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Whisper Mode (feat. William Crooks)

from Whisper Mode / West Side by TYGKO

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whatcha yellin about?

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[TYGKO]

(Yeah)
(TYGKO)

Yo, what the fuck is really up?
They gone prolly need someone to pick him up
I be wit the freakazoid
Know they sick of us
I’m a mu'fuckin' sicko boy
Don’t you twist it up
I be twistin' up
Like a tornado
Someone pick him up

No one has yet
Bars
I’m a rapsmith
Wordsmith
Watch ya mouth
Or you get your words minced
What’s the worst that can happen?
Captain of a floor ship
But I still get more support
Than a forklift

Get a team lift
Before ya knees buckle
I’m already on number three
No more for me, bucko
Outside I find peace
In watching trees rustle
But I’ll knock your canopy off
You get me p’d off

[William Crooks]

(Shhh)
Crooks said that Willy's here
Stay in your lane, swerve off the road
You might hit a deer
Yeah, my glasses broken
But my vision's clear
I talked to God about it, yup
I'm still fuckin' here

On my death bed
Prolly still fuckin' smoked out
Say a couple prayers for me
Just to keep the ghosts out
Sippin' amaretto on a boat
Somewhere off the coast
Took a left at my last rights
And then the sun explode

If all dogs go to heaven
I hope I see you when I get there
And tell big bro
Money's still in the top drawer of the dresser

(It's just no drawer on it
But I mean, it's in the... it's in the same place)

[TYGKO]

Get the cash out ya wallet
Quit tryna save face
Or get hit wit a stray Beyblade
Then put it on the web
Like eight legs
The day I’m dead I’m taking all
My music off the internet
You better enjoy it
Or think again
If you think I’m playing
(I’m just kidding tho)

Just got an update
We been staying up late
Willy Crooks
This one for the books we illustrate
Get took to a rough place if you frustrate
No space for the police
Nigga fuck 12
(I do not like the police)

Long sleeves wit my legs out
I’m stunnin'
Everything I planned last year
I done it
I’m a rockstar
In a car goin' a hunnid (aye)
(Skrrr)
I done got far
But I still ain't got no money (fuck!)

(Fuck!)
(You see this guy?)
(Yeah)
(He's wilin')
(Whatchu yellin' about?)
(Shit)
(Whatchu... talkin' about?)
(Whoo!)

credits

from Whisper Mode / West Side, released May 7, 2021
written & performed by TYGKO & William Crooks
recorded by Cam Stacey & William Crooks
produced, mixed, & mastered by Blake Skowron

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TYGKO ("tee-why-gee-kay-oh") is a Cleveland-born, Chicago-based rapper and performer

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