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Ty, Link Me In Video (MV)




Performed By: Die IV Ty
Length: 2:48
Written by: Tyre King




Die IV Ty - Ty, Link Me In Lyrics




It's not a guitar but i'm gonna lick
These fingertips pull so much strings that they rip
Que the quartet this shit getting ripped
I'm gonna flex, summer pool body
Give me the Que
Grip the stick
The body, no pool
My eye on you like slick the rick
Only 1 eye and that's all you gon get

Where'd "die for" go
In explosion
Limbs limbs limbs limbs
It's been raining him
Have you seen his friends
Upgrade your lens
Upgrade your friends
You've outgrown them

Ty, link me in (no)
Ty, sneak me in (no)
Ty, squeeze me in (aww)
Are we still friends? (probably)
Yes ma'am that's him (godly)
Yes ma'am i'm blem (bodied)
And i love the skin i'm in
I'm in touch with my fem

Goat
I'm sick of going for the throat
I'm sick of being with 10s
Ima need a real hoe
Not a hoe for pretend
You all look like Kim
There's more than one Kardashian
I'm not convinced
But they can do them
I'm too intense
And i look like prince
I don't just look like a prince
I look good for a prince
And i looked good past tense
Like i used too and saved a wish
F*ck ya word send me links
Lick

Ty, link me in (no)
Ty, sneak me in (no)
Ty, squeeze me in (aww)
Are we still friends? (probably)
Yes ma'am that's him (godly)
Yes ma'am i'm blem (bodied)
And i love the skin i'm in
I'm in touch with my femme

Choke
I look like i sell the coke
Cant get close to Ty with a rope
Put it in the bag or you toast
And them with yo ass that's a loaf
Give me bread
Bet it go hard like a riddle
All this hate on me its hard to be civil
I gotta be, charging too little
Niggas that follow me talk to me like, they know me from Albany
Like they was squad since i was little
Now that i'm bigger
Now that i hang from the rim by the elbow
I'm at ya neck like a cello
I left the Knicks like Carmello
I only do barrels
You can only compare us to pharaohs
I gotta watch how i spend my dinero

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up
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It's not a guitar but i'm gonna lick
These fingertips pull so much strings that they rip
Que the quartet this shit getting ripped
I'm gonna flex, summer pool body
Give me the Que
Grip the stick
The body, no pool
My eye on you like slick the rick
Only 1 eye and that's all you gon get

Where'd "die for" go
In explosion
Limbs limbs limbs limbs
It's been raining him
Have you seen his friends
Upgrade your lens
Upgrade your friends
You've outgrown them

Ty, link me in (no)
Ty, sneak me in (no)
Ty, squeeze me in (aww)
Are we still friends? (probably)
Yes ma'am that's him (godly)
Yes ma'am i'm blem (bodied)
And i love the skin i'm in
I'm in touch with my fem

Goat
I'm sick of going for the throat
I'm sick of being with 10s
Ima need a real hoe
Not a hoe for pretend
You all look like Kim
There's more than one Kardashian
I'm not convinced
But they can do them
I'm too intense
And i look like prince
I don't just look like a prince
I look good for a prince
And i looked good past tense
Like i used too and saved a wish
F*ck ya word send me links
Lick

Ty, link me in (no)
Ty, sneak me in (no)
Ty, squeeze me in (aww)
Are we still friends? (probably)
Yes ma'am that's him (godly)
Yes ma'am i'm blem (bodied)
And i love the skin i'm in
I'm in touch with my femme

Choke
I look like i sell the coke
Cant get close to Ty with a rope
Put it in the bag or you toast
And them with yo ass that's a loaf
Give me bread
Bet it go hard like a riddle
All this hate on me its hard to be civil
I gotta be, charging too little
Niggas that follow me talk to me like, they know me from Albany
Like they was squad since i was little
Now that i'm bigger
Now that i hang from the rim by the elbow
I'm at ya neck like a cello
I left the Knicks like Carmello
I only do barrels
You can only compare us to pharaohs
I gotta watch how i spend my dinero

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up

I gotta watch with a rock in the bezel
Golden boy basil this pain is forever
You cant persuade him or make me feel better
I wont pretend that this isn't a set up
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Writer: Tyre King
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