Sure thing! Here’s a freestyle text about summer, Vestmannaeyjar, and the gang: --- Yo, it's summertime in Vestmannaeyjar, feelin' the vibe, With the gang by my side, we take a cosmic ride. Sun's shinin' bright, on these Icelandic shores, In the warmth of summer, our spirits soar. In the land of fire and ice, we find our peace, With the gang together, our worries cease. From the volcanic peaks, to the ocean's blue, In the heart of summer, our dreams come true. We gather 'round, laughin' under the midnight sun, In Vestmannaeyjar, our adventures have just begun. Explorin' the islands, with friends so dear, In the summer breeze, we have no fear. From the puffins' flight, to the waves' embrace, In the beauty of nature, we find our place. With the gang in tow, we roam so free, In the summer glow, just you and me. Barbecues and bonfires, under the starry sky, In Vestmannaeyjar, we let our spirits fly. With the endless days, and the nights so bright, In the summer's warmth, everything feels right. We hike the trails, and sail the seas, In the heart of summer, we find our ease. With the gang by our side, every moment's sweet, In Vestmannaeyjar, our hearts beat. From the Eldfell's peak, to the Heimaey's shore, In the summer's light, we explore more. With laughter and joy, in every step we take, In the warmth of summer, memories we make. The gang and I, in this island's embrace, In Vestmannaeyjar, we find our space. With the sun above, and the ocean near, In the summer's glow, everything's clear. Three minutes long, in this summer's song, With the gang together, we can't go wrong. In Vestmannaeyjar, where the days are bright, In the heart of summer, we find our light. --- Hope that captures the summer vibes with your gang in Vestmannaeyjar! Enjoy the season!
Gang, gang, gang I'm the hottest young nigga in the city (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) (Grah, grah, grah) I'm just in charge of this shit Gang, gang, gang Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (grrt) Bang, bang, bang Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt My stepper gon' brush him if I press the button, too drippy to scuffle (drip, drip, too drippy to scuffle) The blick in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? (Blicky, the blicky, the blicky, the blicky, so why would I tussle?) Diamonds dancing, flooded We done turned nothing to something (we done turned nothing to something) Niggas be capping, bluffing Tweak, that's a hole in your muffin (brrt, tweak, that's a hole in your muffin) What's all the tension? (Skrrt) Tried to run off with the drip, but ain't give me a mention (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Swish him, we bench him, treesh at the drop, we gon' pull up with blickies and drench him (boom, boom, boom, grrt) Look at these actors (skrrt), dropping the rakes (skrrt), they ain't ever spinned Cali (they ain't ever spinned Cali, pussy) Spinning for rappers (skrrt), what's the chances (skrrt) that he got his ratchet? (Skrrt, skrrt, boom, boom, boom) It's gon' be a disaster, he ain't no stepper, that boy into fashion (pussy) Stop all that capping, aim for his māthā, cabbage, he in a casket (grrt) Gang-gang gon' wack him, he made a diss, trying to get a reaction (pussy) Can't wait to catch him, crash him, whole gang spinning for the back end (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, back end) Want me to be disrespectful? Pull up to the funeral, spit in the coffin (spit in that coffin) Put more shots in his māthā, they can't see his face, that's for all that talking (boom, boom, boom, boom, pussy) Headshot, he ain't gon' make it, his brains on the pavement, no witness, no statement (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) My killers ain't taking no payment, they said it's for free, point him out, they gon' off him (gang, gang, gang, pussy) Gun a nigga down, drop a diss, R. I. P. Lil Pint, pour a four of that drip (boom, boom, boom) All we know, run down, go skitz, let my ooter catch him lacking and they hopping out the whip (grrt) See all the hate through these Carti's (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Kodak