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yeat & septembersrich - insidë out lyrics

[verse 1: yeat]
i mix the x with the perc’ (yeah, yeah)
i mix the perc’ with the tose’ (yeah)
every day i leave the earth (woo)
so we do that braggin’ and boastin’ (yeah)
yeah, i feel bad ’cause i got that b+tch on the tose’ (b+tch on the drugs)
yeah, i turned the insides out, new coupe rollsie (skrrt, skrrt)
yeah, i took a trip to the south and the sh+t not coastal (went to the south)
yeah, i basically live in her mouth, i ain’t pay rent in a while (ah)
yeah, peeping they jacking our style, peeping they jacking our sound (jacking our sound)
i alrеady blew all the k’s that i had, b+tch, i just went, put it out (likе ten)

[chorus: yeat]
i got a whole lot of racks, they ask how we do that, uh (whole lot of racks)
yeah, i got them ‘bows in the bag, shipping that boot up (whole lot of bags)
yeah, i just be takin’ the x, this sh+t got my mood up (took lot of x)
yeah, why they been bitin the swag? they barracudas (biting the swag)
really they all just shrimp
yeah, all of they money just skimp
all of my diamonds went crazy, lil’ b+tch, had to learn how to swim
i hit that b+tch from the side, yeah, the left one, b+tch, she know i’m gon’ win
i don’t need a deal though, b+tch, all my twizzy been up, so it’s motherf+ck what they been sayin’

[verse 2: septembersrich & yeat]
i’m from the south, but i just made it out (just made it out)
broke+ass friends, had to leave ’em all out
you switchin’ the side for some p+ssy, no clout
talkin’ that sh+t, you don’t know what it’s ’bout
posted up with no bread on the couch at your mama house
a year ago you wasn’t sh+t
took you on your first hit
f+ck that sh+t, me and my twizzy gon’ ball
you ain’t got no bread, get the f+ck out the mall
lil’ twenty k up in chanel for that all
in the coupe and i’m finna cut off the top
i make a hit every time (yeah)
i don’t even be wastin’ my time (no)
your broke ass keep sipping a line (that line)
you simp for that b+tch, keep cryin’ (keep cryin’)
[chorus: yeat]
i got a whole lot of racks, they ask how we do that, uh (whole lot of racks)
yeah, i got them ‘bows in the bag, shipping that boot up (whole lot of bags)
yeah, i just be takin’ the x, this sh+t got my mood up (took lot of x)
yeah, why they been bitin the swag? they barracudas (biting the swag)
really they all just shrimp
yeah, all of they money just skimp
all of my diamonds went crazy, lil’ b+tch, had to learn how to swim
i hit that b+tch from the side, yeah, the left one, b+tch, she know i’m gon’ win
i don’t need a deal though, b+tch, all my twizzy been up, so it’s motherf+ck what they been sayin’

- yeat septembersrich lyrics

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