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$not - + h/e - (remix) lyrics

[intro: playboi carti & $not]
robbers, n+gga
what you know about robbin’ n+ggas?
what you know about tecs? (tssh+tssh+tssh+tssh+tssh)
what you know about mobbin’, n+gga? (slatt, tssh+tssh
look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b+tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny (ayy)
i just called up avianne

[verse 1: $not]
my enemies (ayy, ayy), they died in front of me (haha)
k!ll everyone, but one alive, i disagree (b+tch)
whoa, i disagree (uh+uh)
i been helpin’ n+ggas, but they stab me in the back (ah)
you only live once, so i’ma leave it in the past (in the past)
i leave it in the past (in the past)
i can get real f+ckin’ mad, hulk smash (yeah)
dior bracelet on my wrist, hold me down (ah)
baby, if i hurt you, will you still hold me down? (hold me down)
causin’ agony in n+ggas’ dreams while they sleep (haha)
confidence and vanity, bringin’ n+ggas h+ll (yuh)
and baby, if i show you everything, will you tell? (will you tell?)
bringin’ b+tches h+e+double+hockey+sticks (yeah)
f+ck ’em up in every point with hollow tips (yeah)
triple dog dare me, lightning strike to your face (yeah)
f+ck wit’ me, i’ll have you runnin’ laps in a maze (ayy)
goyard, mix+match, ’cause i got different taste (yuh)
[verse 2: playboi carti]
look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b+tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny, yeah
i just called up avianne, yeah
i don’t got no stylist, yeah (slatt)
all my planes are private (tssh)
perkies on the private
we don’t f+ck with molly
we had to lay back on them pills (tssh)
i just f+cked the pint up
i’m finna set up in your field
get slimed, lil’ b+tch, i know you not real
i’ma spend my money on guns and pills
in atlanta with a b+tch, yeah, the b+tch so bad
i’m on that lean, lil’ b+tch
kick the b+tch out, i didn’t need the b+tch (tssh)
i’m from the flat, lil’ n+ggas (yeah)
we started trappin’, n+gga (tssh)
we started rappin’, n+gga
these all black diamonds, n+gga
hang out with robbers, n+gga
what you know about robbin’ n+ggas?
what you know about tecs? (tssh+tssh+tssh+tssh+tssh)
what you know about mobbin’, n+gga? (slatt, tssh+tssh)
[outro: playboi carti]
look at these diamonds, they shinin’, yeah
look at these b+tches, they lyin’, yeah (tssh)
baby, these diamonds not johnny, yeah
i just called up avianne, yeah
i don’t got no stylist, yeah (slatt)
all my planes are private (tssh)
perkies on the private
we don’t f+ck with molly
we had to lay back on them pills (tssh)
i just f+cked the pint up
i’m finna set up in your field
get slimed, lil’ b+tch, i know you not real
i’ma spend my money on guns and pills
in atlanta with a b+tch, yeah, the b+tch so bad
i’m on that lean, lil’ b+tch
kick the b+tch out, i didn’t need the b+tch (ayy)

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