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flights to la - dani kiyoko lyrics

[intro: dani kiyoko]
swag, huh
slatt, skrrt
yeah, huh
yeah, huh, huh

[chorus: dani kiyoko]
i’m in that back, yeah, i’m smokin that fire (smokin’)
off of that x, now i’m gettin real higher (skrrt)
shawty so fine, know her body so fire (yeah)
i’m with lil’ sk8, finna roll like a tire (uh*huh)
workin’ real hard, so my body real tired (pfft)
makin these trash ass n*ggas retire (oh yeah)
feel like laflame, lil’ b*tch, i’m on fire (oh yeah)
eatin’ real good like i’m cookinwitkya, uh
i need a designer bae (yeah)
trap, flyin’ to la (brrt)
i’m fingerin’, i’m f*ckin her p*ssy
i’m counting some blues like it’s belly, i told her i’m ready (skrrt)
yeah, i pop like confetti
i’m cuttin through lanes like machete, these n*ggas not ready (yeah)
yeah, i’m up on the road again
heard she finna pour me a four again (pfft)
shout out my plug, he from oregon (yeah)
she a lil’ thot, so her p*ssy on tour again
f*ck all these n*ggas that think that i’m owin’ ’em (slatt)
like a lil’ whip, lil’ b*tch, i be towin’ ’em (skrrt)
lil’ ho wanna take a lil’ photo (yeah)
yeah, b*tch i be driving that four*door (yeah)
hop on that track, spittin’ flame like komodo (yeah)
doin’ some sh*t that these n*ggas don’t know though
[verse: kura]
(slatt, what?)
it’s somethin’ that they don’t know (what? what?)
i*i done seen sh*t in real life, that’s what they don’t know though (what? huh? let’s go)
i ain’t takin’ no photos (what? what?)
m*m*model b*tch stuck in a pose, oh (what? let’s go)
if you in this party, get back (what? what?)
rob his ass, he ain’t get sh*t back (what?)
bullets spreadin’ out, watch it (baow, glah, glah), watch
this song got me out my socks (slatt)
way she l!ckin’ on the c*ck (slatt)
before you get swiss cheesed on the floor, huh, b*tch, run it back (woo)
we done made the spot hot (b*tch)
get you out ya tiktok (b*tch)
sippin’ on other sh*t, i ain’t got the act’, gave away the tris (yeah)
i’m in north carolina, hoppin’ on stage, shout out bryson (yeah)
i’ve been off a perc’, baby, .762 to his rib (baow)
boy, you better up the score ’cause your gang p*ssy, that’s just what you give (baow, ah, ah)

- dani kiyoko lyrics

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