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dammit - rarri true lyrics

[intro]
(brr)
true
stop playin’ with me like you ain’t know this sh*t was real

[chorus]
penthouse in the sky, that b*tch romantic
made a half of million off finessin’
your b*tch on my d*ck because i’m handsome
young rich n*gga made a million off of scammin’, d*mn
vvs on my neck, them b*tches dancing (bling)
solitaires in my ear, they hittin’ (huh?), them four karats (bling)
yeah, i know a lot of big finessers in atlanta (atlanta)
bet you didn’t know i got rich as f*ck in alabama
he say that he’s sellin’ birds, n*gga, where your feathers? (brr)
he say that he’s sellin’ nerds, n*gga, where yours pals at? (pals)
he ain’t wanna tell me ’cause i got robbers who’ll ransom (ransom)
they’ll pull up, wipe that baby down without the pamper (pamper)

yeah, i know i’m clean, but i get dirty (get dirty)
just like clean sprite before you pour the syrup (pour the syrup)
and i got some slow n*ggas drinkin’ syrup (drinkin’ syrup)
they’ll slide on your block with that brr*rr*rr (bah)
and you know i call shots, so i ain’t gotta put in work (work)

- rarri true lyrics

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