BILLIE EILISH. (Mixed)

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[Chorus] ****, I'm stylish **** tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds **** talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent Mile high, run that **** back, ****, I'm stylish **** tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds **** talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent Mile high, **** a first-class, I'm the pilot [Verse] Put it in perspective ****, I got everything I wanted and some extra I am not the type for turning into a detective Got two of my own phones, barely even check 'em Uber Eats the food, I don't call, I just text it Cashed out on bail, my lil' **** got arrested Flexed out my Lexus, no backseats and no besties I checked it, no guest list, so don't text me Ayy, two pistols, thirties in the clip, these akimbos Open hand, smack him in his mitt, ****, I'm Kimbo You be throwing cash in the strip My lil' **** suckin' **** for the free I got a ****, but a **** ain't got me I know she trip when I dip, so I creep These **** pillow talkin' 'bout me like I'm sleep But she ain't know this Gen3 was in my **** tee [Bridge] ****, I'm stylish Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish Propped up, **** it from the back on an island Heard they talkin' crazy 'bout my name, now it's silent Mile high, run that **** back— [Chorus: Armani White & Bad Bunny] ****, I'm stylish **** tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds **** talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent Mile high, run that **** back, ****, I'm stylish **** tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) **** talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent (Ayy) Mile high, **** a first-class, I'm the pilot (En la) Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) **** talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent (Ayy) Mile high, **** a first-class, I'm the pilot [Outro: Bad Bunny & Chencho Corleone] Ella sabe que está buenota y no la presumen Si yo fuera tu gato, subiera una foto los vierne' y los lune' (So)
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