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This is 47 Meters Down
Th-Th-There's only one Sharc
Yeah, ho
Ho, bring that money home, yeah
Haha, you know I'm a pimp
(Foreign shit, flyest in the city, me)
Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you frontin', kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty FantaYeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be starin' at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip
Ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, ballin', why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, she threw racks on me, yeah, yeah
Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you frontin', kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty FantaYeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be starin' at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip
Ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, ballin', why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, she threw racks on me, yeah
Givenchy jeans bussin'
Grimy killers trippin', eyeballs jumping out her skull, yeah
Take a flicky, bitch, flyest in the city, me (Yeah)
Have these denims free
XO to my scammer bitch, scoop 'em like they Russian Cream
Baddies by the five-pack
Angels with the thigh-pack
Might be Fear of God slacks
Front car fried with a nasty strap
Cappin' boy, you not that
Cap him, where the cameras at?
Still serve with them sandwich bags
All paid, fifties, twenty racks, yeah, yeah
Foreign shit, yeah, she gon' rub her clit
Why you frontin', kid? You never had a hundred clip
Dirty FantaYeah, that muddy shit
Yeah, they love the kid, she got tunnel vision
She be starin' at a rich nigga dick print
I'm in Atlanta with the Wraith, with the Remington
Have my way with her face, she got good spits
Yeah, selling dummy bricks, I dress 'em up like businessmen
Yeah, booted Fendi drip
Ayy, feel like Crimson Chin
Yeah, she from England, grr, glicks from Switzerland
Skrrt, we gon' spin again, ballin', why they interferin'?
Sharc so arrogant, yeah, she threw racks on me, yeah, yeah, yeah