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Vultures - Ye, Ty Dollar $ign - Ft.Lil Durk

BIG TULSA
LYRICS:

Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa
-
For my severance, I got little leverage
I won’t meet your parents, cause they hella selfish

They breeding beauty, now she serving duty, cause her figures missing, no support for dreamin’

Sorry children, this ain’t wicked fiction, cannot look at these bitches, I wish they we’re thinkin’

Hailing down, just like a rainy evening, I got more in me, pour forty four for da drinkin’
-
Blood on my lips, it’s turning toxic, fallin’
Call what it is, I’m really sorry, call it
Lesson learnin’ from the preacher, facetious
It's kinda ironic, that Adderal that need us

Mask up my neck, they can’t see us
Move in silence, ninjas, came to healin'
Angel, even if I knew your demons-
Couldn’t help, my aura only fleeting...

Chap up my lips, we can make out what love is-
Wrap up this shit, cause I’m hurting and hugging
Fucking’ concussion, Im straight to the cutting, white
Lie after line, and these bottles be thumpin’

Rolling on floors, cause da lower the better, it-
make me forget that my lovers in my sweaters
After all the dust and debris has settled-
I’m the one that had to pick up the rubble.
-
Dead spot, terrified
This shit could make-
Nun’s cry

Five four, drivin’ by
Better think’
‘bout ride or die

Three two, refuse to die
Label it a homicide

One, zero
Sleepy time
Label it-
A homicide
-
How you feeling off that Gosha? 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Why ya running with these vultures?
Laying wire like a soldier

Know you looking for a shoulder 
Bad bitch, Oklahoma
Bank account, I shouldn’t told ya 
40 acres, up in Tulsa

TULSA

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐓𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐀

BAD BITCH ALERRR

LYRICS:

This a new for the heartbreaker
Going forward, like start somewhere
For the cause, might starve with her
And for the broads, I got harsh liquor

Ring a- ring a- round the phony
Fill yo pockets up with posey's
Fuckers acting like they know me
I’m in your contacts, show me

Getting Messi, needa goalie
Only walking checkers solely
Getting Messi, needa goalie
Sheets Messi, needa goalie

Bad bitch alert, HUH!
Bring the women, bring the wines
Mother fuckers 'bouta show out
Casino chirping, like they spy

Casino chirping, ring the chips
Hotel, motel shit-
She a cash cow, with da fur fits
We fucking around all da strips

Bad bitch alert, HUH!
Bring the women, bring the wines
Mother fuckers 'bouta show out!
Casino chirping, like they spy

I might just wait for that pop-
Triple sevens, call that heaven
She a slut for them slots-
Valee my whip, need a spot

I NEED WHAT THE TREE’S DO
You gambled that female and folded
You really did that, I’m insulted!
You really think that, I’m insulted?

Matter fact, you needing shoulders
Ya head looking heavy, like hold this
Western bitches, where the holster?
Your best-friend? Just stole her.

I’m like-
What up bitches, what up Greco?
Ain’t come to the ‘sino to let go
The thrills in the ‘sino, my get go
Italiano need Prosecco

My fits closed, we exclusive
No females, they got cooties
Casino might sue me, don’t sue me
And if they do sue, it’s just money

Running out with 80 hundred winnings, 
I’ve been drinking some whiskey, I wanna spend it
I know that they thinking, I won’t defend it

I’ve calculated all my ‘sino earnings, and- 
I’ve put into pockets, it ain’t concerning-

Mother fucker, this an exhibition
This new woman, just a new addition-
Makeup like fools gold, redefinition...

-

Ring a- ring a- round the phony
Fill yo pockets up with posey's
Fuckers acting like they know me
I’m in your contacts, show me

Getting Messi, needa goalie
Only walking checkers solely
Getting Messi, needa goalie
Sheets Messi, needa goalie

Bad bitch alert, HUH!
Bring the women, bring the wines
Mother fuckers 'bouta show out
Casino chirping, like they spy

Casino chirping, ring the chips
Hotel, motel shit-
She a cash cow, with da fur fits
We fucking around all da strips

Bad bitch alert, HUH!
Bring the women, bring the wines
Mother fuckers 'bouta show out!
Casino chirping, like they spy

I might just wait for that pop-
Triple sevens, call that heaven
She a slut for them slots-
Valee my whip, need a spot

CASINO

𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐎

VOODOOOOOO

Produced by Nodslie & Greco
Written By Greco & SIIYA

LYRICS:

How ya been?
How ya been?
I’m alright
That's alright

I know you just missed your flight but
I see voodoo in your eyes

In my sin-
I might sin
I just slid in
For the night

I know you just missed your flight 
So I’ma stay here for that

-

Chanel con Voodoo 
How my wrist catch evil spirits?
When that bitch Givenchy fitted-
See that Devil wearing Prada
Make them-

