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lirik lagu yeat – marching (full version)

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[intro]
(i~i~i~i~)
ooh, i’m the~ (i~i~i~i~)
oh~ooh
got some bad fantasies, that’s a bad lyfestyle
got some bad money, but i kept up with this lyfestyle
i keep guns on me, keep drugs on me, keep big glock
(i~i~i~i’m working on dying)
(bnyx)

[chorus]
touch down in london on this private jet (yuh)
i make that million (yeah), make you wanna flex (yuh)
yeah, i bought that buildin’ right next to the ‘vette (yuh)
b~tch, i been so high (yeah), i can’t even touch the ground (yuh, woo)
you can’t touch my diamonds, they gon’ jump around (yeah)
i got money in my pocket, this b~tch got fatter now (fatter now)
heard yo’ ass fallin’ out, heard yo’ ass fallin’ down (woah)
huh, let me cross that b~tch by turning upside down (woo)
put money on yo’ head, put money on yo’ whip
put money on this whip, this urus go two hundred b~tch (skrrt, ooh)

[verse]
said i bought the benz, i’m pushing it, yank on the b~tch (yank on it)
and f~ck what you said, you a lil’ bitty b~tch (lil’ bitty)
a lil’ bitty itty~ty b~tch (itty)
i call up the mob, and the muhf~ckers hit (yeah), i’m talkin’ bout it~it~it
yeah, you couldn’t even level wit’ all of these racks (ooh~yeah), you n0body, you ain’t ever hit it
[verse 2]
i don’t give a f~ck what you said, you a b~tch, the muh’f~ckers never re~read it (b~tch)
yuh, i told you you never existed, yeah, the muh’f~ckin’ err (err)
yankin’ that b~tch off the side, i’m making that b~tch like the drums (buh)
i put on the clip and some drums (ooh, woah)
got big b~lls i don’t run (yeah)
i don’t give a f~ck, no fun (yeah)
you don’t even got no funds (mh)
lil bitty b~tch got the— err (woo)
swervin’ that— err (woo)
i’m on the side wit’ the— err (eh)

[bridge]
couldn’t decide by the wh0re (eh)
lil’ p~ssy lil’ b~tch go do homework
i’m in sp~ce, see the whole world (yeah)
jackin’ my style but it ain’t worth it (it ain’t), that sh~t will never work (yeah)
run it again, ’cause that sh~t will never work

[chorus]
touch down in london on this private jet (yuh)
i make that million (yeah), make you wanna flex (yuh)
yeah, i bought that buildin’ right next to the ‘vette (yuh)
b~tch, i been so high (yeah), i can’t even touch the ground (yuh, woo)
you can’t touch my diamonds, they gon’ jump around (yeah)
i got money in my pocket, this b~tch got fatter now (fatter now)
heard yo’ ass fallin’ out, heard yo’ ass fallin’ down (woah)
huh, let me cross that b~tch by turning upside down
(woo)
(ooh)
(yank on it)
(yeah, it~it~it)


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