1. |
chrome
01:40
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[Verse 1: synapse]
I’m still stuck inside the place I lost it
Keep a buck for good luck inside my denim pocket
Rock the boat rock the boat rock the boat and dock it
Catching smoke over some dope legacies in lockets
I ain’t ready yet to leave my home
Imma imma have to run it like it’s google chrome
Yeah step back to see the bigger picture
I be talking my shit when I’m feeling bitter
Yeah I ain’t never fuck with riches leisure
Yeah and I ain’t never fuck with bitches either
Money fashion power
[Verse 2: LY]
Lights cameras flashes eyes
Neon colors pass me by
Lights cameras flashes eyes
Press down pedal by
In the mood for little conversation
Interior lookin’ like a spaceship
Look at you spaced out you ain’t say shit
Strange lil pill from my hand don’t take it
Don’t take it you might die
Don’t take it you might die
Pull up front
Hop out doors
Lights cameras flashes eyes
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2. |
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[Verse 1: BRYAN•BRWN]
This the type of joint a nigga really got to rap on
The type of joint that other niggas hear and trynna cap on
And I don’t cap I snap back to the clap that cappers dance on
I captivated all the hating barely put a stamp on
I mean my diction is really a A plus and economics is a B
Not if you gradin’ really I’m sayin’
I got like a billion songs unreleased
Filled with a billion piece to seize
You fuckin’ with Eric you fuckin’ with me
So you fuckin’ with C
Are you ready to map for the cheddar
I’m grabbing every piece
Still fuckin’ that peace
Please I’m running away
Where’s my family come from the east
I mean at least I meant to do less
Stand when the arrows pointed to the king
The path is narrow I’m counting my rings
Just look at my genes I know that it seems
It’s almost last season I’m ready to seem
I don’t need a reason it’s all for the team
[Verse 2: LY]
Erase it from my mind I don’t like this shit
And hiding it like at the same time
I’m not Lucifer but you prefer some not the tame type
These bitches hiding fangs
Just turn your back and they gone bite
Jesus Christ bitch
Fuck with me and then I’m gonna leave you lifeless
I don’t mean I’m gonna kill you like the word
But I’ll leave you on the curb
I just what I just what
Can’t let you uh
[Chorus: synapse]
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
[Verse 3: E•NNCE]
They taking me off of the leash
They call me a freak ‘cause I’m open discrete
They calling you crazy it’s not what you think
I just lost shit don’t let me think that wasn’t me
They talk like a beast these boys not in the streets
But I got me some cribs they get off with the heat
You’re blocking the oven no pushing and shoving
Just popping and ducking if you plan to pop it on me
I’m burning their bridges just I don’t need niggas
Just me and my niggas that’s child resistant
Ya’ll are my killers these niggas they bidding
When niggas get bigger some here do it different
Glocks they configuring and niggas want karma
They mean they pitching and go off and took down
I can’t even whisper now niggas want alcohol
When they see the triggers just lay in that quicksand
In that quicksand in that
[Verse 4: TW33T]
After a snap and she gone cap
She looking like that and she sit on my lap
Blow out her back and then I retract
She acting all mad I might take that shit back
Hands on me hands in the air
She leading me on like bitch I don’t care
Touching on me bitch ain’t fair
Grabbing on tight and I’m pulling her hair
She go for a ride as I’m deep inside
She got the WAP like a slip and slide
At least I tried can’t lose my pride
In and out you know my shit glide
She got the cake that shit ain’t fake
Need one take for christ sake
[Verse 5: JET BLACK]
Coming in quick like some quicksand
Sinking too fast on my balance but you can’t stand
End up on the ground with some perckies in my right hand
This shit finna kill me one day but I promise that
Goddamn man I’m dying young
All this shit up in my lungs
I can feel the death among
It coming quick my time has come bitch
[Bridge: LY]
Jesus Christ bitch
Fuck with me and then I’m gonna leave you lifeless
I don’t mean I’m gonna kill you like the word
But I’ll leave you on the curb
I just what I just what
Can’t let you uh
[Chorus: synapse]
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
[Verse 6: Lil JON]
