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7 am in munich - luh tyler lyrics

[intro: luh tyler]
yeah, n*gga
ayy, ayy
phew, phew
skii
gang, gang
yeah

[verse 1: luh tyler]
i ain’t tryna do a thing but keep on runnin’ it up
i see they got a couple bucks, they still ain’t f*ckin’ with us
even the fans are switchin’ up, i can’t give no one my trust
i told that b*tch she for the streets, so i can’t put her in cuffs
she see these diamonds and the cheese, i bet she lettin’ me crush
stop all that beefin’ ’bout the cheese, you n*ggas be doin’ too much
mix the grabba with the weed, n*gga, i ain’t smokin’ no dutch
i’m tryna smoke the pain away, i just been rollin’ it up
did this sh*t all by myself, no, i don’t owe these n*ggas nothin’
we already know how this sh*t get, that’s why bro rollin’ with his gun
man, i been countin’ up all these blues, this sh*t been f*ckin’ with my thumb
you’d think my n*ggas was in a band how they bе poppin’ out with drums

[chorus: kodak black]
ain’t nothin’ like them lame n*ggas who bе going through your stuff
b*tch, i ain’t gon’ trip, it’s all the same, bae, if you don’t let me f*ck
i ain’t bring the sh*t in this cave ain’t for nothin’, i’ma dump
just waitin’ on a n*gga to say my name, he gettin’ flushed
i feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
i don’t remember being sober like i don’t think ’bout my organs
you already know i snuck the dope in, got the wock’ way in poland
ain’t gon’ fake it ’til you make it, they gon’ hate ’cause you chosen
[verse 2: luh tyler]
uh, i told my n*gga to stack them bands and i’ma stack ’em up with you
i told lil’ yak, “you gotta keep puttin’ on for all the young n*ggas”
how the f*ck my diamonds flashin’? i ain’t takin’ no picture
my n*ggas been about that action, the way they ride with them pistols
if she ain’t tryna let me f*ck, i just might try it with her sister
they say i should’ve been a ref’, i swear the kid so official
do my thing real quick, then cut her off, i bet she gon’ miss me
off that drink, i got her out her drawers, think she a lil’ tipsy
got a pocket full of blues on me, them b*tches so crispy
yeah, n*gga, i swear i ain’t been broke in a minute
i’m from florida where we wear cubans and take trips to the dentist
i turned into a boss, can’t take a loss ’cause i’m winning

[chorus: kodak black]
ain’t nothin’ like them lame n*ggas who be going through your stuff
b*tch, i ain’t gon’ trip, it’s all the same, bae, if you don’t let me f*ck
i ain’t bring the sh*t in this cave ain’t for nothin’, i’ma dump
just waitin’ on a n*gga to say my name, he gettin’ flushed
i feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
i don’t remember being sober like i don’t think ’bout my organs
you already know i snuck the dope in, got the wock’ way in poland
ain’t gon’ fake it ’til you make it, they gon’ hate ’cause you chosen

[verse 3: kodak black & luh tyler]
you get that skrilla, n*gga, don’t blow it, these hoes be goin’ already
told luh tyler, “lil’ dog, you gotta stack your money like perry”
you better be standin’ on your sh*t when them accounts timed out
and i don’t give a f*ck, you better not ever tell a b*tch what you got
and i don’t give a f*ck, you better not ever show your left with your right
and i don’t give a f*ck, you better not ever let ’em play with you twice
[outro: luh tyler]
n*gga
yeah, ayy
phew, skii

- luh tyler lyrics

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