VYTHE - TOXIC
You serve rock on my block, where my sale tax?
Said he a shoota i yank off his dogtag
Take off his head now that boy got a toetag
Shoot out the roof
Smokin boof
Pass that stack to my hoe
Got new tint for her coupe
Switch on the semi knock you off ya stoop
Nardwuar be my stick it go "do do do do!"
Ay
He run like usain
Light him w/ butane
Give that hoe dick
Make her shake like sum loose change
Strut down ya block hit my bop im on soul train
Pop off an opp knock his top like its champagne
Woo!
I'm in this hoe gettin piped up
Came to shoot, why you holdin dat knife up?
Actin nutty just wait til my glock bust
Sprinkle my seed on yo bitch like its crop dust!
And my bag goyard
Cus i go hard :p
Shine like the northstar
Maybe quasar
And we spinnin til we see a squad car
If they chase then we shootin like black tar
I'm so, i'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick
I'm so sick x4
Rip x <3
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VYTHE - HOCKEYSTIXX
H e double hockey stick, i pop them with a sloppy stick H e double hockey stick, i pop them with a sloppy stick H e double hockey stick, don't talk to me, that's not just it hg
VYTHE - 60 MILES #FREELILRT
{Intro} I ain't give birth to ya' son but I made 'em These niggas copy, verbatim Tweaked off the pills, think yo' ass need some kratom These industry
VYTHE - DUMMY
{Intro} Ayy, twelve with a switch (Делит на бите, с*ка) move yo' bitch ass Move yo' bitch ass, move yo' bitch ass Shout-out my Russian brother (Ha)
VYTHE - LIKE ME
Jus like a gardener i keep my tool up (tulip) Suck my dick, lick the drool up Gratata at yo whip and you ain't even back up But you brakkin & bool, huh And these venues
VYTHE - KRANKK
{Chorus} I do dope not dank This that krankk Wet that bit like sank (sink) Like, like, like I do dope not dank This that krankk Wet that bit like
VYTHE - FLESH
{Chorus} I do dope not dank This that krankk Wet that bit like sank (sink) Like, like, like I do dope not dank This that krankk Wet that bit like
VYTHE - KYS
{Chorus} Don’t even feel myself Nigga run up on me he gon’ kill himself I make her feel herself Gas pack loud can’t hear myself Don’t even feel
VYTHE - Ground
{chorus} Lifes a game, but i didn’t come to play around Then you came and burned my heart into the ground Then you came and burned my heart into the ground Then you came
VYTHE - Again
{intro} Bitch im not yo kin so don’t call me twin B-b-b bitch im not yo kin so don’t call me twin {chorus} And ill never trust a bitch again
VYTHE - HELLBOUND
{ chorus} Damn, my choppa sound like a fighter jet Glock 45 and that shit aint retire yet My choppa sound like a fighter jet Glock 45 and that shit aint retire yet
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