Now you see me now you don’t
I’m a bat cat lurking
I can bite you if you touch my dope
Yeah I’m stealthy and smooth
Agent turtle out the room
Got my arms all strong when I’m walking out the room
Get it
[Verse 7: N8 DAWGG]
You feel the dark bitch you know you ain’t ready for it
Put it in park bitch you know you ain’t running from it
We a monarch bitch it’s time to start kneeling for it
You see the spark bitch I light it up it’s time to start it
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3. |
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[Verse 1: BRYAN•BRWN]
I’m the nigga told somebody something and they nothing
Criss cross my path and that gravity get you jumping
Run it run it back your intuition is fronting
Pops outside his pad
Hit the rewind button
All my little birdies chirping saying burn ‘em in my area
Dog you need to hurt him
Dog we heard him better perish him
Pop your bubble got the shovel down the rubble
Demons bury ‘em the arial
Out in heaven sleeping with the fishes
What you doing when your jeans start pushing
You watch your bridges
He’s dying to the throat in case he diving off of bridges
He lying ‘bout his bitches or these commas in his businesses
That ain’t my business now we swerving like sentences
I ain’t here to judge you dog my purpose to get rid of ‘em
You may know prison bound to all these bars that I administered
Written scriptures I been scribbling man need a minister
It’s critical to say that I’m a goddamn hypocritical it’s logic
[Verse 2: E•NNCE]
These niggas wanna talk they shot he’s here
I let the shawties with it seems to me
I do the opposite and skip the consequence
Fuck you confident we snatch your oxygen anonymous
I name that choppa ominous so niggas know it’s on their head
Come doing faces get broke and wax on enough
These niggas tones is soft they too cautious
I come to your home and buck you stand offish
And if I get that chrome it’s fuck you loose conscious
[Verse 3: synapse]
Man needs to change his fucking attitude
Who you think you talking to
2k on your shoes
Bump this shit right out the roof
Hoes in bonaroo
Dropping in on parachutes
Smoking off the boof trynna get a few
Got some Gucci clothes I don’t fuck with that
Bitches on the nose got a heart attack
Bitches talk their shit now I’m talking back
Shit was counterfeit for some Cadillacs
[Verse 4: LY]
Come on little boy you gonna talk now
Feel a bust still gone have to walk down
Walk walk walk walk
Come to your dorm now you not a chalk chalk chalk
Shoulda hit the gym more
Shoulda hit the gun store
Now your forehead got a mother fucking bullet hole
Cut my hair into mullet hoe
A bitch still gonna pull it though
[Outro: E•NNCE]
Keep in mind that bleeding minds
And all my dogs will dig inside
My other mind’s been bleaching mine
Now up the mob and hit rewind
Life won’t stop and hit rewind
Despite one pop and you recline
It’s best you drop behind the line
And watch you block your Columbine
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4. |
demo29
02:41
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[Verse 1: synapse]
Pick me up but you could never put me down
I need religion luckily I found the holy ground
Need some purity the blood spill on her wedding gown
You been talking lot of shit you need to simmer down
Out of all my friends you’re the one to stab me in the back right
Now you see me with the rope around your neck tight
Good guy get high until your lungs hurt
Masked motherfucker’s just a sad pervert
[Verse 2: LY]
Hit my man up and bought this shit by the kilo
Smelly yes a pussy cat
And greener than fucking CeeLo
Bitches come from all around to see us but only me though
I can’t cap I can’t front I’m off the Tito’s
How many times will I overextend my credit hunnids
How many bottles I buy til I regret it but this
Feeling it so immaculate snapping ain’t gonna capture it
Imma be on boom bap until I get mother fucking rap shit and I
[Verse 3: TW33T]
Still can’t get you out my fucking mind
Yeah you went and wasted most of all my time
Yeah saying I am just a rebound
Yeah well you can go and fucking drown now
Saying it was done from the very start
Should of seen the storm coming guess I’m not that smart
When you said you loved me telling people you was lying
Fell in love saw it crumble I was still trying
[Verse 4: N8 DAWGG]
Hey man you know we’re really lifting off
Inhaling all of the nic until a wheezing cough
