THE THIRD ALBUM IN A TRILOGY OF LEGEND.
MY NAME IS "GAMBIT52". 
THIS IS A FOLLOWUP TO MY PREVIOUS ALBUM, MEMORYCARD_1
WITH THE FIRST ALBUM IN THIS TRILOGY BEING "LISA". 
THIS ALBUM TOOK ABOUT A YEAR TO MAKE, BUT THREE TO RELEASE.
THIS IS A BEAUTIFUL CONFUSION OF NOT ONLY WHATS GONE ON IN MY LIFE, BUT ALSO A TRIBUTE OF SONGS THAT HELPED ME GET THROUGH IT.
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR PATIENCE.
52 LOVES YOU.

STORM (+ SCHOOLBOY Q)

Lyrics:

Billion dollar baby feeling like a soldier 
A milli for the fur thats sittin on the sofa
Im with the gang and you know we bouta roll up
My whole team gon blow just hold on
Thought they killed me when they hit me in the shoulder
But a nigga pulled through and got bossed up
When im alone i be smoking marijuana, thinking bouta nigga dreams in a rover

Baby oh baby oh baby yeah, i just wan get to the paper
Im ballin harder than lakers
Lord please keep me away from the fakers
Walkin around with my jewelry on, i bet a nigga wont take it
Nah i cant fuxk with the foolery homie
And that thot bitch i cant date her

New space coupe 2 doors
How you gon hate with no hoes
How you a gangsta with no pole
Tryna step to me nigga you’ll get gone
It aint shit to me ill let that bitch go
Choppa bruce lee, with the kick like whoa

Shawty hit my phone talkin bout "its over”
Next minute hit me up, like "come over”
Never slowin bitch i move like locomotive
Bet that nigga dont match my aura
Everything all blue when i roll up
Blue bills blue rims on the cybertruck 

Community revolution in progress nigga hehehe

Billion dollar baby feeling like a soldier 
A milli for the fur thats sittin on the sofa
Im with the gang and you know we bouta roll up
My whole team gon blow just hold on
Thought they killed me when they hit me in the shoulder
But a nigga pulled through and got bossed up
When im alone i be smoking marijuana, thinking bouta nigga dreams in a rover

BILLIONAIRE

Lyrics:

Say you one hunnit
Cuz imma hunnit too
What you say? "You run it “
Cuz what you say not credible,
Swerving that big body,
Bumping beats that  go retarded "ouu”
Big rich im not roddy
Bet i make that boy a vegetable 


Ion want ya bitch if i want ill hit her right now 
Cuz she love the boss
Just to leave my house itll cost me about 2 thou
Cuz i got the sauce
Too shiny cant even tell time on my new bust down
Cuz im too flawless 
I know niggas that’ll go get you touched down 
If i make the call

Straight ballin like stephen curry
Straight heartless, ya know i get dirty
Like rolly im fighting dirty, im bout it
Hollup lemme spell it out for these niggas

Iont fuxk wit busters, do not talk to me,
Pussy boy you in them dusters you cant walk to me
If it aint about the money bitch stop callin me
And that bitch betta have my money or its gon be hell to pay

Say you one hunnit
Cuz imma hunnit too
What you say? "You run it “
Cuz what you say not credible,
Swerving that big body,
Bumping beats that  go retarded "ouu”
Big rich im not roddy
Bet i make that boy a vegetable 

Say you one hunnit
Cuz imma hunnit too
What you say? "You run it “
Cuz what you say not credible,
Swerving that big body,
Bumping beats that  go retarded "ouu”
Big rich im not roddy
Bet i make that boy a vegetable

1HUNNIT

GLOBAL KILLAS

SCOTTIE PIMPIN

Feature: https://soundcloud.com/2muchroxy
Art: https://www.instagram.com/the00mx/
Prod: https://www.instagram.com/akvri__/
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Keep my bitch out W/2muchroxy (Prod. Akvri & skinnyDRAG)

