Kurt (REMIX)

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I remember having work
Got that gucci on my shirt
Now your bitch she wanna flirt, yuh yuh
Loosey goosey of a perk
Off the drugs I feel like Kurt
Now she lifting up her skirt
Aye, woah yuh

Aye
I do drugs until it hurt
I was whipping in that vert
Got these bitches seeing demons
Think they need to go to church
She was all up in my DM's she was trying to get that work
I’m like "Okay bitch, lets be friends, I can teach you how to twerk"
Yuh
I be off that (oof) Yeah!
Gurp, yeah
Get up out my wave!
Let me surf, yeah
Geeking like a nerd of a perk, yeah
Nod off at the wheel then I "Skrrrt"

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I'm at thе party
I'm smoking a zip
Aye
I feel so retarded it’s potеnt as shit
Aye, yo
Your bitch, yeah, she started it
Licking my dick
Yeah, ooh
I'm at the party and gang got the stick
Yeah, brrrt
Off-white on me, I ain't talking eggshell
No, ooh
Hating on me, you'll be going to hell
Oh, oops
Bro got the Kangol
He flyer then hell
Oh, ooh
Bro at the spot and he wrapping up bales
Oh, ooh

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I got shit that you ain't seeing
I got shit from that new season
Man I'm starting to feel like Ian
All this fashion all on me
And all these women all on me
And I can tell you there's a reason
And you know that I be geeking
And you know that I be geeking
Ooh
Damn
Ooh man
Got the xans in my pocket and my right hand
Ooh damn
Ooh man
Does she love me for the rolly on my left hand?
Whoa rock steady
Wrist heavy
I'm ready bitch
Don’t test me
Smoking heavy
Bitch I’m heady
Fuck with me like ooh
Damn
I do that shit you can't
Might just take a trip to Paris
Take a trip to france
I’m like "Ooh!"
Yeah
Yeah I think I think I'll do it
Everybody know me
Yeah they know I'm going through it, yeah

Oh my gosh
Oh my gosh
I'm the boss
Oh my gosh
Hit it raw
From the back
From the back, shawty throw it back
Smoking gas
Smoking thraxx
Like a heart attack

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I could never be another one of you
Look at all the money I be running through
I be living life like I’m bulletproof
And the fucking thing on the thing go "Brr doot doo"
Ooh yeah
She want me to care
You a stupid bitch
I don't even fucking care
Yeah, Ooh yeah
Money in the air
Kush smoke
Kush smoke
Blow it in the air
Yeah, damn
Yeah
I ain't take the stairs
In the uber with the pills in the moncler
Yeah I had to fuck your bitch on a double dare
God damn, yeah
That bitch made me pull her hair

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