Letra de SKLUB - Yeat & Lyfestyle Corporation

(Feat. Lyfestyle Corporation)

Oh

Ooh-ah (Ooh)

Do I gotta tell you again? Yeah (H-h-hey, s-s-s—)

Don't gotta tell you again, huh

Don't gotta tell you again, uh (Yeah)

Took shit straight out the pan, uh

Glock switch, fuck all them bands, uh (Yeah)

Bitch, I'ma count up my bands, uh

I'ma unbuckle my pants, ha

I'm 'bout to fuck up the game, 'bout to do it again for the fiftieth time, huh

Uh, new money, new money

You don't got no money, no money

I got the Urus, the bitch out the back, had to flex up again, 'bout to do it again to 'em (Skrrt)

I got the devil talkin' to me (Ack)

I got the demons hangin' with me (Yeah)

You think that you could do better than me? Lil' bitch, you far from the kid (Yeah)

Yeah, far from the kid, yeah, far from the Earth (Oh)

Diamonds on my fuckin' face, bitch, diamonds on my turf (Yeah)

All my jewelry cost me a mill', yeah, show you what it's worth (Yeah)

Hublot, Richard Mill', yeah, I'm still pourin' dirt (Dirt)

I'm still pill poppin', still pill poppin', still rockin' Vir' (Hello)

Made ten M's in a month, bitch, I had to push (Yes)

Diamonds on my crib, diamonds on my bitch, diamonds on my Porsche (Yes)

Had to build it up, I had to drive it, had to pull the horses (Woah-ah)

Bitch, I got a lot of money, got a lot of fame, got a lot of endorsements

All my demons call me, it's Satan Club pull up and the doors locked (Woah-ah)

Came up with this shit, yeah, I done came up with that language (Ah)

I'm smellin' the motherfuckin' cap from a mile away, I upgraded the fragrance (Woo)

These motherfuckers really some lames, they jackin' my stir, tryna see if they ball

I know that they never could it, they really some dick suckers and they all (Uh-uh)

I pulled up Toronto, I hit up my show and I hit up Europe for the ball

I pulled out two mil' in the middle of my bank and them motherfuckers droppin' they jaw (Huh)

I knew that they never could it 'cause motherfuckers lame, them motherfuckers lost

I pulled up inside of the tank, that motherfucker bang, that motherfucker roars (Yeah)

I pulled up, I'm sippin' on drank, I look at my Hublot, I feel like a boss

I'm talkin' 'bout all that hatin', them motherfuckers lame, them motherfuckers daust

I pull up and switch they side, I pull up and switch they socket across

Fuck what you said, you a lil' itty bitch, you reply to your motherfuckin' boss

I don't reply to nobody, no bitch, no motherfuckin' gnat, no ho

And I got diamonds all over my body that cover my head to my toe (Yeah)

And fuck what you said, my demon luh told me "Yeah, I love my soul"

Fuck what you said, you irrelevant, bitch, you done lost your role

Pulled up inside that tank, pulled up inside that Ghost (Ooh-ooh)

Fuck what you said, lil' bitch, yeah, I do what I say, what I do, what they don't (H-h-hey, s-s-s—)

Don't gotta tell you again, huh

Don't gotta tell you again, uh (Yeah)

Took shit straight out the pan, uh

Glock switch, fuck all them bands, uh (Yeah)

Bitch, I'ma count up my bands, uh

I'ma unbuckle my pants, ha

I'm 'bout to fuck up the game, 'bout to do it again for the fiftieth time, huh

Uh, new money, new money

You don't got no money, no money

I got the Urus, the bitch out the back, had to flex up again, 'bout to do it again to 'em (Skrrt)

I got the devil talkin' to me (Ack)

I got the demons hangin' with me (Yeah)

You think that you could do better than me? Lil' bitch, you far from the kid (Yeah)

Yeah, far from the kid, yeah, far from the Earth (Oh)

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