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palm angels - duffy (otm) lyrics

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[intro]
ayy
if you really mad at— ayy, b*tch

[chorus]
listen
if you don’t understand, then pay attention
n*gga, if you really mad at otm, then deal with it
i do not just rap about it, boy, this really how i’m livin’
slapper on me, i do not go back and forth with n*ggas
we young, rich, and winnin, this lifestyle expensive
she broke, i’m done with her, she got dough, then we can kick it
big drippin’, mixed the palm angels with the christians
i be with the k!llers, burglars, and dope dealers
maison margielas with the one*of*one denim
b.b. simon with the skinnies, still could fit my pole in it
take a bad b*tch to mastro’s for that steak dinner
gang with me in vip, we with the lakers mud sippin’

[verse]
ballin’ like lebron, smokin’ ‘woods and crypto
take his watch and hit the jeweler, let’s see what this hit for
we got mini dracos, long live my big bro
all blues in my loaf, pockets bangin’ 6*o
get loaf ’cause we on go, we with all the gunsmoke
get up in a n*gga crib for that safe, i’m tiptoein’
mr. plead the fifth, though, these n*ggas gettin’ sh*tted on
we in the city havin’ shows, your b*tch in the front row
big loaf, you got a lil’ dinner roll, it’s a difference
he wanna be the hardest, sh*t, i’d rather be the richest
my ben franks crispy, i don’t got no time for chili
please don’t call me twin if you ain’t spinnin’ when i’m spinnin’
[chorus]
listen
if you don’t understand, then pay attention
n*gga, if you really mad at otm, then deal with it
i do not just rap about it, boy, this really how i’m livin’
slapper on me, i do not go back and forth with n*ggas
we young, rich, and winnin, this lifestyle expensive
she broke, i’m done with her, she got dough, then we can kick it
big drippin’ mixed the palm angels with the christians
i be with the k!llers, burglars, and dope dealers
sh*t
hey (yeah)
maison margielas with the one*of*one denim, ayy, look, b*tch
b.b. simon with the skinnies, still could fit my pole in it, ayy, yeah, n*gga
gang with me in vip, we with the lakers mud sippin’ (sh*t, b*tch)
big drippin’, mixed the palm angels with the christians, sh*t
got the slap on me, n*gga

[outro]
yeah, n*gga, you know what the f*ck goin’ on
ugh
keep the truth alive
the real way
rami got me icy, haha
eat that
ugh
ight, come on

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