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why g - sexy drill lyrics

[++chorus: kwazii++]
i had this feeling before
wake up and get to a sale in the morning
i got some hits in the vault
they hear my song and they get involved
pull up clean, get in the car, try hit up celine, we looking too far
but they keep it open for me, they seen the kid turn to a star
pink, racks, how we end up on a yacht?
she must act different for you ’cause i showed her my wrist and she turns to a thot
make me splash, water
you made me break through a knot
you talking shit to them petty friends, but still wanna come through to the spot

[++verse 1: kwazii++]
wait, wait, bitch did i heard you or not
every action is precise
you know i got surgical thoughts
i don’t play with money, this my life
i’m just trying to run up that guap
nigga everybody got a price, i don’t give a fuck about the cost
spent a couple hundred on some lines, my bitch lowkey hoping i crack
she’s saying she don’t wanna fight, but shorty be doing this a lot
i’m gonna stop you for you waste your time, don’t make no excuse to a boss
i’m still the same nigga online, with all of my jewelry off

[++verse 2: whyg++]
she suckin’ my dick till i cum
i don’t think she wanna stop, no
she a very freak girl, she suck it from bottom to top
the way she lick on it remind me of a lollipop
imma’ bust on this bitch face, drippin’ like eyedrops
i just caught a dirty nigga, then hit his ass with a mop
you already know that the violence won’t stop
my young boy, you trying to go catch your first snatch
pour cold water on the dope, it make it lock
their bitch going down like kendra
it’s summertime, might fuck your bitch on a yacht
they wanna know what it cost
those diamonds, they won’t know what they cost
my diamonds hit like lacrosse
my ghost on the blitz, i’m a boss
you know once you he get hit, then you lost
rob boy in the swamp, just like lacoste
investing into dope, just like a stock
can’t be smelling when i am cooking up, yeah its the rock
what do you got on your hip? its a glock
i’m doing drills on my jewelry off
[++chorus: kwazii++]
i had this feeling before
wake up and get to a sale in the morning
i got some hits in the vault
they hear my song and they get involved
pull up clean, get in the car, try hit up celine, we looking too far
but they keep it open for me, they seen the kid turn to a star
pink, racks, how we end up on a yacht?
she must act different for you ’cause i showed her my wrist and she turns to a thot
make me splash, water
you made me break through a knot
you talking shit to them petty friends, but still wanna come through to the spot

- why g lyrics

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