 - BACK IN DIS BITCH's New Teaser.

the lyrics are as follows and listen closely;

[CHORUS]

What I do all ‘ma summa?

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

‘bout that dead-end job?

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

Why I feel like I’m droppin’ it

Can’t be poppin’ it

Ho’ ain’t even banging on ‘ma phone

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

What I do all ‘ma summa?

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

‘bout that weekend jog?

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

Why I ain’t feel a part of it

Feel like stoppin’ it

Ho’ ain’t even banging on ‘ma phone

Ain’t do nuttin’, dawg.

[VERSE 1]

Every weekend felt so repetitive

Sedatives was the drinks I had,

Bud, Pabst, Modelo

Bustelo ‘fore the morning shift

All shit was foresight,

No torchlight,

Before light,

Them bonfires roarin’

Shit was never no “boring

Boo me,

I fuckin’ dare you

Your girl won’t say it but she’d screw me

She bop it,

Twist it,

But pulled you just to fuckin

Tool wit’ (YOU'RE A FUCKIN COOL WHIP)

Never the love type,

Always the dumb type,

You not the fame type

Jus’ end yo lame life

It ain’t a surprise

I want you to die

I’ll do it for you

No one adores you,

We can afford you

You worth a buck-two

Your girl won’t fuck you

(Back to the story)

Right, right, right, right…

My boy don’t know it but his girl pussy’s been mine

She been hittin’ my line

What fault’s it mine?

If his dick ain’t doin’ right

I’ll just give her from mine

Give him a sign,

That’s from mine to thine

I’m slimy like Obama

Scummy like a lawyer

I’ll kill you like I’m Dahmer

Can’t even report me

You cannot win

You aren’t none the wiser

She’s for the bin

"Recycling", to be re-used by another