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lirik lagu mykel costa & guè - bankrolls & timezones

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[intro: jim jones]
oh
[?]
uh, mykel (mykel costa)
yeah

[verse 1: jim jones]
i be so high, i be feelin’ like i can touch the moon (sp~ce travel)
one of you n~ggas play wit’, i’ma send you to the upper room (poof)
you know the rules, n~gga, if it’s up, then it’s up, then boom (bow)
boy, they sweep up your block like they was clutchin’ brooms
i drop my top in december, n~gga, f~ck a june (f~ck)
i keep my louis on deck, n~gga, f~ck a [tomb?]
switch up my time and catch me in the whip, i’m reclinin’
while i’m cruisin’ through the city lookin’ for a b~tch i can climb in
plus it’s, sh~t that i’m in that’ll make a b~tch’s jaw drop, boy
i f~cked that up, i mean that i’ll make a b~tch’s jaws drop (right)
my watch is like tlc, don’t be chasin’ on no waterfall
i’m a pro on these courts, boy, you lil’ n~ggas sort of boss (swish)
you need to tell your label to opеn the budget
you evеr seen a million dollars when you open your luggage? (woo)
boy, i was cookin’ that coke, you know them smokers would love it
now, i just jump out the rolls, so you know i can pose in the public (say cheese)
i’m a chilly n~gga, i can stay froze in the public (right)
if i was a pimp, then you know hoes would be the subject (hey, baby)
but i’m chilly n~gga, i stay froze in the public
if i was a pimp, then you know hoes would be the subject
[verse 2: guè]
g~u~è (ah)
audemars sul mio polso (ap)
mi sta dicendo che ho incassato di più dell’anno scorso (wow)
ti sparano sul torso (brrah)
mentre mi sto sparando cinquanta vasche a dorso (splash)
swiss francs murati dentro i muri (uff)

sto coi massimi pesi, sì, da marrakech a zürich
ho una villa sul lago, bevo espresso come clooney, ah
iced down medallions per i miei italian stallions
euri al ventaglio, vendita al dettaglio o all’ingrosso
ti abbaglio, fermo al rosso e ti facciamo
perché forse sbaglio, ma faccio quel che posso
bevo paloma con i palombari, yeah
sto chillando con dei miliardari, yeah
sto gelando a meno dieci gradi
perché sono troppo freddo, sette e undici coi dadi (uff)


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