fresh home off a pardon (blicky) Casamigos, don't sip no Bacardi (no Bacardi) Repping Brooklyn like Biggie and Harden (brooklyn) Ride out, AR with the scope Pull up with Coach, now he a ghost (skrrt, skrrt) Kill a opp, then make a toast (grrt, pussy) Hit a opp treesh while she driving the boat (boom, boom, boom) Stuffing the stick in the glizzy (blick, blick, glizzy) Clip came see-through just like Bizzy Hoolies gon' spin 'til he dizzy (skrrt, skrrt) Spot him and hop out the renty (grrt) Catch a body then hit up the jeweler (boom, boom, boom) I got 20 blue tips in the Ruger (gang, gang, gang) Back then, used to flock out the Uber (skrrt, skrrt) Off a scooter, then maneuver (skrrt, skrrt) Can't respond to no nigga that gave his whole crew up (ha-ha-ha), goofies Niggas stole all the drip, act like they never knew us (niggas stole all my drip, act like they never knew us) Got a bad yellow bitch that'll line you from Cuba (got a bad yellow bitch, treesh, treesh) She gon' swing me the addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em like hookah (that addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em) Niggas ain't spinning shit, they just type on computers (ain't spinning shit, they just type on) And my last name "Blick", so I'm picking the tool up (blick, gang, gang, gang, Blicky, the Blicky)
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best version on youtube so much better without the long build up
U must not got the charisma
If you think this is most accurate check mine
nah the long build up makes it better fr
@@Velz5ivefr
Qa kari je tu bo kap dil merre n Fli njo gjuja n ftyr merre kesen liro shtallen myte vetin
So Simple but one of the craziest beats I ever heard
The producers are black balled by the rappers
Wym
exactly what he said what don’t you get?
@@thealienhooper check out my playlist share it to others only if u find truth
@@CountOnClutch thanks
@@JayDeeFrm7400bru how
oh my godddd i literally want the long build up 😭😭😭
Definitely gonna remix
He fucked up with the long build up, luckily you fixed it up this heat 🔥😭
it was 22 bars into the song with the beat drop
firee
THIS SHIT IS HARDDDDDDDDD 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Too hard
PLS DO JOKES UP INSTRUMENTAL ON THE NEW ALBUM HE REALEASED
man which one of you niggas is eating chips in the backround of the song bro
😂😂
A a merre mallin pi raftit qoja erblinit beratit sakatin e rakit koniakit ma vjedhen be ropt e boshniakit jeta ket loj e fatit e zarit
Reminds me of Michael Myers
Best part is 1:50
Goof.
Sure thing! Here’s a freestyle text about summer, Vestmannaeyjar, and the gang:
---
Yo, it's summertime in Vestmannaeyjar, feelin' the vibe,
With the gang by my side, we take a cosmic ride.
Sun's shinin' bright, on these Icelandic shores,
In the warmth of summer, our spirits soar.
In the land of fire and ice, we find our peace,
With the gang together, our worries cease.
From the volcanic peaks, to the ocean's blue,
In the heart of summer, our dreams come true.
We gather 'round, laughin' under the midnight sun,
In Vestmannaeyjar, our adventures have just begun.
Explorin' the islands, with friends so dear,
In the summer breeze, we have no fear.
From the puffins' flight, to the waves' embrace,
In the beauty of nature, we find our place.
With the gang in tow, we roam so free,
In the summer glow, just you and me.
Barbecues and bonfires, under the starry sky,
In Vestmannaeyjar, we let our spirits fly.
With the endless days, and the nights so bright,
In the summer's warmth, everything feels right.
We hike the trails, and sail the seas,
In the heart of summer, we find our ease.
With the gang by our side, every moment's sweet,
In Vestmannaeyjar, our hearts beat.
From the Eldfell's peak, to the Heimaey's shore,
In the summer's light, we explore more.
With laughter and joy, in every step we take,
In the warmth of summer, memories we make.
The gang and I, in this island's embrace,
In Vestmannaeyjar, we find our space.
With the sun above, and the ocean near,
In the summer's glow, everything's clear.
Three minutes long, in this summer's song,
With the gang together, we can't go wrong.
