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Smooktobër Lyrics by Yeat Yeat
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Phew, phew, phew yeah
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin'
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it
I fucked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less
Half a Perc' mixed with a bean, bitch, I could feel this
I told the dealership I'm a star, put it in the ceilings
I just went up, up
I just went up, up and it's stuck
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Yeah, I been high as the birds, birds, birds, birds, birds
I got a twin on the way and he lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
I just pulled up on the side and I swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
I really went to the crank and it hurt, it burn
I learn, I did it again, bitch, it's my turn
We see you sittin' 'round the place, we lurking
Yeah, we hit you up, we left your ass nourished
I just be taking the X with the Perc'
And they know that for sure that I'm leavin' the earth
I just keep doin' what I'm doing
No, I don't listen to shit, lil' bitch, I don't learn
Phew, phew, phew yeah
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin'
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it
I fucked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less
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