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cover art: @blastoffspaceboy on tiktok

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azul:
shooter a geek he goin vape that nigga
my opps run down imma take me a nigga 
i’m tapping his pockets if his shit look bigger
i didn’t mean to hit him im drunk off the liquor 
im reaching cuz i know that my shit be quicker
can’t fuck with a cypher like my name is dipper
hand in my pocket, take bro out the picture 
i’m jamming this bitch like it’s stuck in the zipper

i’m in toronto with drake 
im in toronto with yurms and he toting a drake
fucking with gang a mistake
i’d up that shit at his place for whatever it takes
you lie in whatever you make
we lying him down cuz that nigga wanna talk to the jakes
the shit you be rocking is fake
i’m in new york and they’re rocking with me and atake

my shooter looking like Musa
my shooter looking like Musa cuz my shooter musa 
gun to his head he medusa 
gun in his hand make him shake cuz that nigga a loser 
i’m with the bitches like future
i don’t play your songs in the car because that shit be humor 
i’m in the A like i’m BK the rula
said chop do do do like that boy from vancouver 

i put that boy in a pack
i put that boy in a pack and they still ain’t get back
i put that boy in a pack
if i put that smoke to his lung i make that shit collapse 
i’m spending money in Saks
chop hit his back look like i put switch on an axe 

musa:
I ain’t sippin liquor, bitch
I’m sippin quagen on quagen on quagen 
Just copped me some spray up, I ain’t smoke in months
And I got me that doo doo doo w the drum 
One thing they don’t tell you bout getting cash under the table, as soon as you lack, you a bum 
Like big homie held me down 4 different months
I got a settlement check, yeah it’s funds
Needed a deal so bad, never got what I want
But shiii
Now I got labels that call every day & they’re giving me bread cause I’m talkin that shit
Bitch I don’t stop I just do what I want
Audemars be the watch w the diamonds that glitz 
Bitch wanna fuck but I don’t wanna do it, I ain’t getting played, but she begging for kids
Im at the end of my wits 
Got g19 5th gen & it came w a switch 
Like I got so much to lose, but I don’t really care if I crash out, bitch I’m a grinch 
I don’t get sad or too happy, I spot me an opp see red, then I go for the blitz
I’ll do the hit, on foot, myself no problem but bbyazul in the whip 
He got a finger that’s ready to itch 
Doodoodoo automatic the switch 
I’m smokin alien lilo & stitch 
I know my life is exquisite the presi my suite at the seasons, not at the ritz
Fuck it
I don’t wanna switch my flow ima stay at the same pace that I been set 
Clip so big it look like a baguette 
Bitch text me I leave her on read
I’m so up I got so much bread

my shooter a geek + musa

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Robot

Prod. Jett
Lyrics:
(Anyways Goodnight BDD)
Yeah yeah
I crashed my car a couple times I hit a fucikin’ person I’m dangerous in the V
(Mr dent can we take you to Saks?)
Yeah yeah
I beat her back up cave her walls in she know my name she screaming BDD
Yeah
Got her dripping like a faucet BDD the plumber always fix the leak
Yeah yeah
Really been on my boss shit be back this summer to preach to the streets

Yeah
I rip the bong with the beer I smoke the ciggy down yeah they call me crazy BDD
Yeah these some grills not veneers got VVS diamonds shining dancin’ on my teeth
Yeah no vision can’t see I’m hardly driving drunk lately I’ve been swerving off the beans
Yeah always double cupped up never catch me sipping beer, speaking of which where’s my lean?

I swerve the beam down I-93 we dodging cop cars
Her man fed as fuck he acting like he Paul Blart
Favorite ex bitch left me you can’t hurt me got a small heart
Glaze your bitch up with my frosting I ain’t talking bout to pop tart
I swerve the beam down I-93 we dodging cop cars
Her man fed as fuck he acting like he Paul Blart
Favorite ex bitch left me you can’t hurt me got a small heart
Glaze your bitch up with my frosting I ain’t talking bout to pop tart

I spent a honeybun all on my rings got ice up on the Chrome Hearts
Changed my name to “Erect Dick” I always go hard
Took your hoe out Saks 5th we matching Goyard
Swerve the beamer stick shift yo shit in the tow yard

Yeah yeah
I crashed my car a couple times I hit a fucikin’ person I’m dangerous in the V
(Mr dent can we take you to Saks?)
Yeah yeah
I beat her back up cave her walls in she know my name she screaming BDD
Yeah
Got her dripping like a faucet BDD the plumber always fix the leak
Yeah yeah
Really been on my boss shit be back this summer to preach to the streets

I spent a honeybun all on my rings got ice up on the Chrome Hearts
Changed my name to “Erect Dick” I always go hard
Took your hoe out Saks 5th we matching Goyard
Swerve the beamer stick shift yo shit in the tow yard

Yeah yeah
I crashed my car a couple times I hit a fucikin’ person I’m dangerous in the V
(Mr dent can we take you to Saks?)
Yeah yeah
I beat her back up cave her walls in she know my name she screaming BDD
Yeah
Got her dripping like a faucet BDD the plumber always fix the leak
Yeah yeah
Really been on my boss shit be back this summer to preach to the streets

ERECT DICK ##

Prod. Only
Lyrics:
(Anyways Goodnight BDD)
Drift the beamer M3 watch me swerve off
BDD he going broke, never heard of
On this beat feel like Melly, I’ma murder
Hot boy in the tele, Bobby Shmurda
Drift the beamer M3 watch me swerve off
BDD he going broke, never heard of
On this beat feel like Melly, I’ma murder
Hot boy in the tele, Bobby Shmurda

Yeah I’m hot in the trap
You know I swerve the pack
6’1 and I’m Wasian you ain’t getting your bitch back
Make him run like an athlete this ain’t track
Set the damn school record with how fast I get to cash
Yeah I’m hot in the trap
You know I swerve the pack
6’1 and I’m Wasian you ain’t getting your bitch back
Make him run like an athlete this ain’t track
Set the damn school record with how fast I get to cash

Yeah yeah
This hoe said goodnight to me
I’m thinking back to the good time when you never fight with me
Yeah yeah thinking back out to them nights when you would drive with me
I think of back out to that one time we riding by the sea
I think of back out to the first time you told me you love me

I’ma keep it a buck I’ma keep it a P
That I still wanna fuck on my ex lowkey
If you ever hear this song just hit my line 
Ha
I won’t waste your time
“Im not ready for relationship” that’s my favorite line
Roll the 8th up straight to facing shit Ima be high Feel like Juice when I took a perc Ima be fine
White hoe on me make it twerk just know she ain’t mint

(Anyways Goodnight BDD)
Drift the beamer M3 watch me swerve off
BDD he going broke, never heard of
On this beat feel like Melly, I’ma murder
Hot boy in the tele, Bobby Shmurda
Drift the beamer M3 watch me swerve off
BDD he going broke, never heard of
On this beat feel like Melly, I’ma murder
Hot boy in the tele, Bobby Shmurda

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