Broads gone cuckoo
I’m both Dolce and Gabbana
Know she really found a victim
Feeling potent, met my limits-
For the year

-

Uh, know voodoo hurt
Bad Juju in the dirt
Greco hardly need to flirt

Name drop on my shirt-
She started lowerin' her skirt-
Like she just broke the curse, these-
Voodoo women could be worse

We in a spare bedroom, with the nightlight
Because we had to break away from limelights
But in hindsight, I hold the Mai Thais
Cause I’m trailing off, I needa FindMy

Internet, oxygen, wifi-
I'm mistaking these bitches for my type
And even if I have a hard time-
I’ma go find mine

How ya been?
How ya been?
I’m alright
That's alright

I know you just missed your flight but
I see voodoo in your eyes

In my sin-
I might sin
I just slid in
For the night

I know you just missed your flight 
So I’ma stay here for that

-

Chanel con Voodoo 
How my wrist catch evil spirits?
When that bitch- Givenchy fitted-
See that Devil wearing Prada
Make them-

Broads gone cuckoo
I’m both Dolce and Gabbana
Know she really found a victim
Feeling potent, met my limits-
For the year

-

We living highlights
She live by co-sign
Catch me in showtime
War on the front line
I miss the front line
Troopers in love like-
Army this amarda
She cutting all lines

She give me a hard time
Voodoo this Juju, might takeover
Mob ties
I gotta co sign
Hold me like co-lead
Sick off that codeine
I’ve had enough of the old me

How ya been?
How ya been?
I’m alright
That's alright

I know you just missed your flight but
I see voodoo in your eyes

In my sin-
I might sin
I just slid in
For the night

I know you just missed your flight 
So I’ma stay here for that

-

Chanel con Voodoo 
How my wrist catch evil spirits?
When that bitch Givenchy fitted-
See that Devil wearing Prada
Make them-

Broads gone cuckoo
I’m both Dolce and Gabbana
Know she really found a victim
Feeling potent, met my limits-
For the year

VOODOO

𝐕𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐎

COUGARS ON THE FINSTA !!

LYRICS:
Cougars in da pictures, you might think its Nat Geo
Soft-core porn, where ya man, I don't see him
If its getting hot, know da bravado interfering
They wonder if I’m hot, I said "nah I guarantee it."
-
Flying private privately, no TSA when boardin’
Livin’ in Italy, so by now we ain’t a tourist
Dinner for da winners, y’know the stars up in the buildin’
Scratch that off da bucket list, da posse met da budget

Taping me everyday, you can hear my fucking theme song
You say I’m on the fence, that ain’t right, but you ain't wrong
Put on a mic on me and the press just started asking-
“Why my global takeover taking so damn long”

Thats the heart of independent, just shows ya
Claim you got no lord, but ya land lord loves ya
Living under scopes like that national geographic
I'm tearing up, I’m leading, da capital demographic

Mine for tonight, da law of most attraction
Skippin' Miami, cause I ain’t fuckin’ with da traffic
Come in all dramatic, playing victim, ain’t it tragic?
This that new new, why ya brain still Jurassic?

Twinin’ like a Gemini, ain’t fucking with a Taurus
I’ma Rex, an Apex of da jungle, like tyrannosaurus
Dino dodging da meteors, I been dodging da media
Betting ya, 7 figures, I’m shaking up this medium

Fuckin’ up da market, cause my balance is immaculate
Coming in, I’m bangin', I got like seven g’s to value it
Why I gotta connection, affection, I ain’t start shit
They pickin’ pockets to rob and they started looking counterfeit

-Spotted leopard, she got vitiligo
Might be getting higher on supply, but really I don’t
Wantin’ da world together, Pangaea ain’t a dino
National Geographic, da only channel I know...
-
Cougars in da pictures, you might think its Nat Geo
Softcore porn, where ya man, I don't see him
If its getting hot, know da bravado interfering
They wonder if I’m hot, I said "nah I guarantee it."

