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Cook that shit up Quay I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way I stay out the way Free all my dogs so they get out the cage I'm having my way Running through hundreds and millions a day They know not to play Yeah I'm the one you can see on my face A mil in my safe Everywhere I go I'm keepin' the K I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way We just be balling like Odell I got your hoe on my coat tail She in her feeling but oh well We got 'em pants from wholesale Running through thots in the hotel I give her couple a hunnid, her totin' it Only time I'm on crowded boats yeah They can't kick back and say there ain't nos mell I was sitting in jail with no bail I was sitting in prison getting no mail My nigga switching up on me but I don't care They got jack shit I know that he won't tell ZO6 Vette, ridin' the fast lane, hookin' on real I'm on that red Pourin' it up with much disrespect Forgiatos on my cars now I been fuckin' round with the stars now 5 stars for my lineup Give these nigga a chance but they time us Switch the hustle, I did get the grind up In the spot hundred dollars the lineup Only big homie niggas can line us Stickin' dick in this bitch 'cause she fine as fuck I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way I stay out the way Free all my dogs so they get out the cage I'm having my way Running through hundreds and millions a day They know not to play Yeah I'm the one you can see on my face A mil in my safe Everywhere I go I keep me a K I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way I can't stop the money keep calling VVS on my collar Caught a body trying to dead The way she suckin' she a head thot Diggin' in I got her legs locked Super trendy got Chanel stockings I ain't never had to fantasize What you say we come and change the climate? Rode with twenty thousand one out of Onyx I swear the ring, the chain, watch, I be on it I got shooters in the trunk right behind me I got spots like a cheetah won't find me Young Gunna fell in love with these diamonds Fashion God only rocking the finest I done told you the crew almighty It's overtime I just gotta remind you If you my dog I gotta ride with you I got you dog on whatever the issue Free my dogs out of prison I miss you Fuck the laws and whoever against you Know the plug I don't go through the middle Showing love it could all be so simple I'm a giant remember I used to be little Getting paid, I don't need no credentials I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way I stay out the way Free all my dogs 'til they get out the cage I'm having my way Running through hundreds and millions a day They know not to play Yeah I'm the one you can see on my face A mil in my safe Everywhere I got I', keeping a K I'm getting paid Cartier glasses they sit on my face I ain't throwin shade I'm getting money, I ain't in the way
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Christopher N'quay Rosser, Dominique Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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