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leel2x – dialed in lyrics

that’s just a couple bars off top of the dome though
watch when i drink
uh, bout to hit this n+gga belmin with everything, including the sink

hit the crib, yeah, he hit crib
lil b+tch and change my fit i got mob ties

why i tell her that?

b+tch, i’m dialed in, yeah, i’m dialed in
new york fashion week, lil baby yeah, i’m styling

d+mn, i’m in the back with pack, i’m counting stacks with stack (where ya at?)
d+mn, i’m in atl with sol, my slime, my slat (what’s up my slime, my slat) (frrr beep, frrr)
d+mn, thumbing through cash

d+mn, pushin’ 200, uh, digital dash
how the f+ck you do that? spending or making it back?

b+tch, she having a heart attack
when i don’t take some back
n+gga tryna pull off with sauce, then he get left on flats (skrtt)
said she like my drip, yeah, she like my swag
throw on fits in neiman, baby, i need all of that

i’m in b.o.a., i’m cool with the motherf+ckin’ teller huh (b.o.a)
diamond dancing on my neck, i look like coach+lla huh
money coming in, this sh+t is surreal
yeah, she want pop a ten, yeah, pop a pill
yeah, i might come for you, baby, it’s all right
yeah, i might f+ck ya hoe, like, all night
i’m tryna get in the middle, like i’m double dutchin’ (yeah)
my b+tch, she got a akimbo stick, my b+tch, she double clutching (double clutching, yeah)

don’t talk to her for couple days, she think i’m up to something
and when she ask me about this sh+t, i just say, ah
yeah, “i fell in love with the flex”, yeah
then look at my swag, d+mn i got the check, d+mn

yeah, i put my g+lock up in her telfar bag
d+mn, i love you, girl
why i tell her that?

b+tch, i’m dialed in, yeah, i’m dialed in
new york fashion week, lil baby yeah, i’m styling

how the f+ck you do that? spending or making it back?
how the f+ck you do that? spending or making it back?

- leel2x lyrics

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