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playboi carti – sky كلمات اغاني

[intro]
what? what? what? what?
i’m so high, man, i can’t even feel sh_t

[chorus]
i told my boy go roll like (what?) ten blunts for me (alright)
i told my boy go roll like (what?) ten blunts for me
i’m trying to get high til’ (what?) i can’t feel nothing (woah)
i’m trying to get high til’ (what?) i can’t feel nothing (woah)
i can fall out the sky and i still won’t feel nothing (slatt, slatt)
i can fall out the sky and i still won’t feel nothing
i’m way too high (yeah, what?), woah woah (d_mn)
i’m way too high, woah woah
i’m way too high (yeah, what?), woah woah (yeah)
i’m way too high (yeah, yeah), woah woah
i’m way too high (woah)

[verse 1]
wake up (yeah, wake up)
it’s the first of the month (slatt, slatt)
i brush my t__th and count up (woah, what, slatt)
i let my b_tch roll my blunt (woah, slatt)
i’m bout to dirty my cup (woah, what?)
pour up some lean and get stuck (pour it up)
i make her scream when we f_ck (slatt, scream)
i don’t drive r8s, i don’t like those
i drive the daytona and i tinted the windows (what?)
can’t f_ck with n0body, not even my shadow
i got on ed hardy, she got on stilеttos
she my best friend, yеah we not a couple (slatt)
she a rockstar, she a s_x symbol
the way she do that sh_t, she make it look simple (what? what?)
the way she do that sh_t, she make it look simple (what? what?)
baby, tell me what you wanna do (yeah, what, what)
baby, tell me everybody you screw (yeah, yeah)
tell me everybody you touched in this room (ooh, ooh)
i gotta know who you f_ck, f_cked in this room (ooh, what? what?)
i gotta know who you f_cked in this room (huh, oh)
i gotta know who you f_cked in this room (yeah)
[verse 2]
can’t trust no b_tch (what? yeah), can’t trust these n_ggas (bih)
in love with my money, in love with my pistols
in love with my b_tch, i think she my b_tch (woah, bih)
i know she suck d_ck, i know she not sh_t (woah, what?)
i been thinking ’bout it, finna cut off that b_tch (what?, what?)
she don’t cook, she don’t clean, but she want ruth chris (what?, what?)
i don’t even like to hug (what?, what?), i don’t even like to kiss
i just pat her on the ass, and tell her “good sh_t”
i just walked in my pad (slatt), paparazzi at the fitz
i’m ’bout to pour up some red (red)
and shawty gon’ roll up some sh_t (what?, slatt, slatt)
and shawty gon’ roll up some sh_t (slatt)
i’m ’bout to pour up some red (what?)
and shawty gon’ roll up some sh_t (what?)

- playboi carti

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