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lirik lagu casta troy - vancouver special

[intro]
(f~ck it up)
yeah
yeah
what’s that?—what’s that?
yeah

[pre~chorus]
woah, what’s that? (what’s that?)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
woah, run it back (run it back)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate no sh~t (yuh!)

[hook]
i just wanna a bunch of yuppies, and hug puppies
b~tch, i go dummy
boy, you better f~cking run from me
i just wanna a bunch of yuppies, and hug puppies
b~tch, i go dummy
boy, you better f~cking run from me

[verse 1]
seen a boujee couple walking
wonder what you skrrt for
you was in the downtown van, what you clutch your purse for?
this the type of sh~t that make me wanna rape this verse for
this for all the rich entitled pr~cks that rock the earth floor, yeah
you could get chicken at you, i get my chick in that primetime
and hit rush hour, it’s my time
and you stuck in line, well, i fly by
this is a motherf~cking skyline nine digress
i guess i’m a lil’ bit stressed
eatin’, chat, and alexis really wanna test me
really wanna step? please be my guest
little bit of flexed on earth
i am not a motherf~cking extrovert
you locked in the mirror, and i said some words
made a “pull a u~turn” in the uber convert’
not too skrrt, better drop this nerf
one~way street and the hottest curb
went left, left, right, left, right, left, skrrt
down to the alley, i’m ’round for sure
i’m concerned about your car, ya b~tch
you ain’t even use that sh~t for going far, ya b~tch
people overdose daily in the park and sh~t
but your apartment, but you don’t gotta now loss on kid, wow
[pre~chorus]
woah, what’s that? (what’s that?)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
woah, run it back (run it back)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate no sh~t (yuh!)

[chorus]
i just wanna a bunch of yuppies, and hug puppies
b~tch, i go dummy
boy, you better f~cking run from me
i just wanna a bunch of yuppies, and hug puppies
b~tch, i go dummy
boy, you better f~cking run from me (run from me)

[verse 2]
time is precious, so i’m finna make this quick
why you yellin’ at the service worker? they don’t give a sh~t
your day perry even paid enough to live and pay they rent
there’s a line of better— drive through, what the f~ck did you expect? yeah
wait, where’s your car, ho?
faint, you’re concerned, ho
use a better b, next bee stress, big breast
swear to god you ’bout to turn purple
throw up ‘noxious, tryna cop some coffee
hope it f~cking drops in your office lobby
i’ll be then, the hope is slam, and burn your hand
and catch the heat like it’s abu dhabi, wait
better wake up, or take a pay cut
finna rob and hood yo’ ass, finna take stuff
i been praying for a coma in my paystub
maybe i should go to school and get my grades up
i don’t got time for that (nah)
i don’t got cake for that (nah)
there’s a good reason i live in a house with five roommates, can’t pay for that (yeah)
i’m not complaining tho’
money so thin that the paper fold
tryna save my soul over saving gold
i’ma flex on the first day of april tho’
[pre~chorus]
woah (yo), what’s that? (what’s that?)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
woah, run it back (run it back)
i don’t take sh~t from the upper class (nah)
i don’t hate no sh~t (yuh!)

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