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ill leet - play to win lyrics

[intro]
ill leet, ah

[chorus]
i’m from outer sp_ce like a motherf_ckin’ alien
plug said he serving out back, no australian
wide range of flavors like a motherf_ckin’ gradient
babygirl shake it for me, like you barbadian
“leet, i’m off the drugs,” well sh_t, just go crazy then
“i get paid friday,” sh_t, well just pay me then
bad b_tch, mama askin’ “who’s ya lil’ lady friend?”
man it’s all fun and games, psych, b_tch i play to win

[verse]
flex, flex, flex, like a motherf_ckin’ wrestler
slide on a n_gga in the backseat of a tesla
runnin’, runnin’, runnin’, on e, no siesta
f_ck a ransom, run up, you gon’ meet that lil tecca
all rats gotta die, pied piper
she was out my league, but i still tried to pipe her
i be on the trees like a certified sniper
i just hit the peak like a mountainside hiker
iced up, glidin’ on they ass like a galcier
you ain’t ’bout that sh_t you talkin’ bout man you a faker
only smokin woods, but i’m still about my paper
i came from the hood, now i ain’t even got no neighbors
that’s major, shoutout to my n_ggas glock and dolph
don’t know why you steady bugging b_tch, you need to knock it off
f_ck you thought, this sh_t was
i stay flexing, just because
said she want some drunken love
ain’t no woody off the buzz, ho

- ill leet

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