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letra de no lowkey (dyk remix) - yungin, jessi, camo, lil cherry

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[영인, 제시, 카모, 릴체리 “no lowkey (dyk remix)” 가사]

[intro: jessi]
i need a chacha beat, boy
huh (huh)
huh (yeah)

[chorus: jessi]
sick, sicker than your average
i go big fl!ck, fl!ck on the cameras (brr)
spend guap ’til i drop, so careless (careless)
and everything i rock from paris
ooh, i’m so bad, i’m so bad (yeah)
i got bags, i pop tags (yeah)
i stay pimpin’ in the back of the black
tell these b-tches to get off my sack (huh)

[verse 1: jessi]
life’s so sweet, penthouse when i’m chillin’ (yeah)
you ain’t gotta feel it, only few know the feelin’ (huh)
lord willin’, pharrell, my chrome spinnin’ (ooh)
cruisin’ down fifth, all my b-tches, top billin’ (top billin’)
here’s a tip, b-tch, you don’t know me
i’m on my high fashion, me not lowkey

if it ain’t about the money, hoe, please don’t call me
zoom in, yeah, i do my dance (zoom in)
zoom out, i know you see that ass (zoom out)
yungin threw me a no look pass
now, it’s go time, no brakes, all gas (skrrt)
copped a new benz, still got no class (no class)
when i dash to the cash, yeah, i’m quicker than flash (huh)
telemundo ballin’, i’m globe-trottin’
they’ll remember me forever, these b-tches get forgotten
[chorus: jessi]
hot, sicker than your average
i go big fl!ck, fl!ck on the cameras (brr)
spend guap ’til i drop, so careless (careless)
and everything i rock from paris
ooh, i’m so bad, i’m so bad (yeah)
i got bags, i pop tags (yeah)
i stay pimpin’ in the back of the black
tell these b-tches to get off my sack (sack)

[verse 2: camo]
yeah
i can’t really tell, oh, you a bad b-tch?
all these boys up on my dm’s but they catfish (the f-ck?)
yeah, only make my p-ssy speak spanish (brr, brr)
i do not f-ck around with no average (no)
i like all the girls that are savage (savage)
boss b-tch with a habit (habit)
don’t speak if ain’t ’bout cabbage (cabbage)
go lowkey, ’cause my sh-t private (private)
i be ghostin’ in paris (paris)
stressed more than they can manage (manage)
f-ck with me, it’s an advantage (advantage)
f-ck with you, to me, it’s damage (damage)

benz in a pretty color, shades on that match the color

[chorus: jessi]
hot, sicker than your average
i go big fl!ck, fl!ck on the cameras (brr)
spend guap ’til i drop, so careless (careless)
and everything i rock from paris
ooh, i’m so bad, i’m so bad (yeah)
i got bags, i pop tags (yeah)
i stay pimpin’ in the back of the black
tell these b-tches to get off my sack

[verse 3: lil cherry]
(vitamin c)
i don’t care who that b-tch in a n-ts-ck
the way you still alive is a violation
it’s a godd-mn shame on your mama, i can’t stand you
the way i fight back, no lowkey (uh-uh)
yeah, i’d smack you in the face, no cctv
yeah, that my unnie right there
so you got a problem with me? you know who to ring, ring

i’m feelin’ moody with my chains on clang, clang (uh)
when you hear that bass bang low, cherry, bang, bang
fuego o nada, like my p-ssy poetic
i love to tell her, throw it back, throw it back just for me, yeah
my belt buckle got me feelin’ like cracker barrel
walk like a duck, duck, duck, can you see it? yeah
she took my bread, i’m mad
bring it on like, brr, brr, you a rat
i ain’t no singer, i’m a poet, i’m head
pye life, on gang, on gang (gang, gang)

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