Turn Left EP

I Tried

Single

A DI XALE - FLEX THE NINJA x WNDRSZN x VEEZOVIEW x AMOBEATZ

Lyrics

Verse 1

baby vibes dont die
vibes dont die dont lie neither
only one I need up in the two seater
all white inside like a new freezer
never did hoes, I dont do pleasers
I dont go outside I dont do meet ups
cuttin to the point, I dont do teasers
in the field I don't do bench or bleachers


we was in the flats down in Partial
feelin like your 20s movin past ya
sip and set alight some greener pastures
told me all that faith wouldn't last ya
how the fuck you turn into a cynic
how the fuck you doubt I turn the game into a clinic
how you not believe I'd really pull up in the meanest
how you not believe I really mean it girl
I'm hopin that you seein this
used to look too wavy by a nigga
ass fat I was hated by niggas
bust it open you might have a baby by nigga
now you talkin all crazy try a nigga
you still clickin on the latest by a nigga 
you still textin while you faded,"bye nigga"
like "I heard that you done made it,aight nigga
think you went up like a thousand Fahrenheits"

Bridge

God damn right I did
how you never take calls,bout to ball,warhol can't call no dibs
cant nobody stall my wishlist
links on glitz grab stars and I put em on this
niggas ain know the feels before I really put em on this 
movies know I put em on flicks

Hook

baby vibes dont die
vibes dont die dont lie neither
only one I need up in the two seater
all white inside like a new freezer
vibes dont die 
vibes don't dont lie
still the one you love, you like
only one that ever loved you right

Verse 2

Drippin on retro, fuck pretty little things
crib so big I could hear my own echo
take it way back like ecko
I could never do you wrong 
guess this shit took too long
shit Im sippin way too strong
couldn't play games girl I'm way to grown
you blowin up my phone
you doin way too much
but you ain doin enough
guess you do need love
all that shit you was rapping
woulda thought it was christmas yeah
got your friends all in my business yeah
don't give a fuck girl I been this 
way
I recall i used to make you come, how we come to an end though
feels got you tangled,fell for a nigga from the ends though
you was drippin on kenzo
late night tryna figure how the plans go 
no place on your body where my hands can't go
hit the kinda angles that make your body tremble baby
Baby, vibes don't die

Hook 2

baby vibes dont die
vibes dont die dont lie neither
only one I need up in the two seater
all white inside like a new freezer
baby vibes dont die 
vibes don't dont lie
still the one you love, you like
only one that loved you right oh yeah

Vibes Don' Die

Apple Music

1. Vibes Don' Die

Lyrics

Yeah, ayayaahh

Verse 1

She don't want no slow shit I got some vibes
typa girls that facebeat on IG LIVE
Way too many freaks tryna turn to wives
any y'all can get it I don't got no type
fluffy skies and puffy eyes
sippin muddy water with no bother yeah
days you couldn't make it and got caught up yeah
hours spent dreamin,servant quarters
The Young and Bad 
out of money, out of order
all the fashionova you can order
high on life, if we ever slip we still gon' fall up
never pour yourself out, you just pour up yeah


Hook

Shots of henny
drown in plenty yeah
Louis fanny, come in handy
different colour xannies, look like candy
right into space, that's where it sent me yeah

Take that shit all the way
Take that shit all the way
you think you know all the plays
Till I got you back at my place

told her take that shit all the way
told her take that shit all the way
told her take that shit all the way yeah
take that shit all the way yeah

Verse 2

You down to ride
 sweat it out afterhours
You down to ride
for a night at the towers
You down to ride
in the backseat with no towel
You down to ride
ass like thunder drippin,showers

Bitches swear they got it all except some feelings
on the gram, Kylie
that ass worth a billy
got some plans,to make it real she said really
let's just seal it, they can't matchup they look silly
I don't feel it
throw on new fits like everyday,  you got a temper
don't want no drama, leave that shit for all her glam-up
savin money, out in Bali, come December
love is danger, whole city full of scammers

Hook 2

Shots of henny
drown in plenty yeah
Louis fanny, come in handy
different colour xannies, look like candy
right into space, that's where it sent me yeah

Take that shit all the way
Take that shit all the way
you think you know all the plays
Till I got you back at my place

told her take that shit all the way
told her take that shit all the way
told her take that shit all the way yeah
take that shit all the way yeah


Yeah, take it all uh huuuh

The Young And Bad

2. The Young And Bad

Lyrics

Verse 1

She said "I'm tryna get on your dick and not your nerves
pull up on you with some class, a bit of thirst up in my purse
Slidin in your direct,slide down on the curve
promise you gon keep it private
extra energies might curse this"
went from laughing at my jokes
to moaning at my strokes
suckin out your soul
look like your from centre fold
need that kinda love that dont get old
need that sass, I need that bold
don't care for what I been told 
let you know that I been sold on you

Hook

She said I'm need ma shit ate
back blown
act up, give you somethin you can act on
backbone make it flex on you 

pull up on me, bit late
got the waves, bitrate
get the fix know you fixate
long legs make the shit shake

you know
told me get it boy it's yours
supersoaker with the jaws
cheeks clappin like applause
I know you know

its yours 
baby it's yours
it's yours baby it's yours
it's yours baby it's yours oh yeah


