He wan go to war, yeah I crush yeah I crush

Heat it up, Twilight give no fucks yeah

He can't dress, broke bitch got no funds yeah

She wan crash out, tab on her tongue yeah 

Fuck if you saw it, then it wasn't me, bitch could testify

Want a cat not a lambtruck, chrome widebody

I could pick her up and fuck her now, RIP her body

She ask Twi "How you in that Zone?" I'm on some shit probably 

Ask my bitch she ain't know shit, she been trained to lie

Move that shit yeah she throw it back, feel like I could fly

Lately she been on some other shit, bitch bye

Talk about me like you know 9, he ain't ready to die, fuck

He wan go to war, yeah I crush yeah I crush

Heat it up, Twilight give no fucks yeah

He can't dress, broke bitch got no funds yeah

She wan crash out, tab on her tongue yeah 

Fuck if you saw it, then it wasn't me, bitch could testify

Want a cat not a lambtruck, chrome widebody

I could pick her up and fuck her now, RIP her body

She ask Twi "How you in that Zone?" I'm on some shit probably 

Ask my bitch she ain't know shit, she been trained to lie

Move that shit yeah she throw it back, feel like I could fly

Lately she been on some other shit, bitch bye

Talk about me like you know 9, he ain't ready to die

Crush (dos4vr)

Don't mean shit to me, till I push start

Y'all not hearing me, till I top the charts

Just a bitch to me, that's just what you are

That's just what you are ( x3 )

Bring her to the loft, make her feel superstar 

I just want my bitch to feel like a superstar

Soon as I made VILLAIN had a feeling I'd go far

We done took a trip to Venus, Let's go to Mars

Starfucker (feat. grá) (dos4vr)

You need me more than I need you, watch it bitch

She throat it up all nine tune, same shit

Told the bro bring like two (got them demons)

Feel like god yeah, fuck a loss yeah

I've been in that Zone, crosses on my arms yeah

She pop X cause she wanna be a star yeah

And the cat chrome, brand new car yeah

Its the way I glow, raise the bar yea

And she call my phone, where you at yeah

When you coming home, bitch don't start yeah

It's the way I shine, way I glow, yeah

I can't take two down I call the bro, yeah

I can't feel my legs, she drive the boat, yeah

She like drunk sex, she drive the boat, yeah

I can't pop that, she pop it for me, yeah

I can't drink that, she drink it for me, yeah

I can't smoke that, she smoke it for me, yeah

He don't want that, don't want no smoke, yeah

You need me more than I need you, watch it bitch

She throat it up all nine tune, same shit

Told the bro bring like two (got them demons)

Feel like god yeah, fuck a loss yeah

I've been in that Zone, crosses on my arms yeah

She pop X cause she wanna be a star yeah

And the cat chrome, brand new car yeah

Its the way I glow, raise the bar yea

And she call my phone, where you at yeah

When you coming home, bitch don't start yeah

Glow (dos4vr)

Yeah I took too many drugs

She be feelin me, "Platinum wanna fuck?"

Different colors off these tabs, what the fuck

Have these goats thinking "Twi one of us"

Japanese denim shit, one of one

Different bitches but my bitch number one

Spun around twice, do that shit for fun

Yeah she gon go out sad, go out one and done, yeah you not the one

She think Twi the worst, he been tryna plot so I been lurk

"Twi you top 5" Bitch I been first

Yo bitch in the chrome cat, she know every verse

Imma make it worth, Twi a rockstar so I feel like Kurt

Blow that shit good, so I bought her purse

I've been in that Zone fuck what make you hurt 

Yeah I took too many drugs

She be feelin me, "Platinum wanna fuck?"

Different colors off these tabs, what the fuck

Have these goats thinking "Twi one of us"

Japanese denim shit, one of one

Different bitches but my bitch number one

Spun around twice, do that shit for fun

Yeah she gon go out sad, go out one and done, yeah you not the one

Shibuya (breno x pvgliuzz)

