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nik yato - le fleur كلمات الأغنية

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[chorus]
ok, big mad, big stacks
b_tches mad i ain’t hit back
stunting on the cameras, so bright you’ll have to dim that
white flash, got the blue faces with the green backs
my cash, stacks itself while i try to relax
cop le fleurs, yeah
on the floor, yeah
yellow flame chucks, what the f_ck?
cost a buck, yeah
riding round, skin sand tan
look like a cheesecake
impalas in havana, living lavish, ain’t no cheapskate
[verse 1]
i’m just stunting on these b_tches when i fidget
while you run around the block i’m running up all of my digits
yeah my business getting better like my health, call it fitness
cos the green that i’m getting ain’t no veggies
nah these papers benjamin
paint my nails i’m feminine
that pink and blue sh_t mixing well
i’m genuine, you b_tches see through, y’all are gelatin
i got your kind hanging on my neck, the shiny stones
the ride’s a ghost, double r
best interior by far, ugh

[chorus]
ok, big mad, big stacks
b_tches mad i ain’t hit back
stunting on the cameras, so bright you’ll have to dim that
white flash, got the blue faces with the green backs
my cash, stacks itself while i try to relax
cop le fleurs, yeah
on the floor, yeah
yellow flame chucks, what the f_ck?
cost a buck, yeah
riding round, skin sand tan
look like a cheesecake
impalas in havana, living lavish, ain’t no cheapskate

[verse 1]
vans on my feet, sweaters doubled up
pink pants, blue vest, cream beret on the top
crème brûlée in a cup, as i crack with a spoon
dreaming bout a future, that i hope comes soon
drive fast, b_tch i burn cash
imma smoke past, cigarette ash
i’ll kick my feet on the dash
i’m just staring at the ceiling
just staring at the ceiling

[verse 2]
imma be a star, looking at me from afar
talking bout my drive, i got more gas than a car
that tint metallic, that b_tch red like it’s mars
that b_tch red like my heart
it’s been planned from the start
bandanna on my head looking like true passionfruit
orange on the looms, sporting cream on the shoes
selfish b_tches wanna k!ll my mood
i don’t let ’em, my mental is so solid
even though i got depression
[verse 3]
i just slip slide through all the problems in my life
it’s like a tightrope tied around my throat
think i might choke
gotta keep my pace steady, i don’t wanna trip and fall
don’t think i’d be ready, but my vision ain’t getting small
i just wanna drive till it’s empty
85 on the dash till i’m trendy
maybe i could relax someday
but i don’t think i’ll be alive for it anyways, yeah

- nik yato

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