A$AP ROCKY - TELEPHONE CALLS FT. X PLAYBOI CARTI X TYLER THE CREATOR X YUNG GLEESH скачать видео бесплатно


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NEW TRACK OFF THE COZY TAPES VOL. 1

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5 years назад

Belarrio Ulysse

i am a real asap mob fans. r.i.p yams

5 years назад

Belarrio Ulysse

that's some shit . but i fuck with playboi carti part. i got money bag

5 years назад

Henry Philippeaux

I slept hard. Favorite verse from Tyler ever.

5 years назад

Alexander McLeod

Bro Tyler a beast

5 years назад

Liam Morel

ho tf does this not have a billion views

5 years назад

suchitrash xd

Tyler bodied it

5 years назад

LiftedGamingLoL

Gleesh body this

5 years назад

XBlueFlame

TGFBRO CONFIREMED!?

5 years назад

Boost World Peace

I can only hope it was lit for rocky when he actually got there... the party died down, awesome song though

5 years назад

Quwap Reactions

Heard from from yung glesh pew pew (DMV gang)

5 years назад

Kay Campana

BBC. Inc

5 years назад

OfficialHazeTV

Tyler sounds just like Dave East on this tell me I'm lying

5 years назад

Va Hustler

Playboi carti so trash

5 years назад

ELITE PANCAKES

When Tyler came in he sounded just like Dave East

5 years назад

FinesseWitVari

RING RING!!!

5 years назад

RayRae 559

In an interview years ago, ASAP Rocky called Tyler's crew "a bunch of weirdos" when the interviewer compared each others crews. I'm petty sure they had a small beef so when I saw this track I was thinking they squashed the beef. Doesn't sound like it tho..

5 years назад

Max Powers

los menores

5 years назад

kniffenkid

Brr, brr, brr, brr Ring, ring, ring, post man Who this? Telephone call from young Carti, said it's lit Call the young Lord, A$AP Bari, he legit Money clean, young boy, Ian Connor off the shit (Young Lord) Fuckin' with them boys out of Harlem or the six This is Gosha, man I pay for pussy? No sir Ridin' coaster, roller coaster, chauffer I got money bags I'mma bag your bitch, I'mma buy your bitch (I got money bags, turn up, turn up) I'mma cash this shit, I'mma cash this shit (I got money bags, turn up, turn up) Cash Carti, bitch, Cash Carti, bitch (Carti, Carti) You can have this shit, you can have this shit (What you want, yo?) Godfather rap, nappy plaits to the back James Brown swag, Papa's got a brand-new bag And I don't know how to act On or off the record, might go axe Harlem back up on the map True New York will knock the Apple out you Jacks Pop your Snapple cap, pop facts Gucci and Dior biddin' wars Who order a piece before they hit the floors Not even shit you see overseas in stores Who else with me? I know you seen the force I'm in Gibral', I been the Lord Holy tabernacle, missiles snap your favorite rapper Greedy for the fat guy's platter Killin' niggas even though black lives matter Weak stomach, flow make 'em throw up Steppin' stones, I'm your stepfather Tell Tyler, better step his flow up Mix the pour up with the Pepsi Cola Nextel or the Motorola Young nigga prolly never grow up Post man with the telephone, uh Ring, ring, ring, post man Who this? Fuck with Taco, fuck with Jasper Fuck with Lionel, man that shit is gon' get sketchy Shirt is striped, my shorts are short My Vans are Vans 'cause Tyler does not fuck with Giuseppe Fuck the Gucci, fuck the Raf And fuck the swag and all that other shit they wearin' Fuck the Rolls and fuck the 'Rari Fuck the Lambo, Tyler only ride McLaren Niggas think they really on because they trappin' Made about like 30 thousand Fuck the party, threw the carnival Attendance this year was like 30 thousand Shoppin', ballin', opal fire diamonds shinin' Make sure my sapphire's glistenin' Make the shit, I wear the shit They cop the shit, it's Golf you bitch, you niggas trippin' I'm a businessman, you ain't never been the man Nigga tax bracket change like have you seen my home? Crib got a tennis court Get my Venus and Serena on Golf in this bitch, better ring the doctor Ambulance come when I hit the scene That boy flier than a bag of bees I got my flowers, life's a jeweler Diamond, fingers size of a tumor He's a genius, have you heard the rumors? He's a winner, no not a loser Fuck passin' blunts, pass my niggas opportunities Goddamn, I'm hot, man, I'm not scared to freeze January, Hawaiian shirts Boy this weather ain't got a thing on me Where's the mirror? I'm that nigga Kunta ain't got much shit on me 'Cause I'm a master, I hit my own back To be like, "Y'all boys, my nigga" Fuck that, it's Golf, bitch Doin' it for Yams, ayy, ayy I used to do it for the grams, ayy, ayy That's been way before Instagram, ayy, ayy I used to serve it to your mans ayy Postman! Who's this? Walk, Gleesh, walk Walk, walk Gleesh, walk Walk, walk, walk Gleesh, walk Walk, walk, walk Gleesh, walk Walk, walk, walk Gleesh, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk Walk, walk

5 years назад

EL PACO

Tyler low key diss rocky lol

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