Elysium

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Izaya Tiji - Rap, USA

Elysium

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[Intro] (Hey, soulja!) [Chorus] Elysium, bliss, yuh Comme ci, comme ça You know my niggas still sip the Wock Popped that boy, that 50 pot I'm getting money, no way it's a drought And I'm coming straight for the tippy-top [Bridge] Freedom for the bros (This shi' fye) Two twin temples of stone (Yeah, yeah) I just can't let your bitch go, nigga (Yeah, yeah) I seen the sky when it was gold, nigga (Yeah, yeah) I was in love but I ain't know it (Yeah, yeah) Appearance of angels Step on the white, it's simple [Verse 1] If you open your eyes, you will go blind .223 hit em, they mafuckin' flying She in my DM like "Boy, you so fine" "Your shit crack, yeah they need some right now" Bitch get back here, get hit with that fire Oh, yes, I just built an empire Get this short bitch, fuck out the car On my planet, it is two stars (Hahaha) We stepped in like we was in charge 7.62 they split him apart Hop on the beat then rip it apart Hop on the beat, yeah, this is just art, yuh [Chorus] Elysium, bliss, yuh Comme ci, comme ça You know my niggas still sip the Wock Popped that boy, that 50 pot (Oh) I'm getting money, no way it's a drought I'm coming straight for the tippy-top [Verse 2] He wanna' clutch so I hopped in the front seat Cut her out the lineup, she's too lovely If we got a problem we turning it up-py Turning the dial, this shit gon' get ugly The bitch ate hallows, leave his ass chubby I fucked two bitches but I am mono Eight in the cup, damn, it look like a lotto Bitch folded up, yeah, just like a taco Whipping it up, yeah, whipping the yacko Stacking the bread, taller then a dino' 'K from Mexico, yeah that's my vato I hit a hoe, Izzy él mató Loadin' up baby, yeah, for the drop off Double 18, let's go play knockoff Glock wit' a beam, that'll knock 'ya lil' top off Shoot a nigga down and turn him to walk-off Beat a nigga down and beat his lil' block off I got the ice pack when it get hot out Cut out the niggas that think that we owe them Pussy nigga wanna slide down, just blow him Turn a lil' pussy nigga to a damn donor She is a snow bunny, yeah, like Madonna She want me back now but I can't call her Call her, call her Hell yeah, I'm seeing colors right now Hell yeah, I'm having visions of my brothers (Yuh) Hell yeah, I'm seeing black right now I'm seeing past the moon and the stars oh, yeah, yeah, that's how I'm feeling right now And you know I can't cap, you already five grams and you a dealer right now It's a whole world, on my own planet, I'm not even kidding right now Every time I slide in this hoe, she put dick in her mouth You know I swim, just like a trout (Yuh) Swim to the brim, is this allowed? (Yuh) And she a meal, I eat her out Go get the kill, nigga don't foul (Yuh) Elysium, yeah, I'm coming off the pick and roll (Yuh) Yeah, you know that I'm so T'd, bro Save yo' bitch, yes .50 blow Yeah, yah, yuh [Outro] Elysium, bliss, ya Elysium, bliss, ya

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  • Izaya Tiji