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letra de astronaut - illyminiachi

[intro]
watch me drip swag

[chorus]
watch me drip swag
(drip swag)
they big mad
(big mad)
all my sh-t [?]
water my wrist [?]
i might just f-ck on your b-tch
(b-tch)
i’m flickin’ the switch
(switch)
i gotta spend an addiction
designer clothes
yeah they flipped it
i’m bout to blow in an instant
finessin’ yo b-tch, instant
sh-t astronomical
beam me up scotty
i’m comin’ through yeah
there’s three of us
inside the sp-ce coupe
they won’t believe
what inside of the rafe too
babe i got so many places to take you
tryna stay humble
i gotta be grateful
i’m still a young n-gg-
countin’ them pesos
i don’t got time for these
(no i don’t got time)
i don’t got time for these b-tches
(no i don’t got time)
sit back and count up these riches
(sit back and count it up)
i swear on account of these
(i swear on it)

[verse 1]
vancouver, canada
my bet he
doubted us, doubted us
canada, canada
f-ck what you think
i can’t acknowledge you
(i can’t acknowledge you)
i’m at the bank, uh
talk to the manager
(365)

[verse 2]
yeah, 365 i’m in canada
(365 i’m in canada)
i got the sauce, i swear
(i swear, i swear)
i don’t give a f-ck
don’t care
(don’t care, don’t care)
look

[verse 3]
an astronaut, uh
i get that cash a lot
(cash a lot)
smash her once
then i had to p-ss her off
(i p-ssed her off)
like [?]
f-ckin’ these college thots
(these college thots)
man i [?] her like an astronaut
an astronaut, uh
i get that cash a lot
(cash a lot)
smash her once
then i had to p-ss her off
(i p-ssed her off)
that [?]
f-ckin’ these college thots
(these college thots)
man i [?] her like an astronaut

[chorus]
watch me drip swag
(drip swag)
they big mad
(big mad)
all my sh-t [?]
water my wrist [?]
i might just f-ck
on your b-tch
i’m flickin’ the switch
i gotta spend an addiction
designer clothes
yeah they flipped it
i’m bout to blow in an instant
finessin’ yo b-tch, instant
sh-t astronomical
beam me up scotty
i’m comin’ through yeah
there’s three of us
inside the sp-ce coupe?
they won’t believe
[?] inside of the rafe too
babe i got so many places to take you
tryna stay humble
i gotta be grateful
i’m still a young n-gg-
countin’ them pesos
i don’t got time for these n-gg-s
(no i don’t got time)
i don’t got time for these b-tches
(no i don’t got time)
sit back and count up these riches
(sit back and count it up)
i swear on account of these
(i swear on it)

- illyminiachi

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