tyler, the creator ft. lil wayne ~ hot wind blows ﾉ slowed + reverb ﾉ

slowed + reverb by rumworld 🥀
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[@ghosted-san1732]

best song on the album

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[@Arlen56_]

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[@beastio3583]

Tyler really knows how to snap a dude out of it.

[@__Jo__]

thank u for this.

[@rumworld]

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[@arabella8978]

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[@Jon--Jones]

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[@zeauhhhz]

i dont usually like slowed songs but this inst is sooooo ear-creaming

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[@rumworld]

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Goated bro

[@Altoni0]

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[@cceedubb]

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[@_SMOKEDOJA]

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[@enriqueguzman8482]

Ladies and gentlemen We just landed in Geneva Yeah, that's in Switzerland We on a yacht A young lady just fed me French vanilla ice cream We all got our toes out, too Call me when you get lost I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports Where the fuck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg I love when she let me rub her like Michelin A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like Man, they ain't listenin' Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it Keep on stuntin' on these niggas Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it) Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story) By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin' Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, haha You see these excursions right here? Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz) Uh (Tunechi) Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin' I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns I fuck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold As the devil and demon and ghost I'ma get even and even get even some more It's too late to even get low, baow Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know Mula, Weezy the GOAT The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat Yeah, Mula (Bitch) All aboard, nigga You see We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake Of course Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop fuckin' playin'

[@AveryWReynolds02]

Why'd I get subscribed to this dude when I never subbed?

[@noepuna9008]

Because you should’ve subscribed in the first place.

[@rumworld]

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With a splif for sure