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arsx, 666swish & deekay - alone at the club lyrics

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[intro: arsx]
na, na, na
na, na, na, na
cyfal
what if i said, um

[chorus: arsx]
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash

[verse 1: arsx]
oh, really, i’m just here for intercourse
hit reverse cow, spin that b+tch ’round, send her home
i ain’t never been the type to put a ring up on a ho
but if i like her, i’ma wife her
then she end up on a post
whoa, this will never ever be a home
you got no soul, basically, i’m talking to a ghost
‘lil vro, bouta hit him eight times in a row
i’ma hand him [?] three [?] both [?]
yuh, it’s the part where shawty get violent, uh
this is when we all start vibin’, uh
this is when the joints get lighted
y’all start wylin’, another upon the eyelid
in a year, we’ll be flying out private
if i’m honest, we’re already on fly sh+t
so high, b+tch, i’m flyer than a pilot
try it, bruh, i got a touch like midas
[chorus: arsx]
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash

[verse 2: 666swish]
black .45, better blink for the bat
with a mag two times, my goon, she bad
multiply my ice, made a fit two stack
tell the b+tch “square up,” when i might just blast
one+sixty, pour up a shot, r.i.p. whitney
white girl drinks, i drink with both whitneys
slide on a b+tch i know won’t be stingy
shut up, yes, you’re acting too kiddy
that boy p+diddy
move like gang, this eyes in my city
tell deekay that a boy gotta slide
and need me a baddie, cop a new ride
hop up inside, four badass biddies
can’t choose one, then take ’em all with me
p.i.m.p. move like fiddy
fashion fit, i step in too drippy
[chorus: arsx]
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash

[verse 3: deekay]
see me out in [?] i’ma [?] bad b+tch
runnin’ on the scene like i’m 21 savage
ghostface k!llers, my jewelers ain’t finna blow sh+t
like a chopper, spittin’ facts on the whole b+tch
everybody know i got the bag on me
gettin’ my bread up all on my lonely
f+ck with boys, your b+tch is my homie
she wanna roll around and get on me
like, whoa, on my rodeo
she just want me for the f+ckin’ dough
if your b+tch is on my d+ck
i swear to god i hit it four times
i ran it back, four times i had the dash
runnin’ from the po’
if your b+tch is on me, we gotta go
[chorus: arsx]
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash
oh, d+mn, baby got back
i be on track, lootin’ cr+p with a mask
black .45, ‘lil strap on my lap
with a bad b+tch, countin’ up stacks and the cash



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