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letra de all i got - yeat

[intro]
(mathematical!)
(aj can i hear that beat?)
i’m geeked up off this sh-t, no cap, yeah

[chorus]
i just count money by big guap, big wock
they ain’t never heard of me, i’m headed to the tip-top
i’m too high, need to go to the pit stop
i level up every song, that’s why they p-ssed off
i just count money by big guap, big wock
they ain’t never heard of me, i’m headed to the tip-top
i’m too high, need to go to the pit stop
i level up every song, that’s why they p-ssed off
diamonds on me (yeah), and they glamorous (yeah)
she say “call me”, i don’t gotta handle this (skrr)
they don’t like me, it excite me (it excite)
every vd on me, they like ice cream
swear i gave it all i got, i know that i only got one more shot (yeah)
but i know these feelings is the same, i feel it in my thoughts (yeah yeah)
but i don’t even wanna talk (yeah)
[verse]
i don’t know how to feel, so i gotta move along (move along)
you can feel my soul in the song, this the truest song (truest song)
i’m geeked up in the studio, 2 in the morning (2 in the morning)
why you lookin at me like i’m the one to blame upon it (why)
why you gotta treat me like the one that has to make the point (why)
every time we get in the game, you the one that dissapoint (yeah)
every song i make, i really hope that it can make some noise (yeah)
d-mn my life is sold to this sh-t, i’m not a regular
yeah, these diamonds on my body, and they hitting like a water sprinkler
i’m with all my f-cking money, gotta give out an alert (beep beep)
if i got had no money, had to eat it from the dirt
so i made a couple plays, and made this sh-t work
yeah, i knew when she gave me top that she’s a keeper
i say what the f-ck i want, whenever i want, f-ck the bleepers
i just dropped 1500 on my f-ckin’ fendi sneakers (grr)
handle all your problems, i can’t really f-ck with tweakers (woo)
heard a check on a jet, heard a beeper (beep)
you’re the one in the back, you a creeper (yeah)
and the hill that i’m on is getting steeper (yeah)
and the ocean that i’m in is getting deeper (yeah)
no more thots for me, no more thots for me (nuh-uh)
i had to go by myself, no, no more thots for me
i cannot date no more, by myself
f-ck these label, they put me on a shelf
f-ck ’em over, i’ma stack my own wealth (wealth)
bro are you good, you tweaking? you look pale
i’ma rock out at the show, in chanel
smoking the weed, yeah on some kale
got some good weed i can send through the mail
like i say, yeah every song, you going out sad, yeah i can tell
[bridge]
look at that sh-t, uhh
ew
look at my wrist, isn’t that something to steal?
uh, look how i’m feeling, do you think i care how you feel?
hmm

- yeat

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