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get off me - domm999 lyrics

[intro: kid cudi]
b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me
b*tch, get off me, uh
hey, b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me

[verse 1: kid cudi]
feelin’ it, set, we go (uh, uh), too bossy (aye)
bet a n*gga cooler than the motherf*ckers talkin’ (uh), too flossy (aye)
tell them we ain’t trippin’ ’bout them ho n*ggas leavin’ the team, it’s a party in the loft (be out)
keep the money on flow, and i’m getting what i need, it’s a car with a collar on
b*tch get off me (aye)
that sh*t off me (got it)
livin’ when i’m zooted so often (ah)
this sh*t lit, get off mе (aight, aight)
in fact, i ain’t even worried, got no troublеs, do you hear ’em?
look at the stars, no cap, once you hit ’em
i’m gon’ give ’em what i bleed for the fam’, yeah, hit ’em

[chorus: kid cudi]
ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
rollin’ rock, too much fresher than y’all, hit me
b*tch, get off me
b*tch, get off
b*tch, ish, off me (yeah)
b*tch, ish, get off me, off
[post*chorus: kid cudi]
b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me
b*tch, get off me, uh
hey, b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me, uh
b*tch, get off me

[verse 2: travis scott]
yeah, okay, tints is off, okay (ah)
top is off, okay (ah)
knock it off, okay (yeah)
not talkin’ tough when i say, i hit exhaust, decay
green like moss, diamonds hit like voss, okay (yeah)
she know all the lay of the land, she know how i kick (ayy)
she know how i’m gettin’ my piece
she still don’t know ’bout the treats, i keep it, i keep (keep)
to find it like hide*and*go*seek
she go out and find me a fee, like sasha, she find me a fee (keep it)
i keep her right out of the streets and put her right out in the trees, yeah (yeah)

[verse 3: kid cudi & travis scott]
n*gga (yeah), we all over (huh)
tell your friends we merc arenas
d*mn, this sh*t so easy
tell the world too mega (yeah, yeah)
phenoms, too big for arenas (woo)
in my backyard, build a boardwalk like kema
get hot like a steamer
way you shakin’ that ass, should be shaking them demons
en route
bet they wanna come catch me (uh), come quick, seize (eh)
saw a n*gga tapping on a cloud (yeah)
but i’m just smokin’ weed, give ’em my high screams
shawty be feelin’ my style, grippin’ my jeans
fingernails runnin’ through my seams
she get high, see dreams, see same thing, guess we twins, mami

- domm999 lyrics

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