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playboi_cort - cry lyrics

[verse 1: $ir cartier]
i started out bare handed, and pimpin’ out some b+tches
i’m a fat cat
so my b+tches with the digits
i count my finger in out the fidgets
last count, i need to come back
figures to figure
i’m where i’m at now
sniffed out the snort in my fort feeling like, “f+ck law”
kings and queens, i f+cked them all
white powder cover nose hurts sore
reality hurts more, reality’s a big bore
i get high, the swing of trees, fine swans and k!ller bees
’cause i’m into hunnies, i could plant my seed to create
love the ones i meet
still rocking, still plotting
emcee guts from chopping
that fat cat crying
[?] ability [?] wrist
can’t f+ck with me
get your suit up, boot up, your b+tch drive in
let’s get [?] like a left side to your dome piece
the rome through the kings that he used to be the home to it
to all the fat cats with the greeting comes
[?] to say this in songs
ain’t that n0body wrong+do
to talk to me properly, that i believe, zombie
[chorus: $ir cartier]
yeah, and i’m just rolling with my crew
tryna burn a lil’ something, n+gga, what you tryna do? yeah, uh
and i’m just chilling (and i’m just chilling), yeah
and i’m just chilling (tfz)
ain’t no question asked (tfz)
just smacking a ass
with a girl and a bag rolling up that cigarette (tfz)
b+tches at my party getting high on the mud, yeah (tfz)
zombie gang, rep it to the deal

[verse 2: $ir cartier]
uh, i’m with my n+ggas and some females holding things down
a switch and some purses, one
burning two and three down
hold up, wait, uh
stop listening some competition
ain’t no need to keep score
[?]put down rhyme with my mind, play some keyboards
riding all black with that batman flow
man, i get high
cruise real slow, got mask dancing
ready to load the sticky icky up
[?]
[?]add that [?] leather light a smoke up [?]
get fast as flies, it’s in your rear mirror
bullsh+ttin’ in my whip
windows up with some regular boys, girls and us
’cause we roll up on the block
me and jaylen in the back
now i’m posted up [?]
[?]
i’m high as a jet
and the air force better bring down the drug dealer
i ain’t sharing my medicine (haha, yeah)
[chorus: $ir cartier]
yeah, and i’m just rolling with my crew
tryna burn a lil’ something, n+gga, what you tryna do? yeah, uh
and i’m just chilling (and i’m just chilling), yeah
and i’m just chilling (tfz)
ain’t no question asked (tfz)
just smacking a ass
with a girl and a bag rolling up that stanky grass (tfz)
b+tches at my party getting high on the mud, yeah (tfz)
zombie gang, rep it to the death

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