letra de skydiving - durhinnit
[intro: durhinnit]
yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah-yeah
[chorus: durhinnit]
birkin bag ten, bae
split that f-ck, cut that b-tch just like a sensei
slay the b-tch when i ride with it
pour up tris and i die with it
club packed, got the fye with it
shoot that b-tch, one open eye with it (let’s go)
cross bag, fly sh-t
carti vision, on my mama, boy, i die lit
rap, i’m gifted, put some prada on my fly b-tch
losing vision off that drank, boy, i can’t drive sh-t (i can’t drive sh-t)
[verse 1: durhinnit]
in that b-tch head first, skydiving
don’t ask for sh-t, you can’t get in b-tch, we private
wrist glisten, krispy kreme, boy, i got icing
punching bag, hit you two times, mike tyson
get right, goin’ left on that b-tch, yeah-yeah
windpipе, out of breath in that b-tch, yeah-yeah
big boots whеn i step in that b-tch, yeah-yeah
tell the truth, your b-tch give neck in this b-tch, yeah-yeah
[verse 2: ace da kid]
uh, i’m boutta break down her walls
no buildin’, my racks stand tall
just like ben, i’ma go learn the law
yeah, i be drippin’ that sh-t when i walk
yeah, i be drippin’ that sh-t when i talk
diamond the collar, i feel like a dog
she wanted neiman’s but we hit the mall
yeah, i done told you a couple of times
f-ck ‘round again and i’m gon’ leave you cryin’
f-ck ‘round again and my love be dyin’
i can’t decide ’cause you be on my mind
with the whole gang and we stay outside
i shoot my shot like i’m ridin’ the bike
and she gon’ give it to me all night
f-ck was you sayin’? like i been the prize
f-ck was you sayin’? i did it like rondo
i’m in the back, need the racks, like, pr-nto
abg man, i feel like quando
i’m finna run, get the racks, all the hundos
i’m finna run and go get all the loot ’cause that’s somethin’ i do and i swear it be true
thought you was ridin’, i can’t trust in you so i took the whole movie and went to the stu’
i took the whip to the end of the roof and then sparked me some green ’cause i been feeling blue
[verse 2: durhinnit]
take a new pill, sh-t paint red
b-tch get upset ’cause i’m flyer than you
boy, on the set, i get higher than you
take new drugs and hide it from you
i gotta b-tch wet tryna suck me off on a plan b, that’s the truth
ain’t no plan b, i’m the truth
ayy, go plan e on the boot
i be gettin’ looks when i go outside, tuck the chain, diamonds on the tooth
mouth wide, tongue-tied, you lose
uh, really been runnin’ through blues, ya dig?
really been runnin’ up trues, ya dig?
drakes out, another fifty, my sig
[bridge: durhinnit]
yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
[chorus: durhinnit]
birkin bag ten, bae
split that f-ck, cut that b-tch just like a sensei
slay the b-tch when i ride with it
pour up tris and i die with it
club packed, got the fye with it
shoot that b-tch, one open eye with it (let’s go)
cross bag, fly sh-t
carti vision, on my mama, boy, i die lit
rap, i’m gifted, put some prada on my fly b-tch
losing vision off that drank, boy, i can’t drive sh-t (i can’t drive sh-t)
[outro: durhinnit]
ooh, yeah-yeah (yeah, yeah)
birkin bag ten, bae
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