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[intro: glaive & drake]
k!ll yourself, k!ll yourself, die, die, die
glaivecord, yes
pluh
oh my god, oh my god
yes, i’m sorry

[verse 1: tansea]
got a rocket, i’mma put it to the test
feel like glaive, all i do is try my best
ain’t n0body with me in the end
i need checks, i’m not needing any friends
brother tried to tell me that he’s better than me
that’s a lie
i’m in glaivecord with my brothers, yeah we’re set for life
homies tried to testify
i might have to test this fye
all of you are writing linеs
i speak what is on my mind

[verse 2: enhance]
my life like a toss up
i don’t likе to gossip
i stay inside my room
all by myself, bae, i’m pre-occupied
and now you’re out of sight
and now you’re out of mind
i keep to myself
i swear to god baby, i’ll be fine
i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine
(i swear i’ll be alright, i’ll be alright, i’ll be alright)
[verse 3: zentious]
i got blasted, b-tch
like how do you know?
cause you’ve been on my line
stop texting my phone
why-why you copy my sh-t lil b-tch? you a clone
don’t ever try a player when you playing on your own
i pull out a stu who do you give f-ck about?
let me see the wallet too
that could get a word of mouth
it’ll go around, it’ll go around
i will pull up to your b-tch and i’ll d-ck her down

[verse 4: item]
f-ck that hoe, what she want?
yeah, yeah, she want some more
i f-cked that hoe, f-cked that b-tch
now she wanna f-ck the clique
and i got a strap, i ain’t talking about no lesbian sh-t
and yeah she wanna see my gun
i make that sh-t go cl!ck-cl!ck-cl!ck

[verse 5: iktl!]
automatic whip, no it don’t got no clutch
i got a bag on me that i don’t even touch
i keep two straps on me, we pop out double dutch
yeah, the heat gon make him puff, yeah
i pose for the photo, don’t do promo
met my new b-tch out in soho, she an old soul
no, i don’t care about your problems
we famous local, then made it global
she keep an 8 on her and i’mma make him lowball
[verse 6: zentious]
ohh, ohh, ohh
don’t ever try to let go
don’t ever try to let go
ohh

[verse 7: devvn]
bands on me, i keep ten bands on me
posted with your hoe, won’t take her hands off me
sipping robotussin and it boutta have me sleep
shout out misterrobo, that’s a day one homie
d-mn, why you calling on my phone again?
i got pulled over with a blunt in my hand
your hoe be blowing me, like wind blowing the sand
like d-mn

[verse 8: senya]
привет, как дела?
да, я знаю что не очень
просто будь со мной, подожди чуть-чуть подольше
я сделаю 1000 причин чтобы ты со мной осталась
но прошу не уходи, подожди еще чуть малость
у меня демон в голове, но я его не знаю
это последствие того что от меня осталось
я пью так много кофе, оно мне не помогает
и только твое присутствие меня жить заставляет
[verse 9: uxbie]
i guess that you were right
i was blinded by myself, lost the love overnight
so tell me, are you still fine?
is me staying alright?
or would you rather have me go this time?
if not it’s alright
i just want your honesty
just know i’ll miss us
so just let me hold your hand
and if you’re okay with that let’s just both run away

[verse 10: braincell]
make his head rock, yeah
haymaker to the jaw
he getting headshot
now he bleeding on the floor
i’m making dead cops (freeze!)
now i’m wiping out the force
put the pedal to the floor
atleast i’m dying in a porsche

[verse 11: pulsar]
i got nothing but fake friends
take me where the road ends
this b-tch tryna k!ll me, what?
that’s not how the story ends
these hoes think i’m crazy
cause i always gaslit
i think these hoes crazy
cause i always leave them slits
b-tches think i’m not enough
i’ll show you i’ve had enough
call up gang and we pulled up
leave his body left to rust
they say that i’m too insane
rob your pockets, shoot your brain
only had 2k on him
waste of life, i can’t explain

[verse 12: ashthekidd]
i’ve been tryna fall asleep
i’ve been tryna catch some z’s
she said that she love me
and i told her “b-tch, please”
cus that hoe thought that she was sharp
but i never felt a spark
and that day you fell apart
burnt through me like some matches
and then you threw me out
and then you left me in the past tense

[verse 13: jinn]
we meet again
it’s a shame we had to meet under these circumstances
listen, i really do not want to k!ll you
but you leave me no choice
b, i’m spinning on the block, and it’s contagious
p-ssy boy you talking, get up out my mentions
i got shooters in my circle with extensions
b-tch i got a fenty in my cup, i pour it up
p-ssy wanna talk, but i’m gon hit him f-cking up
i got bands in my fit, p-ssy boy you is a snitch
pull up to the function with a f-cking twelve bl!ck

[verse 14: karma]
i’mma go thing mandem, you gon see no blood, know the cops outside (wah)
cause when i pop my sh-t, when man get l!cked, you ain’t see no guy (homicide)
love my b-tch, but she look like a witch, i’m just letting that slide (p-ssy)
and i got guns for all my cousins, let that jawn fly
let that jawn fly, gang (fly)
i’mma let that jawn fly (fly)
in the wind, like a kite (high)
smoking on crush cloud (nine)
i’m f-cked up but that’s (alright)
pulsar got me, he that (guy)
we gon trapping all night
and you know i’m uhh (f-ck)

[verse 15: yefaaa]
posted with my b-tch, hop on a f-cking train
and that b-tch ain’t pulling up, till that train make santa fe
i be getting to my money, i just made a hundred k
met a girl named astrid, she wasn’t the same
i get to the cash, them digits
i put him on blast, that midget
hit from the back, she with it
i got a stack, she trippin (yuh)
i got a b-tch and we watching the telly
i got a b-tch and she shake it like jelly
that b-tch is latina, not talking about ellie
that b-tch like to rap, so i’m calling her jennie

[verse 16: velore]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up, f-ck it up, like bow
acetaminophen, i’m surfing through the crowd
swerve the block, yeah, i swerve up your whole town
it’s quite embarrasing, you can’t step to me without fear that you’ll get downed
get down, you’re like a dog to me
i’m counting stupid bands, my money look like monopoly
i’m on top till the end of the world, b-tch there’s no stopping me
velore on goat mode, velore too op

[verse 17: dazed?!]
i’mma pull up on this block off an oxy
yo b-tch she begging me for brain like a zombie
i got my paste on her face, that boy tried to copy
and i’mma aim at his body, like paparazzi
just like drake, she play with my meat
not f-cking with lames, stop following me
i’m keeping her wet when she riding on me
i’m staying on top, just how it should be

[outro: dazed?!]
and just like that i’m done with my verse
people listening, if you’re in new jersey you aren’t safe
f-ck new jersey, i’m blowing that sh-t up
type sh-t
glaivecord
f-ck? f-ck you talking about

- glaivecord

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