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yxrd - pablo escobar lyrics

yuh, yeahh (aye boy)
vetement jeans, chrome hearts that’s not all i rock (we really in this b+tch)
i bought a lambo’ every time hit one of your thots (right now, we making)
had to buy a warehouse cause it happens a lot (music)

rocking rick owens head to toe balenci’ on my boots
when you see me dropping every time i end up on the news
yeah they got the new scoop
yeah they got the new juice
i be stacked up on thе juice but its just for music
cause my flows be unbеlievable they out this world
she got on a skirt for me so i make her do a twirl
and you smell like sh+t i just spent 500 on cologne
popping so many pills i’m surprised no overdose

i thought you was it i ain’t know that you was f+cking bros
i know i’m f+cking tons of hoes but i’m allowed that’s how it goes
taking so much cocaine that its falling out his nose
she get jealous where i go
want my fingers down her throat
imma lose a stone but i got unlimited money
i hear her belly rumbling know she getting hungry
all she eat is d+ck if she put this stick in her purse
if you snake me out know that you get put in a he+rs+

i don’t mess with lame ass people who be wishing me the worse
i only f+ck with 10s unless she a hundred and third
if you get the reference you can pull up to the crib no diddy
i ain’t finna stop grinding till i make a billi’
confronting me ’bout cheating look her in her eyes and say, “oh really?”
where is the proof where is the evidence you silly
when i leave her crib now she moaning cuz her bed is sticky
that’s not my fault you was tryna get freaky
freaky b+tch on my line if i wanna hit i go there
she so white like polar bear
but i like the brown+skins
imma go off a whim
when i pull up in the timbs know i’m stepping on em’ here
living luxury, designer, favourite food is probably steak
i could eat it every night i could eat it every day
that’s the same for the p+ssy i could eat it every day
i’m so rich i got a maid
i’m so rich indulge in fame

designer brands my middle name i don’t need a stylist
i got a rolex for every single one of my wrists
i got a tally on my wall for every single time i hit
its happened so many times that i had to stop and sit

- yxrd lyrics

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