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#hearts tape vol. 1 - hearts collective lyrics

[part i: xoly — heartsep ❤️]
(hearts)
demons in my room might do a blood rit— (wait)
d* d* demons in my room might do a blood rit* rit* ritual
demons in my room might do a blood ritual (hearts)
n*ggas want my swag, but they card insufficient
ni* ni* n*ggas want my swag, but they card insufficient
n*ggas want my swag, but they card insufficient
b*tches in my head, (?)
n*gga talking down, now i’ma get spiri* spiri
n*gga talking down, now i’ma get spirit*
n*gga talking down, now i’ma get spiritual

[part ii: 5122]
(?)

[part iii: ebaij — hearts]
i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
(b*tch)
i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
i just— i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
you was talking down, now there’s blood all over my kicks
punch him in his sh*t, now there’s blood all over my wrists
took his f*ckin’ stick then i put him in my zip

(everybody literally hates you)
(plugg) posted up in #hearts that’s my cut
(p*p* p* plugg) posted up in #hearts that’s my cut
made a f*ckin’ band, then i spend on a fit
made a f*ckin’— made a f*ckin’ band, then i spend on a fit
you was talking down, but yo’ b*tch sucked my d*ck
with yo’ f*ckin’ hoe and she (?)
talkin’ down on #hearts, you gon’ get hit wit thе stick
(b*tch)

i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
(b*tch)
i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
i just— i just (?) yo’ boy in my shorts
you was talking down, now there’s blood all over my kicks
punch him in his sh*t, now thеre’s blood all over my wrists
took his f*ckin’ stick then i put him in my zip

[part iv: scargxd]
she said she gon’ hex me, but it didn’t—
she said she gon’ hex me, but it didn’t—
she said she gon’ hex me, but it didn’t happen
b*tch, i’m in the back and i’m motherf*ckin’ trappin’

she said she gon’ hex me, but it didn’t happen
b*tch, i’m in the back and i’m motherf*ckin’ trappin’
pull up on yo’ block and let that choppa get to spazzin’
n*gga you ain’t #hearts, just stop the motherf*ckin’ cappin’
(?)
see me (?) and yo’ b*tch know you (?)
he talk all that sh*t, but it never f*ckin’ happened
all these n*ggas fake, yeah, i think they love cappin’
(revolve despair)

[part v: d3ad, blairitis]

(verse: blair)
n*ggas on my d*ck, aye, n*ggas on my d*ck
n*ggas on my d*ck, aye, n*ggas on my d*ck
n*ggas* n*ggas on my d*ck, aye, n*ggas on my d*ck
n*ggas on my d*ck, aye, n*ggas on my d*ck
n*ggas on my d*ck, n*ggas always on my d*ck

go get you a job, n*gga, go get you a brick
if a n*gga wanna try me, i’ma hit him with this cl*t
make some f*ckin’ music, then i nut up on her back
two beanies’ on my waist, (?)

(verse: d3ad)
talkin’ on my name, hit you with the sour switch
two spikes on my waist feelin like i’m a porcupine
(?)

[part vi: xerifyy]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
it’s me xerifyy, finna spaz on this sh*t on god
i need a glock if you wanna go
pop me a perc, you know i’m moving slow
i just dropped the plug, he makin’ me slow
i got that .09 if you wanna go
he talkin’ sh*t, he runnin’ his mouth
i heard my name (?)
i got like 20 shooters in the south
i got a few a f*ckin’ north
they runnin’ up the f*ckin’ scores
they gon’ pop up in my room
they gon see my corpse
(?)

you a b*tch boy, you a dork
spiky ass hair, you look like a fork
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[part vii: cryyn]
gotta hideout, they at my doorstep
gotta hideout, they at my doorstep
gotta hideout, they at my doorstep

- hearts collective lyrics

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