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isaac - tokyo [prod. yung pear] lyrics

mr. tokyo hit my phone, what’s wrong
i’ve been at this party, i’m just tryna go home
my heads been hurting, my thoughts are all gone
cuz all the drugs, you cannot say i’m wrong
sipping on this plastic, you just tryna fit along
f-ck all these people tryna hop up on this song
haters bring me down but my mind is still strong
-swerving in my lane, get the f-ck up off my car
i’m loving the way your girl says that my sh-t slap hard
she say she like the way i pull up in that nascar
she holdin’ on my hand, she know i’m going far
your girl she a hoe, got more c-ck than a g-y bar
look up in the sky, you’ll see my planet mars
my sh-t slap harder than a pimp on his broad
spend a night with me but it’s not free of charge
-cannot fall in love because my ego is too large
drinking monster, i’m up all night long
just to go to the studio and spit a couple bars
love big payments, all cash no credit cards

i caught the b-tch… slipping up on my ice
my drip too hard some may even say it’s nice
but don’t be fooled, i’m the devil in disguise
-i pull up at night, take your b-tch in my ride
she love the way… that i hypnotize
look inside my eyes after i hit it right
pull up on her hair as if she has lice
after i hit the always ask to stay the night
f-ck a relationship as if i had time
but i’ll still eat it like it’s key lime pie
hit me up on snap, i keep that sh-t dry
-my main girl love when i grip up on her thigh
little does she know i got 6 b-tches on the side
i know she love me, she’ll let that sh-t slide
i’ll never right my wrongs because of my pride
but that’s just some sh-t she’ll have to abide
i go off on your instrumental
your home boy is broke, pull up in lexus rentals
i whoop that -ss, call that sh-t parental
your boys on news 12, it’s not coincidental
shoutout my ex, that was accidental
she was hot and cold call that temperamental
kinda of sad, she thought she was special
i used a rubber to keep it respectful
but i don’t care, plan b essential
keep it on the low, i want it confidential
the way you make it clap i like to keep it gentle
throw that -ss back baby got potential

- isaac lyrics

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