Correction Paroles Wit Dat ! par TheHxliday

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(I love you, kimchi)
Yeah, yup (Haha)
Yeah, that's how I'm comin' man
Yeah, that's how I'm comin'
Ayy, uh
Alexander McQueen's the way I style wit that sh*t (Yeah)
Dangerous, so I'm ridin' wit that stick (Yeah), uh (Ridin' wit that sh*t)
Yeah, uh (Ridin' with that motherf**ker)
Yeah, uh (Ridin' with that stick)

Alexander McQueen's the way I'm stylin' wit that sh*t (Ridin' wit, yeah, yeah)
Damn, shawty told me that she down wit that sh*t (Uh)
Yeah, it's dangerous on the streets, I'm ridin' with that sh*t (Uh)
Ridin' with that sh*t, uh, ridin' with that sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If he talkin' sh*t, then I'm comin' to his town to take his b*t*h
I'm broken hearted, so you know I'm lost and found in this b*t*h (Yeah)
I'm off so many drugs, I feel like I been drownin' in it
Heart's poundin' wit it, ghost town in my head, uh

Gra-ta-tat, shoot a hundred rounds in this b*t*h (Yeah)
Yeah, wе gon' push his sh*t back, he f**k around in this b*t*h (Yeah)
It's a live or diе situation f**kin' 'round with my b*t*h
This is you and I, baby, we don't speak too loud of this sh*t
Alexander McQueen's the way I'm stylin' wit that sh*t (Yeah)
Damn, shawty told me that she down wit that sh*t
Yeah, it's dangerous on the streets, I'm ridin' with that sh*t (Yeah yeah)
Ridin' with that sh*t, uh, ridin' with that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
If he talkin' sh*t, then I'm comin' to his town to take his b*t*h
I'm broken hearted, so you know I'm lost and found in this b*t*h (Yeah)
I'm off so many drugs, I feel like I been drownin' in it (Yeah)
Heart's poundin' with it, ghost town in my head, uh

We turned they sh*t to a ghost town
I'm from the 'Raq, where it go down
Where them lil' n***as shiesty and low down
See a G in that whip and get blown down
This four-fifth hit like Gervonta
I could put his lights out with like four rounds
Them lil' n***as gon' do what I say
I'm the reason why all them on go now
Every traffic light stuck on green
Got some new sticks and a few more beams
Like Mariah, this Glock .22 gon' sing
My b*t*h bad and my coupe so mean
Don't try to plot, you gon' be down on the spot
I promise this b*t*h gon' ring
My shorty hot
He gon' keep flippin' your block to let off a lil' more steam
Alexander McQueen's the way I'm stylin' wit that sh*t (Uh, yeah)
Damn, shawty told me that she down wit that sh*t (Uh)
Yeah, it's dangerous on the streets, I'm ridin' with that sh*t (Yeah)
Ridin' with that sh*t, uh, ridin' with that sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
If he talkin' sh*t, then I'm comin' to his town to take his b*t*h
I'm broken hearted, so you know I'm lost and found in this b*t*h (Yeah)
I'm off so many drugs, I feel like I been drownin' in it (Yeah)
Heart's poundin' with it, ghost town in my head, uh

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