Flying private privately, no TSA when boardin’
Livin’ in Italy, so by now we ain’t a tourist
Dinner for da winners, y’know the stars up in the buildin’
Scratch that off da bucket list, da posse met da budget
-
National, Geographic, panoramic

National, Geographic, photographic

National, Geographic, for da culture

National, Geographic, we lavish

NATGEO*

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐆𝐄𝐎*

LONG TIME AGO
-
Credits:
Produced by Bryann & Greco
Written by Greco
Performances from: 
Greco, Bryann, Liv Mason, Ella Strooke, Trinity Noelhart
Distributed through 'Greco Creative'
-

LYRICS:

Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like Isis
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

All all
All, bad, bitches, up, Memphis
Cut to the beat, cut, cut to dependance
Lord on da back, she serve double sentence
Down no round, need swerve my intentions

-

How ya so fleek? Needa back that shit up
Why ya so quiet? Turn that ratchet shit up
Noise in da back, I’m like 4 rounds drunk
Take on the tab, dat shit adds up

Wine on her bra, tryna dine at the club
That’s what ya get, mix da class, wit a buzz
Eye’s gon’ split, 4 rounds too-fucked, 2-
Broads, Siamese, I’m too turnt up like-

-

Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like Isis
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

-

Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like bite this
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

All all
All, bad, bitches, up, Memphis
Cut to the beat, cut, cut to dependance
Lord on da back, she serve double sentence
Down no round, need swerve my intentions

-

I’ll tell ya what it is
Issa Aperol and Spritz
If they mixin’ da alcohol
See dem’ no spitters quit

Theres some caution, in ballin’
No dress, throw a fit
You best not look at me
There’s only pride in this bitch

Stars in the building, I’m losing my phone cell
Orbitin’ these females, the motive, I can’t tell
She spreading the sheets, and that’s my queue to exhale
Can’t spell “thats my excellence” without “thats my ex cell”

Now let me take you back to the beginning, only better
If Minnie Mouse, got tail, then I might let her in my sweaters
Her father tryna reach her, girl ya know you better answer
Now she-
Talkin’ through that Greco song, fuck it I’m getting fed up

Using sophisticated vocabulary, to my bedroom
I don’t mind if you givin’ brain, cause I got headroom
Kitty wit da cat in da hat, that’s mas-Suess
If this is an occasion, my specialty is my exit

LONG TIME AGO

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐎

WEYYYYY GON' DANCE OFFFF

LYRICS:

Wehhh, gon’ dance-off
Might take ya girl, this dance ours
Lightbeams, dancehall
Eyes on me, she coast guard

-Dancehall
Took ya girl, this dance ours
Bud-da-rum, pum-pum, til sundown
Eyes on me, dancehall

-

Poolside, you decide yours- da
Hamptons lobby drinks, the flights booked
I might reach for my shades if the lights cook
Now my sights on Caicos, no eye-sore

Pull-out da camera, that’s macro-feature
Zoom out the image, sumn massive leisure
Shout-out, my life like a microfiche
Open Mike, karoke tribute

No ticket, Paid Visa
Hi Rihanna, Bye Felicia
Shakin off da light, but the window gleamin’- Now they- 
Clubbin’ da caddy-boy, we-
don’t needa see ‘em

Peso- cash out, da-Margs, da-vista
Windows down, rollin’ out Ibiza
If it don’t work, was nice to meet ya
Dancehall movie, might cast a feature-

-

Wehhh, gon’ dance-off
Might take ya girl, this dance ours
Lightbeams, dancehall
Eyes on me, she coast guard

-Dancehall
Took ya girl, this dance ours
Bud-da-rum, pum-pum, til sundown
Eyes on me, dancehall

-

Them 40 acres margerhita beaches
Ya cut that sulkin’, we got solar beaming
Patrick-starin’, in them Tarintino bitches-
‘Kini Bottom, super soaker, listen

Tie the coat, we bronze brackin’ the vetements
Lie in boats, she sun smackin’ for vitamins
Had to fight da heat, nobody here listenin’
She, raft a lie, now her body start glistenin’

You better than that, nah you better than that

Bitch I’m the Captain, when you in my boaat and-
I’m ringin’ sum steam in, if you wanna goo!
Readin’ for leaders, as green as carribeans-
Chillin’, hit reefers, no sand on da coat
Dat Wanna-be “Wantanabe”, cannot hold-
Sumn Junya, wanna go, then dip off da coast

Coconut 2, and if I see her I chirp
She smiled right back, and said “lets get da herb”
That’s 1 stoned, outta two birds, how we
Drink til morning, still got balance to learn

6am, and still da towns small
Passed out, we done dozed off
If you need, I’m like one call
We shake it off at the dancehall

…
Lightbeams, dancehall
Eyes on me, coast guard

-Dancehall
Took ya girl, this dance ours
Bud-da-rum, pum-pum, til sundown
Eyes on me, dancehall

Wehhh, gon’ dance-off
Might take ya girl, this dance ours
Lightbeams, dancehall
Eyes on me, she coast guard

-Dancehall
Took ya girl, this dance ours
Bud-da-rum, pum-pum, til sundown
Eyes on me, dancehall

Attributions:

Produced by Greco
Samples used include: "Dancehall" by The Movement
Vocals by Greco, HEBER MATUTE, & The Movement
Published under Greco Creative™

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