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yeat - 5 planës lyrics

[intro]
woah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, racks on racks on racks on racks
go get that, swerve it
yeah, get it, yeah

[chorus]
racks too big, b+tch, we not the same
racks up, i don’t hear sh+t you be sayin’
walk in, yeah, but i feel like i’m runnin’ it (runnin’ this sh+t like usain)
yeah, i came up, bought a plain jane
i came up, bought a plain jane
i came up ’bout five planes (brr)
i came up ’bout five cranes (brr)
i been high for ’bout five days (five)
i came up, ’bout ten plays (paid)
can’t be there unless i’m late
i’m not there, b+tch, i’m in la (la)
all of these diamonds, they sit on my body, these b+tches, they really wet, turned to a lake
i don’t even gotta be claimin’ this sh+t, boy, you still not r, you still not gang
yeah, yes, i’m booted every day (booted every day)
yes, i make hunnids every day (yeah)
yeah, yes, i’m not a human, i can’t make mistakes (yeah)
yes, i would sell a lil’ kid some shake (shake, yeah, tris’)
yeah, in the jeep, in the trackhawk (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i done burnt the rubber, i burnt the blacktop (yeah, yeah)
got the vpn ’cause my man callin’ (yeah, yeah)
[verse]
i made a hunnid and fifty bands off this weed and my laptop (laptop)
i’m ’bout to hop in the tesla, this b+tch gon’ drive for me with no mask on (skrrt)
i don’t give a f+ck what you sayin’ about none of this sh+t, you could ask ’em (ask ’em)
my twizzy done changed his name to a godd+mn missile, that boy just blast ’em (phew, phew)
yeah, everyday i go to the moon, gotta make sure that my seatbelt fastened (yeah)
yeah, once they gave me the room, gave me the views, i put in some traction
yeah, all that money you lost from the label, how the h+ll you subtracted it? (everyday)
i can’t even be broke, look at y’all goin’ out bad, yeah, tragically (tragically)
yeah, fallin’ off the earth, yeah, outstandingly (yeah)
i went and bought my b+tch an apartment, she really can’t handle me
off of that perc’ she gon’ get to work, she always got hands on me (hands on me)
all of my sh+t is too lit, i live wherever the candles be (candles be)
yeah, real oxy’ everyday, i live where them doctors be
i went and bought be a crib in la, but the sun not even as hot as me (hot as me)
you ain’t earned it (yeah), yeah, had to swerve it (let’s go)
you ain’t earnin’ nothin’, yeah, coward in curtains (yeah)

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