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hit the deck - y.l.a (yourlocalasian) lyrics

(y.l.a sync up)

[verse 1]
catching a case, like we in court
grab an extension cord, cause you know life is short (ooh, ooh)
sure i ain’t make this time (uh, uh)
but no mission abort (ay, ay)
see i’ma go get mine, go ahead and get yours (let’s go)

popping bottles of that rosé
pulling b*tches with no clothes aye
hit em up if he knows me
talking sh*t, they don’t show, wait

always on my grind, work from 9 to 9
speak in double time, write another line
never did a crime, never dropped a dime
got conflicting minds, fight it anytime, d*mn

throwing round chairs and a fit (like d*mn)
could i be anymore obvious? (uh uh)
know this won’t get any views (f*ck that)
not even my homies my audience (ay, ay)
but i’m on the mic, i’m scheming now, i’m starting to think that they on us
talk ’bout the beat, i already demolished it
i’m just waiting on y’all to acknowledge it, d*mn
[hook]
this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
look around with the crew, see em, left, right
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
look around with the crew, see em, left, right
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck

[verse 2]
i run the ball up and i weave
i got a few tricks up my sleeve
i date a chick, then i go block her
man those conversations, boy i press delete

they asking me what the f*ck i’m gonna do
i said definitely not hitting repeat
cause if i go in and waste my own time again
better off just to go beat my own meat

now i admit that i don’t have a hard life, i was raised in the suburbs, not raised in the streets
but half of y’all faker than a kid’s halloween ghost costume that was made from bed sheets
you don’t gotta thank me, but b*tch you can pay, only accept cash and here’s your receipt
you can knock me down, photocopy now, but i will never ever accept defeat, godd*mn
[hook]
this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
look around with the crew, see em, left, right
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
look around with the crew, see em, left, right
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck

[bridge]
this that yellow sh*t, that k*pop, that jay park*type flow
going too fast, with that blueshift, them red lights mean go
all i knows that i floor the gas, forget taking sh*t slow
cause when you hand me the mic, like b*tch you already know, i made another one

[hook]
this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie (with a necktie)
look around with the crew, see em, left, right (i see them left, right)
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right (now where’s the check, right)
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

this ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie (with a necktie)
look around with the crew, see em, left, right (left, right)
eat em up, b*tch we through, where’s the check, right (right?)
make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

- y l a yourlocalasian lyrics

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