Yeah I'm hot shit, look how I swerve through New Orleans I'm on top bitch

She wanna check my phone, what's the code, got her toxic

All black nail yeah, all black fit, need a goth bitch

She gon drink to much, she say Twi I'm feeling nauseous 

He tryna steal the sound, he tryna steal from bro I caught him

He wan me spin once, He wan me spin twice I pop him

He said Twi a pussy, said get back so I got him

He wanna play bout 9, 9 life so he lost it

I don't care bout bitches not my bitch uh uh

She wan be my bitch, so she callin up my phone yeah

Bitch don't wanna blow, so I sent her ass home yeah 

She fuck up the seats, so I send that bitch on yeah

Know that bitch a fan, that's my son, that's my clone yeah

Know that bitch a fan, cause she wanna fuck to my song yeah

She call on demand, should I bring a friend like hell yea

Yeah I'm hot shit, look how I swerve through New Orleans I'm on top bitch

She wanna check my phone, what's the code, got her toxic

All black nail yeah, all black fit, need a goth bitch

She gon drink to much, she say Twi I'm feeling nauseous 

He tryna steal the sound, he tryna steal from bro I caught him

He wan me spin once, He wan me spin twice I pop him

He said Twi a pussy, said get back so I got him

He wanna play bout 9, 9 life so he lost it

I don't care bout bitches not my bitch uh uh

She wan be my bitch, so she callin up my phone yeah

Bitch don't wanna blow, so I sent her ass home yeah 

She fuck up the seats, so I send that bitch on yeah

Know that bitch a fan, that's my son, that's my clone yeah

Know that bitch a fan, cause she wanna fuck to my song yeah

She call on demand, should I bring a friend like hell yea

Hex (kade)

I'm in NOLA, yeah shopping spree

It's no pressure yeah, it's no pressure yeah, all on me

Talking brand new bag yeah, brand new cash all I see

Talking brand new bitch yeah, brand new ass all on me

I got options, I'm on shopping spree, I'm exhausted

Pop out, told Twi pop out, then I lost him

Nod out yeah, nod out heard you calling

I've been in that zone yeah, in that zone I go all in

I've been crashing out told mama I'll be fine

I pop all these tabs just to free my mind

Is it bout that love or bout them dollar signs?

Yeah life be movin fast leave your ass behind 

X'd up yeah, get you X'd up yeah 

Leave you stuck yeah, leave yo ass stuck yeah

Come in three, all these bitches come in three yeah

Where you be, she said "Platinum where you be?"

(I'm in yeah) 

I'm in NOLA, yeah shopping spree

It's no pressure yeah, it's no pressure yeah, all on me

Talking brand new bag yeah, brand new cash all I see

Talking brand new bitch yeah, brand new ass all on me

I got options, I'm on shopping spree, I'm exhausted

Pop out, told Twi pop out, then I lost him

Nod out yeah, nod out heard you calling

I've been in that zone yeah, in that zone I go all in

I've been crashing out told mama I'll be fine

I pop all these tabs just to free my mind

Is it bout that love or bout them dollar signs?

Yeah life be movin fast leave your ass behind

Pressure (dos4vr)

I don't understand you, think I never will

Thought that shit good long as-

I don't understand you, think I never will

Thought that shit good long as bands sealed

She gon learn the hard way, all over

Yeah she hate me off the drugs, I don't love sober

"Was it me or the drugs?" yeah she want closure

Was it me or the drugs got me moving slower

Why you shed them tears? You got gtrs

Why you shed them tears? That shit push start

Why you shed them tears? You got Platinum heart

And the cat shift gears, tear the road apart

Yeah buy the whole store, you know fashion art

Colored cross on my chest I rock chrome hearts

Yeah I gave you all the best, so I played my part

And I pop back to back, I might fly away

Yeah "How you wanna fuck?" want it your way

She gon bring that shit back, make that shit shake

And she pop the rest for me, know I can't take 

I don't understand you, think I never will

Thought that shit good long as-

I don't understand you, think I never will

Thought that shit good long as bands sealed

She gon learn the hard way, all over

Yeah she hate me off the drugs, I don't love sober

"Was it me or the drugs?" yeah she want closure

Was it me or the drugs got me moving slower

Habits (faint)

Ain't nobody rapping really on that shit like me yeah

Boy shit yeah, he don't rap on beat yeah

Bitch bad but they come three a piece yeah

Crazy girl at the show wanna link yeah

She like plat, so she calling just for me yeah

Crazy girl she like plat fuck me yeah

Most these bitches ain't even met me at my peak yeah

I like platinum cause it shine, way I glow

It always be the bitch that hate that fan the most

Fuck that fan, fuck your broad, fuck your hoe

Fuck that bitch, got my dick in her throat

She a hoe, Imma grab on her throat

He can't dress, told him kill himself he broke

She a short haired bitch, Dej Loaf

That bitch think plat the one, yeah I know

Who that bitch, who is her, who is she

I can't lose, in that zone, three peat

I rock Westwood yeah RIP

Platinum slasher flick yeah, first degree

Ain't nobody rapping really on that shit like me yeah

Boy shit yeah, he don't rap on beat yeah

Bitch bad but they come three a piece yeah

Crazy girl at the show wanna link yeah

She like plat, so she calling just for me yeah

Crazy girl she like plat fuck me yeah

Most these bitches ain't even met me at my peak yeah

I like platinum cause it shine, way I glow

It always be the bitch that hate that fan the most

Fuck that fan, fuck your broad, fuck your hoe

Fuck that bitch, got my dick in her throat

She a hoe, Imma grab on her throat

He can't dress, told him kill himself he broke

She a short haired bitch, Dej Loaf

That bitch think plat the one, yeah I know

Plat Tape (faint)

