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kura (us) - u_kld_tell_rmx lyrics

[intro]
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah (yeah), woah (yeah, yeah)
woah (pew, pew), yeah

[verse]
whole lotta money, flyin’ out to the club, if the b+tch ain’t got ass off rip, she a dub (yeah, yeah)
you could just tell that i had money off the way i dress, lil’ b+tch, ain’t a scrub (yeah, come on, yeah)
alyx on the af1’s, four pockets on the jacket just told hold my hun’s (let’s go, lil’ b+tch)
i’m a real sossboy, you could tell by the pants, pressure surrounding my lungs, yeah (woo, woo, woo)
cross on the jacket, ain’t no b+tch could play me (yeah, yeah), b+tch, i’m a punk, ain’t nothing could phase me (come on, let’s go)
hma like i got it from migo (woah, woah), rock these brands, like, i swear they should pay me (pay me, b+tch)
chrome hearts dorks (yeah), i got bones on the kapital shorts (woah, woah)
i could drop two tapes and they still want more, hoppin’ on stage and they screamin’, of course
lightin’ my blunt, b+tch, i mean that torch (woah)
yeah (yeah), me and some people, we fell through (what?)
and the pieces comin’ in by the mail too (what?), noah told me they paid for a walkthrough (yeah, yeah)
wake up and treat it like the met gala ’cause i’m puttin on rick that i’m gettin’ for free (yeah, that’s facts)
i’m part of generation f+ck you, they wearin’ pieces that i used to wear, guaranteed
make a b+tch my playboy bunny (let’s go), flyin’ to the side of town where it’s sunny (let’s go)
wanna rob my jewelry when she f+ck me (woah), i’m the devil but no one above me (ha)
my boys with me so stop tryna press me (pew), if you got problems with me then text me (bah, bah)
i ain’t “lil’ bro” the way you address me (pew), b+tch, i’m hotter and better don’t stress me (bah, bah)

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