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dar!us (usa) - what a life lyrics

[intro]
yeah
hey, hey
i don’t give a f+ck
i don’t give a f+ck, nah
b+tch (this shut fun)

[hook]
high as a kite, float through the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the sun in my eyes, as i look at the time
what a wonderful life (hey, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[verse 1]
still speedin’ off in that whip (whip)
take all my money, and count up the chips
the genie had asked me like: “what is ur wish?”
i do not need it, i’m livin’ like this
this is the best man, as good as it gets
shoot at the basket, i’m gonna’ swish
these b+tches all love me, as cold as the tip (yeah)
they lookin’ at me, and throwin’ a fit (yuh, yuh, hey)
throwin’ a fit, yeah
i don’t even really be tryin’ that d+mn hard
haters they lookin like: “d+mn, he made it that far?”
takin’ these turns, i think i’m in nascar
i am not lyin’, don’t call me madagascar (yuh, king julian!)
this is the point where i come, and i spit it
i take your girl in it, like popeye with spinach
you know i will win it, and i am not kiddin’
this not a contest (yuh)
stop speaking that nonsense, i don’t even look at the comments
they all be false checks
takin my sh+t out of context, onto the next check
[hook]
high as a kite, i float through the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the sun in my eyes, as i look at the time
what a wonderful life (hey, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[verse 2]
don’t need no prada, don’t need no louis
i’m f+ckin’ your mama’, and watchin’ a movie
i don’t do the drama, i am not a looney
those tunes are just goofy, and i am not losing
b+tches all ask me like: “what is you doin’?”
i’m lookin’ right at ‘em, and movin’ so smoothly
i buy em a smoothie, and blend ‘em like goonies (yeah)
i am villain i guess, but i am one of the best
g.o.a.t., crossing my chest
you b+tches losin’ at chess
takin your queen (yuh, yuh), she all in my bed
shakin’ my head as i step on the pedal when i reach the top, tell me is there a medal
my parents are starting to get really fed up
i’m takin’ some pills just to help with my mental (yeah)
this is the sh+t that i wanna do
yeah i’ma still do it after you (hey, hey)
treatin these hoes just like hannibal (b+tch)
i might just f+ck and come after you
b+tch, shut the f+ck up (ha, ha)
sippin’ so smooth, all this lean in my cup (yuh)
my pick up line is sayin’ “what’s up”, it’s never missed once (yuh)
tryin so hard, just to get dubbed (yuh, yuh)
b+tch you a scrub, i’ve had enough (hey, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, hey)
hand me the torch, and i light it on fire
you all just fake, like you wearin a wire
i’m at the grammy’s, i yawn like i’m tired
wearin’ my street clothes, hope i get fired (yee, yee)
hand me my straw hat y’all (yee, yee)
southern, i got a drawl
texas with mom and paw
sittin’ in the bathroom stall (yee, yee, yee)
[outro]
b+tch, hot, hot
that’s it
yuh
hey, hey, hey, b+tch
king julian!
gotta stop f+ckin’ with me

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