Schyeah
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Schyeah
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Schyeah
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Damn
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Same bitch, same key all week
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Life's crazy, scary
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Oh, she bad, oh you see it
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Michael Jackson, bitty B
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Seventeen on my jeans
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Had the .9 on me
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Don't fall for the bust
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If you clean, then you rock
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Shake sea, shake 'em off
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Cut on me, cut him off
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Schyeah
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Why're you starin'?
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Too many chains, yeah, like a olympian
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Too many chains, yeah, like a olympian
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Sick kick (Uh), sick bitch (Uh)
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Re-rockin', I'm sick again
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I got ten cars in the traffic out with Ludacris
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I feel her spillin' on my body, tryna do a bitch
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These niggas can't stop, baby, this shit don't fit
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I might go play wit' my dreads, go put on my Timbs
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I might just empty my chamber, re-load the clips
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With the gang, oh yeah, we on the flip
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Double R, fire, oh yeah, don't set trips
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What? Pretty
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She on the go-go-go, trip, uh-huh
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Pop another pill, field trip, uh-huh
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Feel like I was born rich, uh huh, just like Ricky, yeah, uh-huh
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Still opp' took like fifty, uh
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Shots out that bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh
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Shots out that bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh
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Schyeah
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Shots, I break the scale, uh-huh
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Shots, I miss, she come break her heels
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Catch your ass, I catch your tail
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Catch the nigga, got a lot to tell, schyeah
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Shot out
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Schyeah
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Schyeah
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OLYMPIAN
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| Playboi Carti |