Lyrics:

I Pour up the wocky 
Double cup now im leaning 
I gotta chop and named it whitney
How this bitch be singing 
Pull out the big mac, no its not from micky d’s yeah
Swerve the yellow scat, i call it the micky demon

Oh you big big dawg huh? 
Why you bark so Loud huh?
You rap bout toatin them poles 
but aint shot no rounds huh
Heard ya bitch got plowed huh
By ya homie thats foul huh
Yeah- wait wait wait you gotta switch the style on these niggas

Doin 60 in a cybertruck big six owe i throw it up
Just cause i ride with them guns, dont mean i wont squabble ya, got killas from crip and from blood that really gon slide on ya, he wanna keep on dissing boy you better keep ya fire

aye free all my locs and the damu’s in the pen ya heard me

I Pour up the wocky 
Double cup now im leaning 
I gotta chop and named it whitney
How this bitch be singing 
Pull out the big mac, no its not from micky d’s yeah
Swerve the yellow scat, i call it the micky demon

MICKY DEMON

#glo
Lyrics:
Iont know how to talk to ya hoe
But i know how to talk to ya bitch
Iont think i can wife these hoes
But i know how to pipe the bitch
Just count a few stacks, i flood my bust down,
Pro icy bitch 
Collect my stacks soon as a nigga touch down, im hyphy bitch,
Just Pour it don’t ask for me, thick bitch her named Cassidy, we pour it up, we sippin on that taylor P
Certified my jeweler, we bout to make another one
Mason margiela, that drip look like the honey bun

No you cant hang with the big dogs cuz lil niggas get stepped on
Im flipping these packs, and they call me the big plug, yeah you know im like 2 prong,
And Niggas be capping, they talkin bout action but they really be bitches like Ru-paul
Why you out here acting im bringing the static, im  real life expansion of O-dog

Im the coldest Hotboy, is ya mad a nigga really on top boy, fresh fit fire im so gangsta and a nigga living like a frat boy
If you wanna know ill show a nigga how to do it
Show a nigga how to ball like just like bulls
When i pull up all silk bet ill have that bitch melt 
Got 304’s beginning for the whole tour 

Iont know how to talk to ya hoe
But i know how to talk to ya bitch
Iont think i can wife these hoes
But i know how to pipe the bitch
Just count a few stacks, i flood my bust down,
Pro icy bitch 
Collect my stacks soon as a nigga touch down, im hyphy bitch,
Just Pour it don’t ask for me, thick bitch her named Cassidy, we pour it up, we sippin on that taylor P
Certified my jeweler, we bout to make another one
Mason margiela, that drip look like the honey bun

PRO ICY

Lyrics:

I said that patek too heavy 
Im dripped in margiela 
We on ya block get ready
Be prepared to meet this metal
I make one call to my hittas
I bet big bro get up witcha
If you gon diss on instrumentals
Hope you know them rhymes die witchu

Riding deep, if i see a opp i let my choppa speak
Aint no flocking me pussy boa you know i keep the knock on me
This that st laurent, different colors, looking like monopoly 
Them niggas tried popping me, but these niggas cant stop a g

I said that patek too heavy 
Im dripped in margiela 
We on ya block get ready
Be prepared to meet this metal
I make one call to my hittas
I bet big bro get up witcha
If you gon diss on instrumentals
Hope you know them rhymes die witchu

Yeah im off that molly
Rollin off a bean bean 
Just look how i floss
Toat sticks with lazer beams
Dont care what it cost
Im getting bossed up
She getting tossdd up
X in my body im crossed up

I said that patek too heavy 
Im dripped in margiela 
We on ya block get ready
Be prepared to meet this metal
I make one call to the hittas
I bet big bro get up witcha
If you gon diss on instrumentals
Hope you know them rhymes die witchu

TOO HEAVY

MEDIUM MAN [PROD. BY JA FUEGO]

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STORM (+ SCHOOLBOY Q)

GAMBIT 52

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