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PERFORMING ARTISTS
22gfay
22gfay
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
grayson badere
grayson badere
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
22Diegs
22Diegs
Producer

Lyrics

Aye Aye... Aye Aye... Aye Aye...
I keep sippin' lean I don't cough,
Aye just put a hunnid G's in my coffin, na fr
I can give you the lifestyle you want, want Chanel then you got it,
Yea you the type I break my neck when you walk in,
You feel the pain it ain't the same when I talk it,
And I keep poppin' Percocets now I'm nauseous woah,
This shit aint the same anymore,
Rich **** 100k on the floor, like woah
All I hear Is pape when I mop it,
Young **** havin' pape I'm the topic,
S580 scrape when I gas it, I took my **** out the trenches to a mansion,
Im only going out of state for a backend, the only way that this money escape is if I trash it,
**** if you really having pape go and spend it,
The only reason he don't live like me cause its expensive,
Over pouring all this drank I don't measure, bad habits I spent 20k on expenses,
They was hanging on that block til I spinned it,
YN, diamonds in my teeth fuck a dentist,
Yo **** broke he told you wait til his check hit, really havin' spend yo life savings on a necklace,
I can give you the lifestyle you want, want Chanel then you got it,
Yea you the type I break my neck when you walk in,
You feel the pain it ain't the same when I talk it,
And I keep poppin' Percocets now I'm nauseous woah,
Remember I was broke now 20k on my wrist,
These **** some hoes they act worse than my bitch, we got money for the wars buy a 100 some sticks,
We ain't never going poor day to day get more rich,
I won't never fuck these hoes they slimy they so fishy,
Never trust real is rare these **** be so iffy, and I don't need yo love just tell me that you with me,
Na Fr, If we ain't starve we can't eat together at my table,
Na Fr, If we ain't starve we can't eat together I'm so fed up,
Na Fr, dancing with the devil these thoughts fuckin my head up,
Na Fr... Na Fr
Written by: grayson badere
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