Kant Dië

Yeat

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    I've just been pullin' up, shittin' on them all day, I stink
    Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with the bitch, I'm tooted
    Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
    I rock a big Rollie face on me, it get splished, yeah

    I just pulled up on Chanel all day, I stink
    Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint
    Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
    I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished
    You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
    Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks
    Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip
    I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists
    I'm in the Hellcat burning up, she gon' bite her lip
    And she gon' bite on me all day, she gon' bite my tip
    You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill

    I just pulled off in a GLE, bitch, I'ma park this shit up right on the curb, yeah
    I can't even fuck with no penny-pinching bitch, it get on my nerve
    Pulled up inside of the Lamb', made that bitch turn, made that bitch swerve
    I just been clutchin' my Glock, get nervous
    Who was the first ones just rockin' that turb'?
    Who was the first one to do this shit first?
    If you keep bitin' my shit, then be worried
    I'm finna shag that bitch, I'm finna scurve
    I'm finna bust me a nut in her hair
    All of my diamonds, they may see me flirt
    Pull up, pull up, creepin', yeah, we lurk, yeah
    Spend a motherfucking bag on merch
    Every time I'm in the store, I purchase
    I can't ever get off fuckin' Percs
    Every day, I leave the fucking Earth (Huh)
    Least I'm being fucking real with you
    Sometimes the truth hurt, yeah
    Told my dawg I'll split a meal with you
    All my twizzies come first, yeah
    Told you that I keep it real with you
    How the hell you made it worse? Yeah
    How the hell you turn your back on us?
    How the hell you stealing Percs, dawg?

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    I've just been pullin' up, shittin' on them all day, I stink
    Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with the bitch, I'm tooted
    Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
    I rock a big Rollie face on me, it get splished, yeah

    I just pulled up on Chanel all day, I stink
    Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint
    Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
    I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished
    You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
    Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks
    Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip
    I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists
    I'm in the Hellcat burning up, she gon' bite her lip
    And she gon' bite on me all day, she gon' bite my tip
    You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill

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    Composición: Yeat, Colin Franken y Jamarrius Hill

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