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Astro Jvckson is a musical artist whose genre is predominantly hip-hop and R&B. He is known for his unique sound that blends catchy melodies with introspective lyrics. Astro Jvckson often incorporates elements of electronic and alternative music into his songs, creating a fresh and distinctive sound. With his talent and innovative style, he has gained a growing fanbase and continues to release captivating music. more »

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K-Y, she a dime but I need a hundred racks
K-Y, nigga, nah for real, real killa
She a dime, but I need a hundred racks
Told her don't waste my time
Cause time is money and
I need a check
Somebody call Seth Rogan
And tell him
I'm smoking Pineapple Express
On top ima aim at your neck
I can't take a chance
You might have on the vest
If I kick the cup
I might make a mess
Don't f*ck with hot girls
Cause I hate to sweat
I barely write songs
And everything's fact
My bitch steady trippin'
Cause I don't text back
Can't f*ck with that nigga
That nigga a rat
Drill said he was cap
And we ain't see the pack
If you say you want smoke
We ain't holding shit back
Ain't enough time in the world
To turn me rat
You can tell I bang money
By the way that I stack
I was facing blunts by myself
They wouldn't hang with me
They left me stuck on a shelf
Now I'm up
Now they be claimin' me
This shit make believe
Now they be payin' me
They used to hate on me
Now they be savin' me
Now they be savin' me
Now they be savin'
Me and K-Y in the back
We got hella poles
You can call Smook, five AM, why?
He don't ever close
New bitch twenty one
I just balled without my ex
That's my baby, love her flex
She a savage with the neck,
She be grabbin' for my check
But that shit gettin' old
BCM we on go
Twelve at the door
Aye K-Y hide the dough
They heard about that fire
We don't even promote
This mud got me slow
I'ma be gone till the sun comes out
My love fucked up
But it don't run out
I'ma come right back
I don't need no doubt
I be runnin' with the gang
We ain't shouting shit out
She a dime, but I need a hundred racks
Told her don't waste my time
Cause time is money and
I need a check
Somebody call Seth Rogan
And tell him
I'm smoking Pineapple Express
On top ima aim at your neck
I can't take a chance
You might have on the vest
If I kick the cup
I might make a mess
Don't f*ck with hot girls
Cause I hate to sweat
I barely write songs
And everything's fact
My bitch steady trippin'
Cause I don't text back
Can't f*ck with that nigga
That nigga a rat
Drill said he was cap
And we ain't see the pack
If you say you want smoke
We ain't holding shit back
Ain't enough time in the world
To turn me rat
You can tell I bang money
By the way that I stack
You can tell I bang money
By the way that I stack
Nah, for real nigga
K-Y
Astro
We takin' over
Let's get it, nigga

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