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lookin' big (sky high) - artla lyrics

lookin’ big (sky high) lyrics
[интро]
b*tch or somethin’
bank account is lookin’ big, big, big, big
now my pockets lookin’ big, big, big, big
ayy, pockets lookin’ big
uh, uh

[припев]
bank account lookin’ big
.40 make you dance like a jig
you in the way, put a hole in your wig
desert eagle on me, b*tch, the bullet hole big
i don’t like revolvers, they only hold six
yeah, i hang with them demons, no 6*6*6
yo’ b*tch swallowing my s*m*n
forgetting the meaning, that’s self*respect
f*ck her face then put it on the internet

[куплет 1]
when i see diamonds, my senses start twinglin’ (young s*x)
young n*gga, twelve phones, all of ’em ringin’
like, “brr brr! h*llo, do you need me?”
like, “brr brr! h*ll no, baby beat it”
so no, i’m not a natural
double cup with that red lean, i’ma sip classy
dior on my feet, i feel classy
you say you love me, do you mean that?
i don’t think so, ’cause you weren’t there when i was down bad
when i was down bad when i was down bad
you weren’t there when i was down bad
[припев]
bank account lookin’ big
.40 make you dance like a jig
you in the way, put a hole in your wig
desert eagle on me, b*tch, the bullet hole big
i don’t like revolvers, they only hold six
yeah, i hang with them demons, no 6*6*6
yo’ b*tch swallowing my s*m*n
forgetting the meaning, that’s self*respect
f*ck her face then put it on the internet

[куплет 2: artla with juice wrld]
double cup with that red lean, i’ma sip classy
dior on my feet, i feel classy
you say you love me, do you mean that?
i don’t think so, ’cause you weren’t there when i was down bad
i don’t think so, b*tch, i know so
money by the boatload
i know why these hoes acting nice
’cause i’m a rich guy (rich guy)
been on my own sh*t, let that sh*t fly
taking trips off of the percs, i be sky high
in the sky sippin’ on red lean like it’s red wine, red wine

[припев: artla with juice wrld]
bank account lookin’ big
.40 make you dance like a jig
you in the way, put a hole in your wig
desert eagle on me, b*tch, the bullet hole big
i don’t like revolvers, they only hold six
yeah, i hang with them demons, no 6*6*6
yo’ b*tch swallowing my s*m*n
forgetting the meaning, that’s self*respect
f*ck her face then put it on the internet

- artla lyrics

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