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dyl - way back كلمات الأغنية

it’s getting late
when you hit me and you say you’re on the way
you’re the only reason i’m awake
light the blunt when i see uber at the gate
i been waitin for you waitin thru the night
look amazing when you step into the light
baby tell me bout the things that you would like
always told you that you were my type
i been waitin for the day to f-ck you right

and the day’s right now ay
i can’t fail
i’m about my dollar bills
got my bands up
now she wanna chill
she spent her 20s in the hills poppin pills
way back
i got the energy i know you feel that
i see your b-tch is lookin at me so i steal that
could make a hunnit million dollars and i’d still rap

i count my money by the back, crypto rich i’m stacking sats
i’m in philly poppin tags, i dont buy that b-tch a bag
i let that b-tch pick my swag, i’m too focused on the sats
spend a mil then make it back, i’m houdini in the trap
boy you need to lap before i slap in ya face
you keep on talkin get it poppin we on fire anyway
don’t wanna end up at your funeral with violins playing
but still i’d pull up in a bently with diamond chain

head to my bank ooh, ay big bank roll
told my brother that i’d put him on the payroll
i told my momma not to worry cuz i’m paid so
i treat my b-tch just like an angel with no halo

i steven starr eat with the clique
she treat me she don’t gimme lip
dat p-ssy so wet with the drip
i c-m in a minute and dip
i take that b-tch right to love park
she told me it’s cold and it’s dark
i told that b-tch don’t even start
she gimme that head call it bart

i tell my b-tch we gotta bottle pop ay
that p-ssy sweet like baby bottle pop ay
i tell my b-tch that i done thought a lot ay
said i’m too rich it’s time to drop the top ay
swerve in my coup i’m in my lane
custom fit my diamond chain
told your b-tch her man is lame
smoking kush to keep me sane

- dyl

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