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oscar - teleporting (prod. by pk) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
-clear throat-
yeah, this should be better
yea, mm

[hook]
yea i’m plato playing with playdoh (playing wit it, playing wit it)
tryna get out of dodge so that the rain go -whistle-
and my mind, hope it’s stable
nah don’t worry bout me (don’t worry bout me)

yea i’m plato playing with playdoh
tryna get out of dodge so that the rain go (get out the way)
and my mind, hope it’s stable
ain’t n-body worry bout me (hoe, hoe)

[verse 1]
lighting up in this booth
no shootouts in this room (nah)
don’t worry bout me i’m good
this cess take me to the moon (haa)
like dove chocolate it’s smooth
yo shawty with the perfume can i get yo ig?
out here looking like blake lively
i’m tryna picture you beside me
eric to your pinciotti, no i’m not (nah)
i’ve tried a lot
living 20 years, and i still don’t trust a thot (sorry)
i’m ramsay with the pot
tom clancy when i pull recon
ghosting all, top the charts
you ain’t even making top 5 (no no no)
and i’m still broke out here saving dimes (broke -ss b-tch)
and shout out to the homies that’s from blue sky drive (blue sky!)
ash it out the window on the p-ssenger side (not in my car please)
b-tch i’m only taking l’s when i ride (that’s facts)

[hook]
yea i’m plato playing with playdoh (yo dawg)
tryna get out of dodge so that the rain go (if you hearing this)
and my mind, hope it’s stable (you dope)
nah don’t worry bout me

yea i’m plato playing with playdoh (just keep on pushing)
tryna get out of dodge so that the rain go
and my mind, hope it’s stable (b-tch -ss mothaf-ckaaaa)
ain’t n-body worry bout me

[verse 2]
copping sh-t that you can’t afford (you can’t)
swiping cards got a bank or four (i got it)
travel safe in my honda accord
got a b-tch in every country round the world (for real)
finna pop up in your city, teleport (zoom!)
gas you up like that
give you backstrokes and it hit right back
play it nice girl no talking back (yea, yea, yea)
ganja blowing in the hotel just tip em’ plenty and we’re on our way (moving!)
out of pocket like loose change
send my condolences, i’ve been composing since roses and violets from poems were made (oooh wooo!)
throwing it back, second grade
osky and the homie conjured up a melody to knock the kiddies off they feet
(but that was like twelve years ago)
talking crazy, sound like fiction (fiction)
i been known for many words (words)
she like my herb and diction (my diction)
in da cut, like incision (snip)
indica, by prescription (gas)
that blue dream it heal me
my real stoners they feel me (yea they do)

[fade out]

- oscar

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