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rae sremmurd - illest walking lyrics
[intro: swae lee]
okay, okay, now we finna take off
okay, okay, now we finna crank up
crank up
[chorus: swae lee]
illest n-gga walking with that check up (oh my god)
stash a dirty dancer in that tesla (aye aye aye)
got that gasoline, i’m ’bout to spark up (burn up)
and i see some demons ’bout to pour up (pour up)
ok, now we finna crank up (crank up)
ok, ok now we finna crank up (go, go)
okie dokie sp-ceship clear for take off (crank up)
okay, okay now we finna crank up (oh my god)
[verse 1: swae lee]
yeah, swae
dressin’ like we rich, filthy rich, just lit up a spliff
you not smokin’ loud, keep that twig to your motherf-ckin’ self
i’m jumpin’ off the roof with the african vodka
make your baby mama do the macarena, woah
lookin’ in the mirror young n-gga so dope
man 12 came bangin’ at the door, woah
auto park the audi, if i sh-t on you i’m sorry
take your main b-tch in a heart beat
she want me to see her body like my name ozzy
i’ma hit her with the kamikaze
then i’m bout to hit it in my alexander
i don’t know why you n-ggas playin’
when you know them young n-ggas f-ckin’ show up any minute
[chorus: swae lee]
illest n-gga walking with that check up (oh my god)
stash a dirty dancer in that tesla (aye aye aye)
got that gasoline, i’m ’bout to spark up (burn up)
and i see some demons ’bout to pour up (pour up)
ok, now we finna crank up (crank up)
ok, ok now we finna crank up (go, go)
okie dokie sp-ceship clear for take off (crank up)
okay, okay now we finna crank up (oh my god)
[verse 2: slim jimmy]
slim
flexin’ like you rich, filthy rich, but you not legit
take a look around, it ain’t too many real n-ggas left
i’m hotter than whoever or whatever, it don’t matter
if i said it, then i motherf-ckin’ mean it
i’m towerin’ in the clouds lookin’ down at you clowns
i been up here for a motherf-ckin’ minute
drive the ‘rari backwards
i took flexin’ to a whole ‘nother level
get so high, gotta run it by nasa
pockets so fat on my before and after picture
should i send the money sky divin’
franck muller perfect timin’
i don’t know why you n-ggas playin’
when you know them young n-ggas bout to show up any minute
[chorus: swae lee]
illest n-gga walking with that check up (oh my god)
stash a dirty dancer in that tesla (aye aye aye)
got that gasoline, i’m ’bout to spark up (burn up)
and i see some demons ’bout to pour up (pour up)
okay, now we finna crank up (crank up)
ok, ok now we finna crank up (go, go)
okie dokie sp-ceship clear for take off (crank up)
okay, okay now we finna crank up (oh my god)
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