I pop x to fall asleep, yeah she be calling me 

What the fuck she want she wanna yeah, climb on top of me

Bitch so bad she look like Latto yeah, come and fuck on me

I pop x pack like a rockstar, I pop boof pack like a rasta

Come around yeah, get your opp popped

Fuck that opp bitch, she like backshots

I fuck on my bitch, she like backshots

Yeah I keep it undercover, cause my cash dark

Yeah I keep a lil runner, call bro nascar

Yeah I fuck all on that ass, make that bitch a star, damn

I pop out at Delta I got jetlag 

Yeah I land on different country, what the fuck the flag?

I turn them dollars into euros, then I bought a bag

I don't fuck with nobody yeah, fuck a tag

I'm out in London I'm in Europe, yeah I pop tags

I'm on the road cutting up, yeah I swerve fast

Bitch on the road she pop x, all she know is crash

She rock with Twi love her ass, so all she know is cash

I pop x to fall asleep, yeah she be calling me 

What the fuck she want she wanna yeah, climb on top of me

Bitch so bad she look like Latto yeah, come and fuck on me

I pop x pack like a rockstar, I pop boof pack like a rasta

Come around yeah, get your opp popped

Fuck that opp bitch, she like backshots

I fuck on my bitch, she like backshots

Yeah I keep it undercover, cause my cash dark

Yeah I keep a lil runner, call bro nascar

Yeah I fuck all on that ass, make that bitch a star, damn

Latto (faint)

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, she be buying gold, she be wanting Platinum, yeah yeah

She said Plat I want my back blown, yeah yeah

Getting money we already know what it is

Yeah I'm rich, we rich huh

We could go bag for bag huh, we could go blick for blick huh

He want stick for stick huh, we can go bitch for bitch huh

He want whip for whip huh, we could go hit for hit yeah

I'm a crash out, don't give a fuck bout where I is

She a smart lil bitch, she go to college, eat my kids

She said she wan die twice, so I went and popped the lid

And she take all these drugs, so she crash in the whip

I got turbo on the cat, I got molly in my piss

Took that bitch to Japan, I can't understand shit

They can't understand me neither, but they know I'm speaking rich

I got chrome on my body, BDM on my wrist

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, yeah I'm on go

Pop out at a store, she be buying gold, she be wanting Platinum, yeah yeah

She said Plat I want my back blown, yeah yeah

Getting money we already know what it is

Egodeath (faint)

That boy he can't afford it

 I should think less and I should party more

I should think less and I should pop more

Yeah that boy a broke bitch, can't get in the door

Yeah that bitch thought she scored, she not on the board

I'm in Japan, Osaka, dressed in motorsport

She raised her hand, can I top it? Yeah bitch of course

I'm blowing all these bags yeah, fucking foreign whores, yeah

Yeah, and look what this paper do, imma make her lose it yeah

And what her friend do, I knew she couldn't yeah

This what you into? alright lets do it yeah

Get into it, yeah Twi never losing yeah

I make her sweat

She like pills and love huh, pills and sex

And she know I cannot love her, on the next

And she swerving in that cat, and she sending drunk texts, oh yeah yeah yeah

Crash out for the night, feel like you wanna be here your whole life

Thought I died and met god I testify

Anything to make it cool between you and I, yeah

Fucked up, fucked up, I'm fucked up

Sending all these texts bout bitches, ain't know where I was

And I'm only here for one night, cause fuck love

And we reaching for the bottom of bottles, it's drunk lust

Yeah I gotta new bag, I bought it

If this shit about them racks, I got em

Pimp that hoe for them bags, I got it

Yeah this crazy raver hoe tryna suck me for the profit

Yeah crazy raver hoe, I pull up to her apartment

Yeah I just did a show at the rave I fill my pockets

Asian bitch, Asian hoe tryna jerk me through my pocket

Keep quiet duck low yeah Plat the most wanted, damn

And that's how it is for real, my bitch looks could kill

And she throw it back on me, and I'm just tryna feel

And she a fan for real, fuck how you feel

And fuck your friends for real, all them bitches weird

Crash out for the night, feel like you wanna be here your whole life

Thought I died and met god I testify

Anything to make it cool between you and I, yeah

That boy he can't afford it

 I should think less and I should party more

I should think less and I should pop more

Yeah that boy a broke bitch, can't get in the door

Yeah that bitch thought she scored, she not on the board

I'm in Japan, Osaka, dressed in motorsport

She raised her hand, can I top it? Yeah bitch of course

I'm blowing all these bags yeah, fucking foreign whores, yeah

Osaka (spaceboyren)

Twilight

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