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Luh Tyler
Luh Tyler
Stimme und Gesang
Rob49
Rob49
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Allassne Tope
Allassne Tope
Songwriter:in
Robert Coleman Thomas
Robert Coleman Thomas
Songwriter:in
Tyler Meeks
Tyler Meeks
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
LANDR
LANDR
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Mischtechniker:in
614ASE
614ASE
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Lyrics

[Intro]
Baby, give me some cash
Yeah, gang, gang, Skii
Skii, Skii, Skii, Skii, yeah, aye
[Chorus]
New year, same me, it ain't shit changed
Still could give two fucks 'bout what a bitch think
Diamonds wet, got my chain out the fish tank
About my check, we got pape over this way
That mean over this way, bitch, we get paid
I just gave ya bitch a shot, got her tipsy
Ex bitch hit my phone like, "I miss bae"
Change the weather in the club, make that shit rain
Gave the bitch a A+, she got good brain
Brodie got the blick tucked, he got good aim
Standin' on that biz, bruh, we play no games
Put some ice on my wrist, now I'm froze, gang
[Verse 1]
Big bag, it ain't nothing like the old days
Got a bitch with a bitch, she go both ways
I ain't at the barbershop, but I'm so faded
Cut her off and hit her friend, make her go crazy
When I'm with my freak bitch, give her throat babies
Ya boyfriend ain't rich, that **** broke, baby
Shawty wanna fuck my dawg 'cause his bro famous
Put the money over hoes, that's a no-brainer
Lotta chicken over here, we like Bojangles
Ball on 'em, cross 'em over, he got no ankles
Left her **** 'cause he broke shit, I don't blame her
Got his fire at the show, hope bro don't flame 'em
All this ice on me, I can make a snow angel
Feelin' low, I get high, now I'm okay
Going broke, hell nah, ****, no way
Shawty wetter than a bitch, she a whole sink
Carrots in my mouth, pocket full of cabbage
Big bag on me, I ain't living average
If she a bad bitch, she get the Addy
Countin' up, still stuntin' like my daddy
Tell 'em free my **** Wizz, bitch, I'm havin'
Fuck designer, I'on care about no fashion
Brodie geeked up, swervin' in some fast shit
My new bitch always badder than my last bitch
[Verse 2]
My new bitch cute, look way better than my last bitch
And we call the Zaza Mr. Sticky, Wizz havin'
When you catch Big 4ski, catch me swervin' in a fast whip
I done fucked the baddest of the hoes before this rap shit
I put up two, yeah, for a rainy day
I been takin' pills every day to ease the fuckin' pain away
**** fuckin' they brudda hoes, ****, you a fuckin' snake
Sell more white than KKK, got the project boomin' every day
**** throw some' 'bout them hoes and I cannot relate
Soakin' up my game, then tell these hoes these **** actin' gay
I ain't pushin' P for fake, I put it in they face
Fuckin' on hoes I know I shouldn't be fuckin', still love me to this day
I'on care if dude go rest in peace or rest in piss
Long as homie restin', I'm just straight on how it is
At the same time broski poppin' blicks, I'm poppin' shit
At the same time I be makin' hits, he sendin' hits
[Chorus]
New year, same me, it ain't shit changed
Still could give two fucks 'bout what a bitch think
Diamonds wet, got my chain out the fish tank
About my check, we got pape over this way
That mean over this way, bitch, we get paid
I just gave ya bitch a shot, got her tipsy
Ex bitch hit my phone like, "I miss bae"
Change the weather in the club, make that shit rain
Gave the bitch a A+, she got good brain
Brodie got the blick tucked, he got good aim
Standing on that biz, bruh, we play no games
Put some ice on my wrist, now I'm froze, gang
[Outro]
Yeah, put some ice on my wrist, now I'm froze, gang
Skii
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