Correction Lyrics Skydiving by Peewee Longway & Cassius Jay

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(Let's go, Mario)
I can get the b*t*h a new Birkin bag
(That boy Ca**ius)

I can buy your girl a new Birkin bag, this as real it gon’ get, stop searching for it
Runtz OG in the turkey bag, she be going geeked, stopped searching for it
I can sing to your girl like country boy, this real as all sh*t, she'll murder for it
Skydiving
Now she on Rocky Mountains, climbing
Now she searching for a diamond (Now she)
Lord knows, she found me
Lord knows, she found me (Oh, Lord knows)

I'ma saddle up, make a b*t*h ride this horse
I’m a fly n***a, walking through a different concourse
Bought the b*t*h a Birkin, fill it up with Indo
This the realest it gon' get, don't gotta search no more
This little big booty b*t*h in thе back of the Ghost
Put the d**k right in the back of hеr throat
I beat the pack out the trap house door
I get the racks like a motherf**kin' GOAT
I spent them racks on my motherf**kin' locs
This the realest it gon' get, don't got to search no more
We said, "Get up", and she be like the merch on the low
Got a big booty freak popping Perc's on the low
Now I hit the Pyrex, make it Taekwondo
Pop mine like a Glock nine, Rondo
Sing to the b*t*h, Quando Rondo
Chill a hundred bags out a trap bando, gone
I can buy your girl a new Birkin bag, this as real it gon’ get, stop searching for it
Runtz OG in the turkey bag, she be going geeked, stopped searching for it
I can sing to your girl like country boy, this real as all sh*t, she’ll murder for it
You know she skydiving
Now she on Rocky Mountains, climbing
Now she searching for a diamond
Lord knows, she found me (Lord knows, she found me)
Lord knows, she found me (Lord knows, she found me)

Switch up her diamonds, this b*t*h come from Remy
I'm popping mines, had the duece-deuce in it
I can make a b*t*h wish, I Dream of Genie
Eat up the nut, make it voila, Houdini
Hundred bands, I can make it stick out my skinnies
Got a b*t*h riding ’round with a stick in the Bentley
Got a b*t*h work at Neiman, no drip in my ending
Got two FNs when I'm drippin' in Fendi
I wear Gucci boots, feeling like a country boy
AK, I'll play that b*t*h like a guitar
Diamonds on my neck, call it Dancing with Stars
Lot of Jettas, ’Vettes, I go bizarre with cars
Left her on boot, I just f**k when it's dark
Says she went blue, she don't f**k with the marks
She searching for diamonds up under the rocks
Ride with the Glock, but we shoot with the mop
I can buy your girl a new Birkin bag, this as real it gon' get, stop searching for it
Runtz OG in the turkey bag, she be going geeked, stopped searching for it
I can sing to your girl like country boy, this real as all sh*t, she'll murder for it
You know she skydiving
Now she on Rocky Mountains, climbing
Now she searching for a diamond
Lord knows, she found me (Lord knows, she found me)
Lord knows, she found me (Oh, Lord knows)

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