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letra de ​expensive, everyday! - ​​​​​​​​ilysm

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[intro: sample]
-out and day in, i will stay next to him

[verse 1: ilysm]
ayy, motherf-cker come on
multitasking, countin’ money while i’m writing the songs
me and james bands cliqued up, we ain’t paying your bonds
strapped up, pretty b-tch, boy i think i’m a swan
all your tracks hot?
all your tracks bad, b-tch
ily want all the smoke, all my fans is famished
look, uh, don’t be afraid we just outside
you was talking sh-t for a minute, so it’s about time
uh, motherf-cker you in my sight line
yellin’, but y’all not listening, my life just feel like lifeline
(oh my god, that’s that sh-t though, that’s that sh-t!)
[verse 2: robin’s ghost]
i don’t know where all my money went
i got two bucks inside my bank account, running away from the government
i took a [?] to make you b-tches fall apart
you play your misses, i can [?]
sorry ’bout that
i ain’t sorry, don’t really feel bad
i’m prettier than princess allura, i’m in my real bag
how’s the pretty b-tch i pull always so consistent?
this spectrum and y’all, i pull up with sticks and rich kids
and i was fine when i said y’all had a chance
you only think i even give you one
you acting like some feds, c’mon

[break: robin’s ghost & ilysm]
-kaiju f-ck!
f-ck, my f-ckin’ mic’s f-cked up man

[verse 3: ilysm]
uh, i got a strap on me p-ssy
better not catch you tryin’ to go and double back on me p-ssy
i got my wrist up
i’m getting money, put my cl!ck up
i’m ticked off, if you not careful you get p-ssed on
i’m just tryna make a living out the bedroom
huh, make a living out the bedroom (d-mn that sh-t’s f-cking stupid, i’m not doin’ this sh-t no more)

[intro: ilysm]
h-hey, hey listen, listen, i’m gonna be real with you
i don’t even listen to your f-ckin’ music
know your f-cking place (hahaha, oh my god)

[verse: ilysm]
uh, i got some sh-t on me (some sh-t on me)
just met your girl, i murdered that p-ssy fifth-degree (fifth degree)
y’all best be kidding me (uh)
i got that gl!ck on me (uh)
and i hate these rappers all i get like they ain’t kin to me
[?] got him medusa
turned his life to bloopers (bloopers)
that boy a f-cking loser
he done turned into dry bones and king koopa
y’all be hating for the clout, oh the humanity!
want the home diamond on wrist, all for the vanity (yo!)
pony wants the smoke, listen, i don’t let him puff (ayy, ayy)
listen, all up in they throat
listen, i don’t give a f-ck
hol’ up, i don’t give a f-ck
hol’ up, i don’t give a what?
hol’ up, i don’t give a what? (hahaha!)
(i don’t give a f-ck, hold on)
[outro: dj cash f-cker]
hold on, let me tell you something. we’re expensive everyday out here baby. no matter how you look at it, we’re the ones with the money! so when i wake up in the morning, and i see my money and your beautiful wife beside me, and there’s only one thing someone like me can say: i love you so much

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