Outro

Pull up give me dome
don't give a fuck bout what you been told
you know you my queen sit on your throne
got me in the mood, In my zone
Yeah Yeah

Pull up give me dome
when Im with you can't pull out my phone
these other bitches washed, all that foam
got me at my best,back in form 
Yeah Yeah

Yours

3. Yours

Lyrics

Intro (7 Days Of Summer)

Let's get this party started 
Oh you just stick to riding 
Splash, I make it rain so
I suggested, I'm suggesting 
Closer, come on closer

Verse 1 (WNDRSZN)

Just tell me if you love the way it feel
Up the driveway, got your feet up on the wheel babe
Rubbin on that wet till you squeal 
Put my hand over your mouth, tryna chill
You had dreams about this shit
I make it real
Blow this paper, pour some blood under your heels babe
You gon feel all the feels
You gon stop playin the field babe

Hook

Closer 
Closer
Getting close to you, closer to your dreams
Getting close to you, closer tp your dreams
Closer
Closer

Verse 2 (7 Days Of Summer)

She bad and she down to fuck 
Let's take it slow, ain't no need to rush
And she know we grown, we don't need to fuss
And bad I like the dance that she did for me
Goin straight for the business we don't talk a lot
I got comfortable, I start the romantics
Touchin on her thighs, feelin on my tatoos
Fingers rollin through my hair while I'm swerving 

Hook 2

Closer 
Closer
Getting close to you, closer to your dreams
Getting close to you, closer tp your dreams
Closer
Closer

Closer

4. Closer (feat. 7 Days Of Summer)

Lyrics

Verse 1

Only like my girls shaky when I hit the spot
Cappin bitches everywhere but no one is fit to top you
Too young to rush but too old to waste time
few blunts and cups up, you owe you a great time
show up for your muhfuckin self
glow up with no muhfuckin help
grow up leave that boy he a welp
 lowest rated nigga on Yelp
you need a move your hand type nigga
backshots on "Damn" type nigga
make time, make plans type nigga
make moves, make bank type nigga
got me on your "close friends" list
but we more than that 
you know all of that 
we go way back
you know all the facts
you still laid back
you still got your set with you
ride and die with you
out in college with a 4.0
edges grew back got a fat ass
drink water, hydrate got clear skin
still online runnin back checks on me
I dare you  come place all bets on me
come sex on me

5. 4.0

Lyrics

Verse 1

Bitches dont love theyselves
 thats why they stuck chasin niggas who won't ever love em back
why you unpackin all your shit up in these tweets, can't relax
savin money while you wastin the only thing you cannot make back
last night you were sayin all the things you  might wanna take back
All y'all need a nigga with a Benz
Wish your nigga get a couple tips from the Gram
we can't facetime till I tell you in advance
you butterthick still be tryna lose a couple grams
you believe that love is all a scam
couple real niggas in your line can't get a chance
you don't trust nobody but your friends 
all y'all ever do is hit the club, take shots and smoke dank
you be findin faults in me, like I don't overlook yours
I gotta give you dick and take your rants,
those the only things I'm good for
tell me what you need, tell me what you need
tell me what you really look for
tell me where we meet tell, me what you in the mood for

Hook

Tell me when you down to move forward
I know you want my heart but you gotta make a move for it

Make a move 
Make a move
Make a move

Make a move
Make a move
Make a move
Make a move
Make a move 
Make a move
Make a move
Make a move

Outro

Won't you cut the shit won't you lemme know baby
gotta lot to fix won't you let me go baby 
Won't you cut the shit, won't you lemme know baby

Move

6. Move

Lyrics

Verse 1

Got me sky high
Sippin on that pussy juice, Mai Tai
Leave day, off work 
Make you come like 5 times 
Call me, I come drivin from the far side
Niggas got more cap than the WiFi 
Twerkin in the section all these bitches give you side eye
You can't kill the vibe nigga why try
I'ma make it through it's been a while
Fuck you with some passion,
Double penetration 
Crack the window, air the room out
Need some ventilation 
Pour some Henny, roll the grade up
Don't keep Daddy waitin 
Shake it till it's quakin
Throw some bands and lemme take it

Hook

Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money

Bad ting, Bad ting
Baby girl a bad ting
ass fat, mad ting
sippin on Martin
Swimmin in the wet wet it's a backyard ting
Splash, Splash cuttin through the waters
It's a yatch ting

Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money

Verse 2

Tats on your thighs, Fendi bodysuit
Said I snatch souls and some money too
Drip drip drip baby honeydew 
Got me doin all the things I hardly do
Face beat, freakum, bloody shoes
Flexin on the gram like you got it too
In the corner sippin muddy ooh
Tell me that it's got you feelin naughty ooh
YSL kneehighs
Got these niggas dehydrated 
Kill the feline
Tell em join the beeline
Waiting girl I need signs
Pull up in that Nissan
Faded, need some "We" time
Showcase all that behind

Hook 2

Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money

Bad ting, Bad ting
Baby girl a bad ting
ass fat, mad ting
sippin on Martin
Swimmin in the wet wet it's a backyard ting
Splash, Splash cuttin through the waters
It's a yatch ting

Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money
Take my money

5. 4.0

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