its so calming and I love that I can listen to this song when I'm skateboarding

beyblade  + tyg.dev

prod. Merc
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Lyrics:

Chorus:
Hop in a whip and I crash out
Everyone bite my swag now
Now they asking for handouts
Ex hoe just turned to a fan now

Pussy boy wanna get zapped hit em up like Zues
Lil bitch I send my bots feel like doctor doom
Cut that bitch up like a doctor ain’t no Dr. Seuss
Pussy boy wanted smoke so I send my troops

Verse 1 [Lunarr]:
Lil bitch I’m with my clique and we booted up
Pussy ass bitch we shoot em up like
Pussy ass bitch said he gon do what?

I’m getting racks to the face
So she wanna fuck now pussy like fluid yeah
Bitch I be getting these bags
Getting these M’s bitch I get to it yeah

I’m getting bands bitch you are not
I’m in a Benz u in a mirage
I’m on the top u on the bottom
He talkin bout us my brothers gon flock

I’m throwing racks on my bitch Booty
Chop your ass up just like sum sushi
Chop your ass up feel like young nudy
Fuck on a bitch but can’t give her no smoochie

Verse 2 [333theo]:
I ain’t doing no smoochies
Shit is a tongue twister when that tool kick
Up in the airbnb bitch im zooted
And if you wan’ fight, why you talking, lets do it

Cus’ i got killers by my side they gon’ shoot it
Im up in the clouds smoking on that blue cheese
I ain’t feel like myself when im off of the bean and im toting a toolie

We up in the srt now we zooming
Whole gang got guns on us when we cruising
We just going up, baby ain't no losing
I put on the hermes and mix it with louis

Cus’ i got a flight that shit finna arrive in milan
I need me a bad bitch when i land
Got so many fits i dont post on the gram
Do this shit by myself dont need no hands

Chorus:
Hop in a whip and I crash out
Everyone bite my swag now
Now they asking for handouts
Ex hoe just turned to a fan now

Pussy boy wanna get zapped hit em up like Zues
Lil bitch I send my bots feel like doctor doom
Cut that bitch up like a doctor ain’t no Dr. Seuss
Pussy boy wanted smoke so I send my troops

crash out (feat. 333theo)

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Hurse

prod icygps - yungoctobers

Lyrics:
[YungOctobers]
Playing 2k with my bros,
Hall of fame plays; no pro 
I’m a ball out I’m a pro
2k made; I’m a goat
Just made 2k on the low
When we hop on the park don’t throw,

All-star mvp, I know
I was bad at 2k, had to grow
Now I’m playing 2k, in the mode
When you made two bands it was slow
But I make 2k on the road
I don’t see no hate if you broke
I would be mad too when I spoke
Real shit, money up, no joke
Pull up, get popped no coke
Why they saying that I’m rich, I don’t know
Pull up with a bad bitch but I sold
I’m in ricks yeah, too cold
Got the game held tight in a hold

On my wrist yeah yeah keep gold
You ain’t rich yet never fold
I’m the blueprint, yeah I’m the mold 
You a fake yeah, you a mole
How could you ever say to me get my bag up
You had a whole head start didn’t catch us
I’m a whole head mark counting racks up 
Got a foreign whip, yeah getting wrapped up

Friends At Heart

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