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[intro: skyte & ayowitty ]
(ayy, where the f+ck witty?)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah (x3)
yeah
nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, yeah (x3)

[verse 1: skyte]
run down to your spot
we can keep ignoring all the locs
you ain’t clutching, you don’t got no glock
this ain’t nothing, i get bread a lot
how is it? how you leave me set the top [?]
f+ck your gang n+gga, you don’t got no opps
we are key clique +, we keep sh+t on lock
she said that she need d+ck, i said oh my god
[?] got her speechless, b+tch can’t even talk

[?]
what you need i got it
pull that draco, pop it
we don’t smoke it ain’t exotic
i’m just doing me and she say that i’m toxic
too high i can’t see

- skyte lyrics

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