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k. trill - vomit lyrics

[hook: k. trill]
get alotta, get alotta, get alotta (what?)
get alotta guap, i need money f-ck
smoke alotta gas, i need my reefa
she wanna f-ck, i got money (uh)
pull out and nut on her tummy (uh)
you smoke mid, you got no [?}
room full of opps, yeah i smoke people
she tryna reach for my reefa (uh)
no keke, i’m smoking kiesha

[verse: k. trill]
your outfit making me vomit
wanna be me you can’t rock the rick
i got the drip from my momma
at human dior tryna cop some sh-t
pick up the swag and they ran with it
i’m in la on the sand and sh-t
(ayeeee, yuh, uh)
let me be honest, would you lil’ b-tch pochahontas
i’m rockin’ louis and tommy
me and fase, carti and fauni
they thought it was funny
i made the wave now they on it
can’t bust a drill like he gonna
that’s not a dot, that’s a comma

[outro; k. trill]
why you not getting no commas?
(yeah, uh uh)
why you not getting no commas?
why you not getting no commas?
why you not getting no commas?
(yeah, uh what)
why you not getting no commas?
it’s not a dot, it’s a comma
(why you not getting no, yuh aye)

- k trill lyrics

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