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idk - yung tory lyrics

[chorus: yung tory]
i mix the gucci with louis
i get so high like i’m [?]
she keep on asking me questions, shorty she think that she knew me
don’t ask me no questions, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know

[verse 1: yung tory]
i don’t know
i smoke dope
i just got the toppy, from your ho
shorty suck me sloppy, call me joe
hit the plug, b*tch, take off, ufo
i’m in the club, on the sofas with my bros
i’m a star, back up b*tch, you too close
no n*gga i don’t want your b*tch, your b*tch broke
in the party while the b*tches sniffing coke
i want a diva, smoking reefer
said that she hungry, i feed her p*n*s
they cannot see me, i feel like cena
i’m with a foreign, she say she a libra
say that she love me, she love my ego
tory i hit it, and then i leave her
say i’m a dog, say i’m evil
no, i do not f*ck with people
your b*tch, she a ho, i hit once [?]
she calling my phone, i just hit decline, ayy
wake up, roll up, get drunk, i pour up
i mix henny with my soda, i be in sp*ce like i’m yoda
[chorus: yung tory]
i mix the gucci with louis
i get so high like i’m [?]
she keep on asking me questions, shorty she think that she knew me
don’t ask me no questions, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know

[verse 2: coca vango]
i do the louis with gucci
i do the ysl with chanel
i be f*cking on a n*gga main b*tch
she said that you p*ssy, n*gga, yeah, you frail
i do [?]
every time they locked me up, i made bail
i’m so hot in this b*tch they can pay me to [?]
i cannot hit a l!ck with your boy, he gon’ tell
foreign lil’ coupe with a foreign lil’ b*tch
n*gga talk sh*t and hop out with the stick
young n*gga, i put that kush in the air
that sh*t that you roll up, [?]
they be like “when you gon’ sign?” i don’t know yet
already got me a chain and a rolex
and no, i’m not signing for that, 100k sit in the back
if i want it, i can blow it
get the f*ck on with that fake sh*t
my louis from [?] my gucci from [?]
it gotta be act’ if i’m ever gon’ sip
the perc that i pop, got that itch in my hip
your b*tch suck my d*ck like an itch on her lip
she love billy coca, pull up, let it rip
i’m over the head with the sh*t like a blimp
put them tats on my face and go get me an m
you flippin’ them burgers, lil’ boy, you a worker
you get slapped with the fire in the back of the [?]
you think i forgot ’bout that sh*t?
[?] that n*gga [?]
juug rich, i invented this sh*t
take this sh*t out my hands, ’cause i’m feeling this sh*t
[?] put that sh*t in my face
vvs diamonds, i can see why they hate
i got racks on my plate
[chorus: yung tory]
i mix the gucci with louis
i get so high like i’m [?]
she keep on asking me questions, shorty she think that she knew me
don’t ask me no questions, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know

- yung tory lyrics

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