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ty wild - high horse كلمات أغنية

yo, i’m back, b_tch, yeah, ay, yeah
it’s the madman of the north back on his high horse
half of you rappers ass, i half_ass it and thrive more
peeped snakes in the grass, have to grab me a lawn mower
since i been getting cheddar and these rats finna lie more
yo, i said: “it’s f_ck love”, catch me macking with side wh0res
just poked and ghosted some b_tch that you’d actually die for
replace her chiropractor, i been cracking her spine more
thought she was yours? slide a dime bag and she mine, dawg
back in divine form _ crossed mе on some crucifixion sh_t
answers for anything, unless you asking what my limit is!
road to succеss is feeling frictionless
i breeze past they dreams fast, all while kicking back and acting ignorant
ain’t giving sh_ts, balling _ this a long game of pickup
i don’t think, i just shoot like winging rock, paper, scissors
y’all faking symptoms, claiming sick till y’all play the victim
angle the piece at a square chest like i played a bishop
b_tch, i hit like rum punches, the nitty gritty to when i’m rhyming
get it popping often like to the ceiling, the pillies piling
fly kid in oversized fits, i feel like billie eilish
i keep it chill and even still, he wyling
money can’t buy happiness? but i got a million problems, bet a milli solve em
stealing thotties _ said i’d quit the calling, but she still be dialing
you g’s imposters, like lasagna, being really silent
strap to the back of they hat like they ain’t find a fitted stylish
said “he really childish” cause he speaking improper
in the streets or the sheets, p_ssies sweet as pina coladas
speeding by cops, give a freak if i’m caught, put d in they daughters
i’ll tear em up like wolverine and barraka, concealing choppers
illest of spitters, pick of the litter, cream of the crop
opps thinking they frogger _ drive_by, believing they dodging
seen em and shot a round deep in they top like drinking ciroc
i’m a self_taught sonner of rappers, ain’t needed a father to teach me sh_t
promised momma, she brought up a decent kid
but skipped class cause they ain’t taught me to not be a piece of sh_t
biggest lie i heard from a thot was: “i’m not finna cheat on him!”
bet she probably just plead the fifth cause he opting to be a b_tch
my pockets is really thick cause i don’t run from my problems
it’s “run ya pockets” when i run up, before you run out of options
said: “life a b_tch” _ aim to the top when you come from the bottom
it ain’t a problem if some money can’t solve it, that’s on god, b_tch

- ty wild

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