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garden - nine seven pta lyrics

[intro: nine seven pta]
courtside got you pent up in shame
david bowie now i’m dancing to fame
audemar on my wrist for a change
i’m in the garden with the grapes

[chorus: yung celo & nine seven pta]
f*ck all the b*tches that’s dubbing me
know you’re not getting in front of me
i make a move with 100 beans
but i just show love if you lovin’ me
baby you trippin’ you buggin’ me
i just be sippin the henny p
i sip a cup with another bean
because you can’t keep up my company

[nine seven pta]
my b*tch is my muse, word to bellamy
i feel like nicki all you b*tches is sons
take it as you will i know you a dunce
how long you taking for the track?
it’s been months
run the track, i’m in the field like a monk
jug of the henny, i’m not even drunk
grand theft auto now i’m sipping on sp*nk
i let my sh*t stank like a skunk
[yung celo]
pull up i’m f*cking your b*tch i’m a stunt
i’m with young woz and he smoking on runtz
came up with none now my dollar a bunch
bro got a gun and he eat it for lunch
mejia gone chop with the benz though
i left that b*tch in the friendzone
i do this sh*t for my kinfolk
and no, we not letting that sh*t go

[nine seven pta]
i treat the house like a mansion
i run it like managers
sick of ya, vanish uh
i said i need pamela
maybe i’m just too demanding
i’m gifted like santa, whoa
i need a zendaya
tell jacob i’m playin
but if it happens
i’m just sayin, wassup?
keep it chivalrous when i’m with my junts
moci$$e, tell ‘em what it is
what it does?

[moci$$e]
i got the tommy
yeah b*tch you can find me
i keep it hot
got the sauce like wasabi
your b*tch give me neck
yeah that sh*t was so sloppy
b*tch we outside
yeah that’s on ligh
pull up on you
is you ready to die?
moci$$e b*tch i do this
heart cold yeah
____ i’m ruthless
shot to his brain
yeah that boy he clueless
spin his block
pop out if he foolish
stupid!
cuz we keep it g like gucci
beat up his brains like a hoopty
garden of angels protecting me
smoking this gas and i had an epiphany
smoking this gas, yeah i had an epiphany
smoking this gas and i had an epiphany
[chorus: yung celo & nine seven pta]
f*ck all the b*tches that’s dubbing me
know you’re not getting in front of me
i make a move with 100 beans
but i just show love if you lovin’ me
baby you trippin’ you buggin’ me
i just be sippin the henny p
i sip a cup with another bean
because you can’t keep up my company

- nine seven pta lyrics

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