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not like me - harvard & 3quinox lyrics

[intro: harvard]
genkai wo koeru
hazard, you
don’t lie to me
(yeah)
(woah)
(woah, woah)
(yuh)

[chorus: harvard]
he don’t got it like me (he don’t got it)
i got them racks in my jeans
i know that boy, he a fiend (oh, yuh)
my n*ggas servin’ that lean
keep some ties, like i’m keem (skrrt)
i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat (i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat)
yeah she do it, for the celine
my whip push*start, got no keys
he don’t got it like me (he don’t got it)
i got them racks in my jeans
i know that boy, he a fiend (oh, yuh)
my n*ggas servin’ that lean
keep some ties, likе i’m keem (skrrt)
i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat (i’m with thе gang, we gon’ eat)
yeah she do it, for the celine
my whip push*start, got no keys

[verse: harvard & 3quinox]
yeah, she off of that bean
most of these n*ggas, they lame, they not in my league (yuh)
i’m makin’ ’bout three (woah)
three mil’ in a week (three mil’ in a week)
yeah, she bad, but i want three (three)
three b*tches, they freaks (they freaks)
i’m too high, can’t see
lv frames, they got it for me (yuh)

[verse: 3quinox]
they got it from me (from me)
they got the packs from me (uh huh)
got yo’ b*tch booted off a bean
i never knew she was a fiend
tryna get a sip of my lean
i told that lil’ b*tch get off of me (of me)
if you ain’t gon’ talk about money, then you got no reason to talk to me (nah, nah)
and yo’ b*tch got blocked ’cause she couldn’t stop stalkin’ me
i copped two cribs at the same time, just like monopoly
throwin’ up gang signs, that sh*t ain’t stopping me (bye)
and you know i stay in a small clique
talkin’ tough on the ‘gram, get yo’ top hit (buh)
and yo’ money shorter than the hobbit
.762 hit yo’ brain its gon’ pop it
[chorus: harvard]
he don’t got it like me (he don’t got it)
i got them racks in my jeans
i know that boy, he a fiend (oh, yuh)
my n*ggas servin’ that lean
keep some ties, like i’m keem (skrrt)
i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat (i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat)
yeah she do it, for the celine
my whip push*start, got no keys
he don’t got it like me (he don’t got it)
i got them racks in my jeans
i know that boy, he a fiend (oh, yuh)
my n*ggas servin’ that lean
keep some ties, like i’m keem (skrrt)
i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat (i’m with the gang, we gon’ eat)
yeah she do it, for the celine
my whip push*start, got no keys

- harvard 3quinox lyrics

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