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310babii & d. savage - ​ski resort lyrics

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[chorus: d. savage]
i can’t feel my face, uh, i can’t feel my legs, uh
too busy, i’m countin’ up bread, uh
you can get hit with the lead, yeah
i’m with a freak+ass b+tch right now, she tryna give me head
i ain’t gunna, but i’m pushin’ p, yeah, i’ll never leave my mans

[verse 1: d. savage]
can i geek up in this b+tch? woah
just give me my bread, i’m f+ckin’ these hoes, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout this b+tch, uh
i jump on the stage, i’m rockin’ these shoes, get money and turn around quick, uh
no matter the rain, no matter the snow, i’m keepin’ that b+tch on my hip
i promise i’m makin’ ’em dip
i want some money, that’s it
my b+tch like harley and sh+t, uh
bro gon’ get poppеd like a zit, uh
money on money, i’m rich, uh
i put chanеl on my b+tch, uh
i just spent ten on my—
i just spent ten on my ‘fit, uh
you don’t get money like this, uh
love your ho, i cannot, i pour fours in my pop
can you take me to my cell? i can’t fold, i cannot
i can’t even tell the time, all these diamonds in my watch
and i’m always on my grind, you can call me tony hawk
[verse 2: 310babii]
yeah, do she really want me or do she want me for the fame?
got cash, got racks and now she gon’ scream my name
i’m with you, stay solid
your jewelry be so flawless
you a snake, it’s so obvious
only want me ’cause i’m poppin’, yeah
they say, “oh, my god, he hard,” bag goyard
said she f+ck with me, should’ve said that from the start
raf simons, louis v, my budget f+ckin’ large
that sh+t large
you got cash on you (yeah), you got a bag on you (yeah)
you got racks on you (yeah), b+tch, you got ass on you (yeah)
what you do when you ain’t got nowhere to go?
yeah, i’m missin’ you, i had to let you know
yeah, i had to let you know
i can’t trust no b+tch, yeah, it is what it is
model ho, she bad, lil’ shawty live in the hills
yeah, these hoes get badder and badder
i’ma hit, then leave you after
can’t stay, that sh+t like bad luck
i been focused on gettin’ my racks up
yeah, you get fly, you just don’t get flyer than me
this ho burnt out, why the f+ck is she lyin’ on me?
jeep trackhawk, i hit the gas, watch me tear up the street
yeah, watch me tear up the street
[chorus: d. savage]
i can’t feel my face, uh, i can’t feel my legs, uh
too busy, i’m countin’ up bread, uh
you can get hit with the lead, yeah
i’m with a freak+ass b+tch right now, she tryna give me head
i ain’t gunna, but i’m pushin’ p, yeah, i’ll never leave my mans



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