Hey man you know we’re really lifting off
I guess I’ll see you later for now I’m signing off
[Verse 5: JET BLACK]
Please just fucking tell me bitch yeah I wanna know
Was this all just fun and games or a fucking show
Am I just a fucking toy just some bubbles you blow
Or just another opportunity to let your ego grow
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5. |
butterfly
01:38
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6. |
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[Verse 1: TW33T]
Yeah she a baddie and she sent me her addy
Snaps of her fatty pull up in the Caddy
Them bitches want me they want me badly
They all wanna flaunt me wanna call me Daddy
Whip around town yeah you probably could
We blowing up quick and we’ll see you in Hollywood
Yeah we’ll see you in Hollywood
Uh we’ll see you in Hollywood
[Chorus: synapse]
I can’t help but disagree
By then I’ll be dressed in gold
Spilt coffee on my white tee
Los Angeles is good to me
It’s good for me
[Verse 2: LY]
Pulling up outside with a bitch in the back
Too small gotta crack too small gotta what
Hundred trees in the grass
Shoot a text where you at
Shoot a text where you
Uh uh
Where you at where you at
I just wanna have fun no matter with that
I’m just gonna grab buns no matter the fact
I’m just gonna get going ’til my heart black
[Verse 3: BRYAN•BRWN]
I try to fix all the problems I hear about
The issues I can’t fix
I got some feelings but I’m scared to air them out
Emotions is dangerous
Cause I know they want me the same mags if uh
Something that changed it
I’m just deranged
Been all of my nons same thoughts arranging
Multiple ways and avenues
Though of the problem myself to just make it
Maybe I’m crazy spirit is tainted
Maybe I just really wanna be famous
Not off no lame shit
Off of a series of lanes
And beautiful pictures I painted
That’s not a lot to ask
That’s just a bag to brag you had
These niggas will pop your ass
For all of ‘em wads of cash
Demons hoping I live too fast
All for the sake of the plane to crash
For the plane to crash
[Chorus: synapse]
I can’t help but disagree
By then I’ll be dressed in gold
Spilt coffee on my white tee
Los Angeles is good to me
It’s good for me
[Verse 4: N8 DAWGG]
Yeah update on the Facebook
I’m trynna write the best hook
Your face is looking real shook
Let’s take a look
We’re talking and talking
And just sitting on the crosswalk
Not looking both ways just chilling right on the old block
Are we in Orange Ventura not in Riverside
Then go ride on the beach and the pier
Right on the Oceanside
Hop in my ride we going high
Tonight we ride the new sky
Tonight we gone go right by
Tonight we sailing then we fly
[Verse 5: JET BLACK]
Out here in Hollywood
Just got passed the boof so I feel so good
Damn he look so good
Don’t really know you but it feels like I should
Imma take you to my hood
Imma give you a tour Imma give you a pour
You on birth control I wear a condom to be sure
Please just give me more
This shit is so pure
Hanging with you girl make me feel so secure
[Chorus: synapse]
I can’t help but disagree
By then I’ll be dressed in gold
Spilt coffee on my white tee
Los Angeles is good to me
It’s good for me
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7. |
BOYS*
02:33
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[Verse 1: N8 DAWGG]
Hey baby I’m the greatest haven’t you heard
I wanna spit all these facts at the speed of the light
And fly like I’m a bird
I’m the new talk of the town
That has risen from the ground
And my boys will always be there even when I turn around
Let’s face it your basic
While I’m still on the new shit
You still ain’t got no backup haha
Guess what bitch you blew it
You fearing all the bite and not the bark
Imma steal all of your light
And then I’ll come and bring the dark
[Chorus: LY]
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
Too fly to joke
Too high to joke
Is it the time to toke
Ain’t got much time to smoke
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
GTF Gang
[Verse 2: TW33T]
Fucking with your bitch and I pull up on the click
She licking on my tip and she moaning like yeah
Leave her on read and I leave her on the bed
I beat that pussy dead and she moaning like yeah
Why she wanna be fucking with this
And yeah she is fucking with that
If she coming to commit she better come with snacks
She ride this dick like a rollercoaster
Get in the bath with my brand new toaster
