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on go - slakr lyrics

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[chorus]
yeah, uh (ski)
ride jet ski, it bout to flip
she turning up, molly on her lips huh (hey, hey)
on the outside, you cannot come in (woo)
cross ’em up, all net, not hit the rim
she wan’ f*ck, why i got the tint huh (shi)
bad b*tch, she up on the pole, you try me they upping they pole
huh, not even worried bout nun, you know i’ve been here on my own (lil b*tch)
stay on that side, ain’t breaking bread with no rat
huh i’m coming to triple my bag, you try me i’m stabbing yo back (shi)

[verse 1]
m*move out the way, the truck gon’ flip
yo b*tch gon’ choose, yo b*tch switch (they gon’ switch)
big knots, pockets, bread huh
cup in hand, it’s red
calling next, boot thеy ass outta the court
yeah cullinan truck, ion show no remorsе (ha, ha)
feining for it, i got her on all fours
feining for it, my d*ck all on her pores ha
it’s a good day to me man you seeing the view
yeah the dolphin doing some flips looking like some my money could do
cubans on cubans like huh
cubans on cubans, i’m turnt yeah
laced up, i’m ready to go, woah (ooh*ooh*ah)
balenciaga laced up, i’m on go huh
bad lil vibe on go
telling her money is not a issue (shew)
you b*tching, i grab you a tissue (woah)
told this hoe that you can’t be saved (yeah)
champagne, let’s do a parade aye
i’m moving all over the place (yeah)
h*h*hold on tight, i’m whipping the wraith aye
oh*woah*oh
tell me what you need (need)
oh i got bands on these bands on my sleeve
no don’t hold out on me (what the f*ck)
went and got the gle and the amg and it go top speed (skrr)
givenchy, givanchy, i don’t give a f*ck that sh*t is still on me
shawty keep it moving, she got mileage
with the f*cking wraith, i cannot do no silence (ha)
i can’t even move with all these chains like (ha)
i’m not that funny, she just want sum (ha)
[chorus]
yeah, uh (ski)
ride jet ski, it bout to flip
she turning up, molly on her lips huh (hey, hey)
on the outside, you cannot come in (woo)
cross ’em up, all net, not hit the rim
she wan’ f*ck, why i got the tint huh (shi)
bad b*tch, she up on the pole, you try me they upping they pole
huh, not even worried bout nun, you know i’ve been here on my own (lil b*tch)
stay on that side, ain’t breaking bread with no rat
huh i’m coming to triple my bag, you try me i’m stabbing yo back (shi)

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