| Hey
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| Come over yeah
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| I wanna yeah
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| Don’t want no yeah
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| I want it yeah
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| I need it yeah
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| I see you yeah
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| I need it yeah
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| Told me come over, highkey I wanna
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| I need the karma, out till the morning
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| Told me come over, highkey I wanna
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| I need the karma, out till the morning
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| I don’t subscribe to he-say, she-say
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| I don’t unwind unless my briefcase
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| Full of them hot ones, at least three sweepstakes
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| Think you forgot one, your hands too greasy
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| Don’t drop it, yeah yeah
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| I won’t stop it, yeah yeah
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| Empty pockets, yeah yeah
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| You a empty socket like shit
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| My plug in the hand, I locked it, tight grip
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| I ain’t got no plans to lock, I’m not rich
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| They ain’t talking bout this
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| It’s okay, I like trips
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| Glossier for my chick
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| Courvoisier, I’m type piss, shit
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| I can’t come to my senses, all this ego expensive
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| I got a bit relentless with chances
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| And I go tenfold, and I’m ten toes
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| Still tryna keep my tempo, passing round benzos
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| How could I keep my hands closed?
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| Where did my friends go?
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| You can’t ever get too hot to lose shit
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| I was stupid till I went through shit
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| Now my two cents too much to chew
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| In the booth on bluetooth, too much to do
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| ‘Imma do what I do, too comfortable
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| I done blew, my IQ shoot through the roof
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| This a view I like way too much to lose, dude, yeah
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| Told me come over, highkey I wanna
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| I need the karma, out till the morning
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| Told me come over, highkey I wanna
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic
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| I need the karma, out till the morning
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| I don’t want no drama, oxymoronic |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Highkey , by - Angelo Mota. Song from the album My Art Is Bad, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп