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3hi – gucci belt interlude كلمات اغاني

(verse 1: 3hi)
you should wipe your life of all that bullsh_t that you’re pushing out
i’m so sick and tired of you pretending that you someone else
who were you to call when you were broken and you needed help?
but don’t you trip cuz girl you’re faker than your gucci belt
(yeah)
cigarettes and red rosé, the only thing that i can smell
came through just to shoot sh_t while we sit down and get high as h_ll
instead you lie and cut ties with your true d_mn self
but don’t you trip cuz girl you’re faker_
faker than your gucci belt

(chorus: 3hi)
gucci belt
you’re faker than your gucci belt
what you felt?
cuz seriously i cannot tell
gucci belt
you’re faker than your gucci belt
what you felt?
cuz seriously_

(bridge: 3hi & meader)
f_ck it so we dip to grab another bottle
running up these digits cuz i can’t even call you
stunting, st_rdy riding dirty kawasaki
sit down, get high, and split the profits with my posse
dodi, she had me thinking holy matrimony
ganja and a 40
ramen noodles with lil shorty
holy, holy, holy, holy, holy moly
holy, holy, holy moly, holy, holy

(verse 2: meader)
i’ll ride top down ‘fore i kick the can
for now i’m riding wild like a minuteman
55 thou to be the bigger man
i’m sitting down town as a clown like i’m k!ller cam
but i bump, drink, spit
down fifth, get lit
roll spliff, get piffed
with business plans
with a swagger like this, it’s f_ck getting rich
when you stand like this, it’s a winner stance
and i just wanna dance
plus i got a band so none of y’all stand a f_cking chance
i’ve been counting up on the times y’all didn’t even give me a glance
cuz y’all don’t understand
i don’t want a life, if it’s working for the man
i don’t want a wife, if it’s not you gripping all tight on my hand
dressed in all white when i pull up in the van
250 for the mic then i took back my rights and i’m repping 3hi for my d_mn lifespan
big booty b_tches wanna bang big c_ck like a man thailand
and i’m running up the bands
gotta hand her, yeah, she got standards
she can’t get me top when i’m whippin’ in the standard
middle of the night, car looking like a lantern
step out with her panties hanging from my lanyard
[outro: meader]
i was drowned till i saw the crown and began landward
f_ck your peace sign, and your birth stone cancer
i’m stoned at dinner cuz ma always told me to me use my manners
and d_mn i’m handsome
i stole your beat and left royalties for ransom
the way i speak, i’m going on a tantrum
bas_m_nt girls wanna suck me
i can’t imagine when i’m leaving in a mansion
i can’t imagine when i’m leaving in a mansion
i can’t imagine when i’m leaving in a mansion
(yeah)
bas_m_nt girls wanna suck me
i can’t imagine when i’m leaving in a mansion

- 3hi

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