#hearts tape vol. 1 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 cult
(P-P- P- Plugg) Posted up in #hearts that’s my cult
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 di*k
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: D3AD)
n*ggas on my di*k, aye, n*ggas on my di*k
n*ggas on my di*k, aye, n*ggas on my di*k
n*ggas- n*ggas on my di*k, aye, n*ggas on my di*k
n*ggas on my di*k, aye, n*ggas on my di*k
n*ggas on my di*k, n*ggas always on my di*k

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 clit
Make some f*ckin’ music, then I nut up on her back
Two beanies’ on my waist, (?)

(Verse: blair)
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