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No Lowkey
YUNGIN, 、, Jessi, 和, CAMO
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Ugh, ugh, ugh
Yeah
Sick sicker than ur average
I go big flick, flick on the cameras
Spend guap till I drop, so careless
And everything I rock from Paris
Ooh I'm so bad, I'm so bad
I got bags, I pop tags
I stay pimpin in the back of the black
Tell these b*tches get off my sack
Life's so sweet, penthouse when I'm chillen
You aint gotta feel it, only few know the feelin
Lord willin
Pharrell my chrome spinnin'
Cruisin down fifth, all my b*tches top billin
Heres a T.I.P., b*tch, you don't know me
I'm on my high fashion, me not lowkey
Me so horny, but me no 도우미
If it ain't about the money, h*e, please don't call me
Zoom in, yeah, I do my dance
Zoom out, I know you see that a*s
YUNGIN threw me a no look pass
Now it's go time no brakes, all gas
Copped a new Benz still got no class
When I dash to the cash, yeah, I'm quicker than flash
Telemundo, ballin, I'm globe trottin
They'll remember me forever these b*tches get forgotten
Ha, sicker than ur average
I go big flick, flick on the cameras
Spend guap till I drop, so careless
And everything I rock from Paris
Ooh I'm so bad, I'm so bad
I got bags, I pop tags
I stay pimpin in the back of the black
Tell these b*tches get off my sack
I can't really tell, oh you a bad b*tches?
All these boys up on my DM's but they catfish
Money make my p*ssy speak spanish
I do not f*ck around with no average
I like all the girls that are savage
Boss b*tch with a habit
Don't speak if ain't bout cabbage
Go low key cuz my shit private
I be ghostin' in Paris
Stressed more than they can manage
F*ck with me its an advantage
F*ck with you to me it's damage
튀어나와 언넝
잠수교를 건너
새벽부터 쩌렁쩌렁
스피커를 높여
Benz in a pretty color
Shades on that match the color
First time we met he stuttered
이제는 이쁘나 어서
Ha, sicker than ur average
I go big flick, flick on the cameras
Spend guap till I drop, so careless
And everything I rock from Paris
Ooh I'm so bad, I'm so bad
I got bags, I pop tags
I stay pimpin in the back of the black
Tell these b*tches get off my sack