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ammt – turkish royal shawty lyrics

[intro]
yo, shouts out to fiji as an entity
yeah
shouts out to my web presence, boy, it’s strong
and shouts out to my physical prowess too, man, f-ck with me

[verse 1]
piggybacking yetis’, franzia in my ice tea
pennsylvania sc-mbag, yeah, that title fits me so nicely
hit the f-cking function in my white tea, yep, in my white tea
(in my white, yep, yep, in my white tea)
turkish golden shawty, eastern european wifey
her dragon tattoo accents my stick and pokes nicely
i’m bout to get the statue of athena on my right sleeve
f-ck around and pump, black ink inside my arteries (yep)
ouroboros of rosaries (yep), imposed to drinking ovaltine (yep)
feet up on the table, watching seinfeld on a broken screen (yep)
black barkleys on my feet, t-h-e colored olive jeans
back pocket, i don’t gotta gun, brah, that’s a swisher sweet
rest in piece, oh my god, i’m f-cking sleep
i’m king of the streets
and by the streets, i mean the beach
and by the beach, i mean anywhere where the waves is on my speakers and there’s smoke between my cheeks and a blunt between my teeth
gimme your light or a gun-pedaled zippo
she open her mouth like a hungry -ss hippo
then her friends say ‘ditto’, when i hit a triple
i lie the whole time, then give up in the middle (yep)
n-gg-s is petty, i stay on the swivel (yep)
smoking confetti, it’s louder than cymbals (yep)
i’m eating pringles and hershey’s swoops
i do what it do when i’m up in the booth
they ain’t no scully, that p-ssy the truth
f-ck david duchovny, i’m always aloof
they saying they better, i don’t see no proof
all of your songs, they sound better mute
you swear you got groupies, they prostitutes
i do ’em, submit it, they swallow the truth
they loyalty fragile, cos you are a fool
them ch-nks in your chain gon’ f-ck up the groove
blank, sneeze, take a sip, b-tch, side b
the irony? b-tch, i f-cking hate wine and cheese
but i’m still getting plays overseas
but less so domestically
it’s hard pushing music when you’re seventeen and barely sleep
d-mn it’s kind of draining trying to sell my friends to f-ck with me
some p-rn supposed to be a luxury, my company through wifi
(yep)
(wifi)

- ammt lyrics

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