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letra de baggage claim - phily skeamz

thick dimes with tan lines
for my roosevelts skeamz
filling up my bag
cause i’m bout to trip
it’s bottomless
don’t tell me sh-t
unless a dollar print
is all i think
on the vegas strip imma sit
like a lunatic (oh no)
hit a l!ck for your chips
double dip (b-tch)
cool whip with a stick
n0body hip (b-tch)
imma cool cat like nip
don’t even crip (r.i.p.)
in the cut lit
no blood but a n-gga drip (yeah)
never saw ya text b-tch
money all i get (yup)
name i forget
call you thick cause your outfit (god d-mn)
dog i’m a pit at the vet
no doubt sick
hit a swish won’t miss jr smith (swish)
stick to the script
call your sis for a plot twist
i stay in my bag like a duffel
you a cuckold
imma dog no mussle
game real subtle
leave your bae in a puddle (splash)
ass on bubble
get that b-tch in troublе (oh no)
her reb-ttal
got her boyfriеnd puzzled(huh)
on a sp-ce shuttle
trying make stacks double (gone)
n-ggas rock hustle
they barnie rubble
i love this money
me and ben frank cuddle
n-ggas goaltend
when i try to get the ends
pretend
like they ain’t scary of me (you scared)
just with the pen
cause then if i ascend
and a n-gga get a m
bet they won’t listen
to your sh-t again (nah)
these n-ggas soft cheap talk
rhymes bought (soft)
hard like coughs
my thoughts have high cost (high)
fly like moths gas exhaust
to get lost (lost)
ya b-tch tossed like lacrosse
don’t get mossed (catch)
a giver and i’m a reciver
don’t need her (nah)
cut like cleavers
yall n-ggas is tweezers (yeah)
drop teasers
make you a believer (drop)
she give good brain
she’s an overachiever (nerd)
get seizures
on the beach just for leisure (yeah)
cold like freezers
temp drop for features (cold)
to eager
sleepwalk through procedures
take a breather
this game i seizure (mines)
take your spot ain’t asking
i’m kidnapping (ain’t asking)
k!ll like carole baskin
robbing craftsman (k!ll)
take pics cause i’m snapping
no caption (snapping)
pirate hijacking
your new captain
in my bag like coach prada mk
b-tch from tsa
fat trel and wale
my tricks can’t give away
barbecue lay’s
a zone of purple haze
your bags on trash day
i tell her put some clothes on
she wear a thong (ooww)
you wanna pop off
i’m dom perignon (what’s poppin)
better run my check
like a marathon (run it)
my bag’s over your head
carry-on
filling up my bag
cause i’m bout to trip
it’s bottomless
don’t tell me sh-t
unless a dollar print
is all i think
on the vegas strip imma sit
like a lunatic (oh no)
hit a l!ck for your chips
double dip (b-tch)
cool whip with a stick
n0body hip (b-tch)
imma cool cat like nip
don’t even crip (r.i.p)
in the cut lit
no blood but a n-gga drip (yeah)
never saw ya text b-tch
money all i get (yup)
name i forget
call you thick cause your outfit (god d-mn)
dog i’m a pit at the vet
no doubt sick
hit a swish won’t miss jr smith (swish)
stick to the script
call your sis for a plot twist
oh yeah i got this
she on some thot sh-t
so be cautious
a n-gga so sick
i’m starting to feel nauseous
finago

- phily skeamz

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