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future – hitek tek كلمات اغاني

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(atl jacob, atl jacob)
freeband gang

yeah_yeah
hi_tech tech, yeah_yeah
big ol’ jet, yeah_yeah
big ass tec, yeah_yeah
big ass b_tch, yeah_yeah
thick lil’ sh_t, yeah_yeah
i’m gettin’ my money, yeah_yeah
i’m gettin’ this rich, yeah_yeah
straight out the crib, yep
i’m straight out the trench, yep
i’m straight out the trench, yep
i’m straight out the trench, yep
the trench of the trench (woo)
the drank on the floor
i started, i pour
but not no more

hop in that go_go_go_ghost, i’m on go mode
we drivin’ every single car you want, send in the dope, ho
she like to ride when i go jugg, i got a dope ho
make me sing to your b_tch, k_ci, jojo
every day, every night, go to the moon
all of my n_ggas geeked up in the room
paradise, shoot my one and two
astronaut takin’ off, i got the proof (yeah)
perky medics (yeah, yeah)
head from becky (yeah, yeah)
gold baguetties (yeah, yeah)
gold presi’ (yeah, yeah)
i be down in houston like kareem, i’m a rocket
drank the drank and popped a couple beans, now i’m c_cky
came through the game and took that sh_t like i was robbin’
chain rings, earrings, please proceed with cautions
courtside, i’m sittin’ at the game with a glock in my pocket
all my n_ggas bang, brr, clear out the cartridge
go inside of chanel store and start poppin’
i told you, i’m rollin’ off a bean like scotty

yeah_yeah
hi_tech tech, yeah_yeah
big ol’ jet, yeah_yeah (big ol’ jet)
big ass tec, yeah_yeah
big ass b_tch, yeah_yeah (big ass b_tch)
thick lil’ sh_t, yeah_yeah
i’m gettin’ my money, yeah_yeah (hi_tech tech)
i’m gettin’ this rich, yeah_yeah
i’m straight out the crib
i’m straight out the trench, yup
i’m straight out the trench
i’m straight out the trench, yup
the trench of the trench (woo)
the drank on the floor
i started, i pour
but not no more

yeah, i fill up a cup with that red and i know it might k!ll me (hi_tech tech)
i throwed on the animal print and it got me bougie
i sold my coke in the cold, the sweater was coogi
i can’t forget my bros, we make a zoovie
i am not supposed to be f_ckin’ these b_tches, they jockin’ my d_ck on the low
i got her on lean (woo), i got her on beans (woo)
she down to my team, man, i’m cuttin’ up a ring, man
fully loaded magazines, shout out to the gangland
and i can’t even sleep
i been already geeked for seven days
put the wood on that banshee
i position her more than seven ways
i got black cards and visas, i’m gettin’ paid
i’m sittin’ in the dark, ain’t got shades
take all the tablets and go to sp_ce

hi_tech tech, yeah_yeah
hi_tech tech, yeah_yeah
big ol’ jet, yeah_yeah (big ol’ jet)
big ass tec, yeah_yeah
big ass b_tch, yeah_yeah (big ol’ b_tch)
thick lil’ sh_t, yeah_yeah
i’m gettin’ my money, yeah_yeah (hi_tech tech)
i’m gettin’ this rich, yeah_yeah
hi_tech tech
hi_tech tech, hi_tech tech (yeah_yeah)
hi_tech tech (yeah_yeah)
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