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high end - tyla yaweh lyrics

[chorus: tyla yaweh]
i’m the king, don’t need no chess
all these drugs in my body, i’m numb
i can’t feel my face (yeah)
monday, i pull out the lamb’ truck
friday i pull out the wraith, yeah
flooded my wrist with some water, uh
all these diamonds gone f*ck up the face (phew, yeah)
all of my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne
all my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne (skrr)

[verse 1: tyla yaweh]
step out, i’m fly as a motherf*cker
when i walk in and they know it’s some money (skrr)
all my diamonds they [?] more than his
please, don’t act funny
12 pinky rings just like chandeliers
bought a [?], but don’t bring no cameras here
pose, cheese, catch these angles (skrr)
gotta make a case straight off a [?]
everything i do is exquisite (exquisite)
she got a man, but deep down wanna kick it
cuban link ‘bout the size of a midget
that ain’t a rollie, your time isn’t tickin’
30 thousand i spend on a light deck* (light)
and not just a light deck (woah)
once a wednesday we jump on a flight deck
diamonds real ‘cause they came on a ice tray (ice)
[chorus: tyla yaweh]
i’m the king, don’t need no chess
all these drugs in my body, i’m numb
i can’t feel my face (yeah)
monday, i pull out the lamb’ truck
friday i pull out the wraith, yeah
flooded my wrist with some water, uh
all these diamonds gone f*ck up the face (phew, yeah)
all of my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne
all my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne (skrr)

[verse 2: sosmula]
uh, all of my b*tches be silicon thots (sleezy)
j*panese denim with the vivian stuff (splash)
can’t stop with the wock, i spilt the whole cup (work)
stop, you a thot, can’t feel no sl*t (f*ck outta here)
can’t sit in my car (no no), b*tch, i’ma stall (sleezy)
n*ggas’ll die about this audemar (doo*doo*doo*doo)
christian dior (splash), [?] são paulo (splash)
my lil b*tch got that stick in her bra (doo*doo*doo*doo)
you ain’t got vv diamonds (no no)
those is b.b. simons (f*ck outta here)
yeah, you see me shinin’ (sleezy)
if i gotta go, we dyin’ (doo*doo*doo*doo)
[chorus: tyla yaweh]
i’m the king, don’t need no chess
all these drugs in my body, i’m numb
i can’t feel my face (yeah)
monday, i pull out the lamb’ truck
friday i pull out the wraith, yeah
flooded my wrist with some water, uh
all these diamonds gone f*ck up the face (phew, yeah)
all of my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne
all my b*tches, they high end
look at my fashion, it’s high end
if that b*tch do her part, i might give her a coupe
she pushin’ that benz like a cayenne (skrr)

- tyla yaweh lyrics

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