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Dark Knight Dummo (feat. Trippie Redd)

Travis Scott

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Dark Knight Dummo (feat. Trippie Redd)

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Oh my GodHonorable CNOTEOh my GodYeah, Big 14 know what the fuck goin' onAyeHold upTake a moment, count my guap, count my guapAll these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (hold up)Aye, count my guap, count my guapCannot stop comin' in, comin' inPull up in a drop top, she drop deadI pulled up in a drop top, she drop deadMy diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding handsMy diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding handsYeah, hold upI don't know what planet I'm onI'm a king, lil bitch watch the throneI feel like Bono, I'll chop off your arms(off your arms, yuh)Steady causing havoc, yeahBitch I'm ballin' hard just like a MaverickMoney stretch long lil bitch, like elasticNow that bitch steady calling me Mr Fantastic, yeah, ayyKnow I keep a ratchet (alright)If you play, boy I'll turn your ass to ashes, yeahAutomatic, doo, doo, doo, doo, bitch, I'm blasting yeahOoh, put you in a casket, yeahMoney stretch long, it's elasticI don't know what planet I'm on (I'm on Mars)I'm a king, lil bitch watch the throneI feel like Bono I'll chop off your arms (yuh)Hold upTake a moment, count my guap, count my guap (yeah)All these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in(hold up, it's lit)Ayy, count my guap, count my guap (straight up)Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in (yeah)Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead (alright)I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead (yeah)My diamond's dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands (yeah)My diamond's dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands (yeah)Astroworld's my planet, my home (yeah)Car's too hot, the fumes too strong (yeah, yeah, it's lit)Mixed this cup for way too long (yeah, yeah, alright)Add it up, don't subtract it (yeah, yeah)Pour this eighth with me and let's get blasted (straight up)Lambo drive like a dragon (skrrt, skrrt)Can't fall asleep at night 'cause they attacking, yeahI, hop in the coupe, go insaneI, disappear, go David BlaineWe, don't do the sameI, feed all my bitches the cane (white)I, double cup to drown the pain (drank)Like a octane (gas)I'ma put six in the Lamboand jet to the plane (skrrt, skrrt)Move for this chain with your elbow, I hope you got aimDon't need no more stainsor get hot like my name (La Flame)Yeah, hide out in the trees with the bumblebeesPlease say the name three times, we gon' pop up on youLike I'm Bloody Mary, manHold upTake a moment, count my guap, count my guapAll these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (hold up)Aye, count my guap, count my guapCannot stop comin' in, comin' inPull up in a drop top, she drop deadI pulled up in a drop top, she drop deadMy diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding handsMy diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding handsYeah
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