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dutchavelli - wtmp lyrics

[intro]
hear me, the f+ckin’ talk in the streets
hear me
man’s from the 5th side
you hear me, eastside la, la, la
alright let’s go
(big zeeko)
[chorus]
i’m like, “baby, welcome to my party”
not a range, not a rari
you could be sneaking like an illuminati
f+ck on a bad b+tch like she cardi (ah)
f+cking me then bring your army
i got a big gun in my versace (let’s go)
cash, money, that’s my dargy (gang)
press a b+tton on this car key (look)
[verse 1]
baby, welcome to my wraith
got a range, not a wraith
no stars in the ceiling, the roof panoramic
you look up and you can see sp+ce
i got the sauce drippin’ off my lace (yeah)
marijuana in my place
wanna get high and pour thе 48
wanna do a line, i got that ricky lake
i’m like, “baby, wеlcome to my trap”
i can not whip unless i barricade
whip me a four, turn another pack
leave that by thе window, let that marinate
i’m like, “baby, wеlcome on my waves”
i ain’t got no money in the safe
i got my money tied up in this, yea
i take a loss somebodies gotta pay
[chorus]
i’m like, “baby, welcome to my party”
not a range, not a rari
you could be sneaking like an illuminati
f+ck on a bad b+tch like she cardi (ah)
f+cking me then bring your army
i got a big gun in my versace (let’s go)
cash, money, that’s my dargy (gang)
press a b+tton on this car key (look)
[verse 2]
i’m like f+ck the what up and escape
i feel the devil’s presence when i pray
i apply pressure on em’ if i press it on em’
they gone end up dead up in the grave (boom)
i’m spendin’ double what i make (yeah)
i ain’t got no money in the safe
i got my money tied up in this, yeah
i take a loss somebodies gotta pay
i pulled up in that range (yeah)
25 hundred and pay
it’s couple runnin’ fishin’ in the lake
put some of these dead bodies outta the grave
i need my binoculars for my ates (yeah)
i ain’t got no money in the safe
i got my money tied up in this, yeah
i take a loss somebodies gotta pay
[chorus]
i’m like, “baby, welcome to my party”
not a range, not a rari
you could be sneaking like an illuminati
f+ck on a bad b+tch like she cardi (ah)
f+cking me then bring your army
i got a big gun in my versace (let’s go)
cash, money, that’s my dargy (gang)
press a b+tton on this car key (look)

- dutchavelli lyrics

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