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30 hrs - skaiwater lyrics

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[part 1]

[intro: skaiwater]
(trapaholic)
load my gun up in this b*tch (wassup)
yeah keep acting like my 30 in this b*tch (wassup)
i got telfar on my belt
yeah she proud of me
i’m him (trapaholic, yeah)
yeah the hood built up my skin
jamaica in my skin, b*tch i’m blacker than my tint
yeah i stand up can’t touch the ground, i gotta keep my boo direct
this ho told me “level up”, girl go ask ‘em what i did (trapaholic)

[bridge: young thug & skaiwater]
ri*ri*riding through the city, windows tinted, ac blast
i got b*tches wanna f*ck me, so, so wrong, do me* (i got)
cash in my pants, i got cash on her ass
ap dance, b*tches glance ’cause my diamonds look like glass (trapaholic)

[outro: skaiwater]
og said “don’t rock with them”
he know i don’t f*ck with n*ggas
he knows that i ride in tint
og said “don’t rock with them”
og always watch my back
he know i can’t vibe with them (trapaholic)
(trapaholic, b*tch)
[part 2]

[intro: kanye west]
i wake up, assessin’ the damages
checkin’ mеdiatakeout
pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a b*tch
but it’s blurry еnough to get the fake out
i wake up, all veggies no eggs
i hit the gym, all chest no legs
yep, then i made myself a smoothie
yeah, then me and wifey make a movie (trapaholic)

[verse: skaiwater & andré 3000]
i’ll drive (i would drive) 30 miles (thirty hours)
it’s an easy drive i*, i need it , i’m yearning your potion
and i’ll die (i’ll die) just to take you out (thirty hours, take you out)
one strike, i’m down i’m*
working, i’m working on bullsh*t
yeah i said [?] i love her life
pick a side (thirty hours), play or die
last time i saw mama cry
b*tch i told her “i put up my life”
“i would do anything to get you out” (thirty hours)
“i would k!ll i would die” (yeah)
“i would flock a thousand miles”

[outro: kanye west & andré 3000]
ninety*
ninety miles like matt barnes just to whoop a n*gga ass
it was my idea and now a* (thirty hours)
now a n*gga mad, now a n*gga, uh
a stunna
whoop him after school just to show i got class
duh*duh*duh*duh*duh*duh*duh*duh duh*duh with you, yeah (thirty hours)
to my family: thank you for holding me down the media be*

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