She feeling on me so I up and roast her
All around town they hanging my poster
[Verse 3: JET BLACK]
Yeah I’m out here with the boys and I’m saucing
These bitches be running their mouth
They keep talking
They squawking
I’m out here doing my thing I’m balling
I got these bitches on their knees
Yeah they crawling they falling
[Chorus: LY]
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
Too fly to joke
Too high to joke
Is it the time to toke
Ain’t got much time to smoke
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
GTF Gang
[Verse 4: synapse]
I’m Brad Pitt up in this club I got a bloody nose
I be zooming to the floor to keep you on your toes
Motherfuckers forming lines to come see our shows
I fucked my ride up man but that’s how life goes
Me and my boys we’re just trynna get high
God damn man
Hey hey hey
What you trynna imply
God damn man
Me and my boys run this shit worldwide
God damn man
Wait wait wait
You can meet us outside
God damn man
[Bridge: Lil JON]
I cause most of the casualties
The Little Jon catastrophe
Taught in the history
Books will think it’s sad for me
Time to burn some houses down
That’s like the bumblebee
Prime Optimus that’s the dude right next to me
[Chorus: LY]
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
Too fly to joke
Too high to joke
Is it the time to toke
Ain’t got much time to smoke
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
GTF Gang
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
Too fly to joke
Too high to joke
Is it the time to toke
Ain’t got much time to smoke
Too fly we’re broke
We’re too fly we’re broke
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8. |
venus
03:09
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[Chorus: LY]
Too gone worry about yourself babe
You gone forget about your selfish ways
Let go float away into outer space
You know the truth of what you gone have to face
No feeling I could show you the world
Never gonna be happy until you’re somebody’s girl
Tell yourself that I’m sure
How many found a cure
Link up with me for life
And it’s still gonna be a blur
[Verse 1: synapse]
Cash in my wallet
Tuition for college
That’s out of pocket
That’s out of
Ask me to call it
Wishing for knowledge
Asking for prophets
Asking for
Cash bucks
Fast luck
I had epiphany defund the police
I split the wave and they glisten like world peace
Now that’s what I’m telling myself
I’m getting high by myself
Fucking with girls up in Cali yeah
I finna ride with a baddie yeah
Now it gets cold when you speak huh
Sped up and got in-between yeah
Love laying back when I speed yuh
I'm in the back for the bitch
She finna ride with a bitch
Speaking I'll rock with that bitch
[Chorus: LY]
Too gone worry about yourself babe
You gone forget about your selfish ways
Let go float away into outer space
You know the truth of what you gone have to face
No feeling I could show you the world
Never gonna be happy until you’re somebody’s girl
Tell yourself that I’m sure
How many found a cure
Link up with me for life
And it’s still gonna be a blur
[Verse 2: TW33T]
Cash cash money we going on tour
Cash cash money we going on tour
Cash cash money we going on tour
Cash cash money we going on tour
She like how I look she like how I drive
Pull one out ‘cause baby my live
Get on a plane travel the globe
One second next we doing shows
Travel to Rome chill on the beach
Girls come up and they show me their peach
Coming back home resting in peace
Two or three months then we do it on repeat
[Verse 3: N8 DAWGG]
You got it so go come and get it
Yeah you want it you got it
So go come and get it
Yeah I sent it you read it
I felt it you did it
It’s chilling don’t sweat it
It’s my fault you know it
Yeah I doubt that you liked it
I bet it you got it
You want it you got it
So go come and get it
Yeah you want it you got it
So go come and get it
You want it you got it
So go come and get it
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GTF OFFICIAL Temecula, California
GTF Official is a hip hop/rap group that began making music in late 2018 when band members were 16 years old. The group has mainly focused on parody music but has transitioned to more serious music over time, delivering eight albums over the past three years. Members include synapse, TW33T, Slim Fucka, LY, N8 Dawgg, JET BLACK, and Lil / St. JOHN. ... more
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