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ANTHONY BABATUNDE ONALAJA
ANTHONY BABATUNDE ONALAJA
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Come on, let's get it, let's go
Drop a cool two racks on a coat
I'll probably be doin' the most, oh
Ayy, bitch, read my post
With my main right now, but I need my hoe
I got it like Gotti, I'm tryna get big in the yo
It's double O-T and I'm tryna triple my score
Like, ayy, what do you want from me?
Money, bags, and tags, I feel like you jumpin
Me Ayy
It feel like you're holdin' me back
Uh, tryna send my love, you keep on sendin' it back
I-I need Ms. Goodthroat, fuck it, I'm callin' up Ash
Uh, part of the collection, fuck is you mad about that
Uh, twin turbo engines, this shit move too fast
Uh, the foreign off-white, hoe but the coupe matte black
Uh, two best friends and I got them both kissin
Uh, just-just me and my pole, fuck it, a two-man mission
Woo, Dior my body, hoe, but I never been Christian
Uh, yo **** trippin, he broke, he can't pay attention
Me I no dey do again o, olorun, o ti su mi, aje
I no get feelings right now, na money I dey find, you get?
I no dey find love, love go dey okay, na money I dey find, you get
Ayy, bitch, read my post With my main right now, but I need my hoe
Uh, I got it like gotti, I'm tryna get big in the yo
It's double O-T and I'm tryna triple my score
Like, ayy, what do you want from me?
Money, bags, and tags, feel like you jumpin' me
Ayy, it feel like you holdin' me back
Uh, tryna send my love, you keep on sendin' it back
Written by: ANTHONY BABATUNDE ONALAJA
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