In Vestmannaeyjar, where the days are bright,
In the heart of summer, we find our light.
---
Hope that captures the summer vibes with your gang in Vestmannaeyjar! Enjoy the season!
chatgpt ahh song
Gang, gang, gang
I'm the hottest young nigga in the city (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
(Grah, grah, grah)
I'm just in charge of this shit
Gang, gang, gang
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (grrt)
Bang, bang, bang
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
My stepper gon' brush him if I press the button, too drippy to scuffle (drip, drip, too drippy to scuffle)
The blick in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? (Blicky, the blicky, the blicky, the blicky, so why would I tussle?)
Diamonds dancing, flooded
We done turned nothing to something (we done turned nothing to something)
Niggas be capping, bluffing
Tweak, that's a hole in your muffin (brrt, tweak, that's a hole in your muffin)
What's all the tension? (Skrrt)
Tried to run off with the drip, but ain't give me a mention (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Swish him, we bench him, treesh at the drop, we gon' pull up with blickies and drench him (boom, boom, boom, grrt)
Look at these actors (skrrt), dropping the rakes (skrrt), they ain't ever spinned Cali (they ain't ever spinned Cali, pussy)
Spinning for rappers (skrrt), what's the chances (skrrt) that he got his ratchet? (Skrrt, skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
It's gon' be a disaster, he ain't no stepper, that boy into fashion (pussy)
Stop all that capping, aim for his māthā, cabbage, he in a casket (grrt)
Gang-gang gon' wack him, he made a diss, trying to get a reaction (pussy)
Can't wait to catch him, crash him, whole gang spinning for the back end (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, back end)
Want me to be disrespectful? Pull up to the funeral, spit in the coffin (spit in that coffin)
Put more shots in his māthā, they can't see his face, that's for all that talking (boom, boom, boom, boom, pussy)
Headshot, he ain't gon' make it, his brains on the pavement, no witness, no statement (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
My killers ain't taking no payment, they said it's for free, point him out, they gon' off him (gang, gang, gang, pussy)
Gun a nigga down, drop a diss, R. I. P. Lil Pint, pour a four of that drip (boom, boom, boom)
All we know, run down, go skitz, let my ooter catch him lacking and they hopping out the whip (grrt)
See all the hate through these Carti's (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Kodak fresh home off a pardon (blicky)
Casamigos, don't sip no Bacardi (no Bacardi)
Repping Brooklyn like Biggie and Harden (brooklyn)
Ride out, AR with the scope
Pull up with Coach, now he a ghost (skrrt, skrrt)
Kill a opp, then make a toast (grrt, pussy)
Hit a opp treesh while she driving the boat (boom, boom, boom)
Stuffing the stick in the glizzy (blick, blick, glizzy)
Clip came see-through just like Bizzy
Hoolies gon' spin 'til he dizzy (skrrt, skrrt)
Spot him and hop out the renty (grrt)
Catch a body then hit up the jeweler (boom, boom, boom)
I got 20 blue tips in the Ruger (gang, gang, gang)
Back then, used to flock out the Uber (skrrt, skrrt)
Off a scooter, then maneuver (skrrt, skrrt)
Can't respond to no nigga that gave his whole crew up (ha-ha-ha), goofies
Niggas stole all the drip, act like they never knew us (niggas stole all my drip, act like they never knew us)
Got a bad yellow bitch that'll line you from Cuba (got a bad yellow bitch, treesh, treesh)
She gon' swing me the addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em like hookah (that addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em)
Niggas ain't spinning shit, they just type on computers (ain't spinning shit, they just type on)
And my last name "Blick", so I'm picking the tool up (blick, gang, gang, gang, Blicky, the Blicky)
#Lenouraworld
vozmi i zakroi, vse bezvozmezdno v odno duplo
vot obblom, ne poimat primata
slovit na srok
жмешь на газ, на курок, это не блак нет
The beat drop was way to early
The original beat drop was around the 1:40 mark
he did that on purpose