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luh tyler - okay bet, pt. 2 كلمات الأغنية

[intro: luh tyler]
(you aren’t even a cold breeze for my man, taz) yeah, n_gga, ayy
ayy, i’m finna walk this b_tch, n_gga
yeah, gang

[chorus: luh tyler]
they like, “tyler, get back on your snap sh_t,” okay, bet (okay, bet, n_gga)
got like twenty in my f_ckin’ pants (yeah), sixty on my neck (on my neck, n_gga)
how the f_ck you rappin’ ’bout them bands? (yeah) ain’t never seen a check (ain’t seen no check, n_gga)
b_tch want me to be her man (yeah), but i just pass her to the next (straight to the next)
boy, we richer than a b_tch, why the f_ck would i be stressed? (would i be stressed?)
i just woke up, made some f_ckin’ bands before your ass got dressed (you ain’t even dressed)
b_tch, i hop on any beat (n_gga) and f_ck it up, and make a mess (uh_uh)
you think mike tyson in my blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest (boom, baow, n_gga)

[verse 1: luh tyler]
n_gga, i’m the realest in this sh_t (yeah), you cannot get more realer (can’t get no realer)
all these diamonds on my f_ckin’ chain, it might just cause a blizzard (brr)
got this lil’ b_tch f_cked up ’bout the kid and ain’t even hit her (ain’t even hit her)
and all these b_tches tryna have my baby like my name was sk!lla

[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
ski, ha
i took my baby on a ski trip, luh tyler (luh tyler)
got people thinkin’ i’m a dragon, what i say fire (ha)
tell all my hoes that i love ’em, but i’m a liar (i’m a liar)
goin’ through my city, stabbin’ sh_t like i’m michael myers (ayy)
n_ggas say they gon’ k!ll me, okay, bet (okay, bet)
i been tryna put a m in my jeans, these ain’t mek (these ain’t mek)
i been knockin’ down the cold hoes, knockin’ off the threats (bop)
n_ggas notice me when i be on the delta, so i jump on jets (ha)
[verse 3: luh tyler & sk!lla baby]
n_gga, please don’t call my phone, it ain’t ’bout cheese, don’t wanna talk (don’t wanna talk, n_gga)
swear to god, you cannot name a f_ckin’ beat i did not walk (i did not walk)
if my n_gga see they tryna get it on, he knock ’em off (he knock ’em off, n_gga)
yeah, my n_gga treat ’em some like randy, get ’em mossed
i don’t take no f_ckin’ orders, n_gga (what? yeah)
i don’t take no f_ckin’ orders ’round this b_tch ’cause i’m the boss (b_tch, i’m the boss)
man, i think you better go and grab the map, these n_ggas lost (these n_ggas lost)
ricks on my f_ckin’ feet, just like my last name was ross (gang, gang)
money and the family, it ain’t nothin’ that come before that (yeah)
i done went back to my old b_tch, man, it’s a throwback (it’s a throwback, yeah)
you n_ggas let your brothers hold some, them n_ggas so flat (them n_ggas so flat)
n_gga, we be standin’ on the business like it was a doormat (that sh_t a doormat)
n_gga, we was broke (yeah), but now we ran it up, so we can’t go back (we can’t go back, n_gga)
my brodie walked in with a dirty cup, like where the soap at? (uh_uh)
and that boy be ready to crack a n_gga head to where the yolk at
and all this sh_t i’m sayin’ comin’ off the head, i never wrote that (ski)

[verse 4: sk!lla baby]
n_ggas tryna steal my flow, give me my flow back (give me my flow back)
i been chillin’, i’ma still k!ll ’em, they don’t know that (they don’t know that)
i be actin’ like i’m innocent, but i be on that (i be on that)
baby keep on tryna throw that p_ssy at me, i don’t want that, huh
these n_ggas barkin’ on the ‘net, pockets so flat (pockets so flat)
never see ’em with no money like those boys don’t want racks (they don’t want racks)
i been tryna chill on the hits, don’t make me go back (chill, chill)
like a bad barber, i’ll push a lil’ n_gga ‘fro back (ha)
[chorus: luh tyler]
they like, “tyler, get back on your snap sh_t,” okay, bet (okay, bet, n_gga)
got like twenty in my f_ckin’ pants (yeah), sixty on my neck (on my neck, n_gga)
how the f_ck you rappin’ ’bout them bands? (yeah) ain’t never seen a check (ain’t seen no check, n_gga)
b_tch want me to be her man (yeah), but i just pass her to the next (straight to the next)
boy, we richer than a b_tch, why the f_ck would i be stressed? (would i be stressed?)
i just woke up, made some f_ckin’ bands before your ass got dressed (you ain’t even dressed)
b_tch, i hop on any beat (n_gga) and f_ck it up, and make a mess (uh_uh)
you think mike tyson in my blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest (boom, baow, n_gga, yeah)

[outro: luh tyler]
ski

- luh tyler

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