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amarieyo - like who? lyrics

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[intro]
(who?)
i don’t know a lil’ b+tch like, (who?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (who?)
“double cup my oj man i just be flexin!” (who?)
auh, au+auh+auh!

[refrain]
shawty want me, know that i just sent my shot at her (grr, grr, grr, grrah!)
opps go long, cause you know i just send my shots at em (pew, pew)
rings along my fingers, i can barely tell they not saturn (yeah, au+auh)
better watch yo step the way you move is like a flawed pattern
jewelry on my limbs, look like i don’t got a strong bladder (don’t got a what?)
f+ck about a win, already know that my own car faster (skrr, skrr, skrrt)
all my choppas singing, got me feeling like a choirmaster (brru, brrah)
is it hot or cold when i’m around? i need a forecaster

world don’t rеvolve around you so im feeling like a wait, wait, wait, wait…

[verse 1]
world don’t revolvе around you so i’m feeling like a satellite (satellite!)
baby make a wish cause she blow me out like a candlelight (candlelight!)
i’m getting this money but it don’t fulfill my appetite (appetite!)
we untied his shoes and caught him trippin at the dead of night
cry just let her thru, cause i heard she down to f+ck (down to f+ck!)
choppa ac/dc, ’cause i heard it thunderstruck (thunderstruck!)
hoe just want my money, told her leave and cover up (cover up!)
i’m sippin tea inside your hood like what is up? (what is up?)
[hook]
(who?)
tryna hit my phone lil b+tch like (who?)
put purple in system i dont sip right (who?)
my next target i don’t give a sh+t like (who?)
think i need to potty train my wrist like (who?)
tryna hit my phone lil b+tch like (who?)
put purple in system i dont sip right (who?)
my next target i don’t give a sh+t like (who?)
think i need to potty train my wrist like

[verse 2]
(who?)
tryna hit phone lil b+tch? like, please (like, please)
who? in that foreign brand new whip, thats me (skrr, skrrt!)
me, stikky match a audemar wrist that bling
ii we got another issue, then you get a magazine (grrrah)
heard he talking sh+t now i got red, on these hunnids (red on these hunnids!)
cut fifty/fifty, run with bread now he got nothin (he got nothin!)
phantasy star online blunts i’m in sp+ce now when we puffin (f+f+fye)
got a couple birdies i could crack out by the dozen (frrt)

[outro]
yeaah, hu+auh+auh, auh (who?)
au+au+auh, auh, au+au+auh (who?)
(oh my god! oh my god!)
on my phone like, (who?)
please, please, please, please, please… (who?)



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