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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deno
Deno
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deno Mebrahitu
Deno Mebrahitu
Composer
Uche Ebele
Uche Ebele
Composer
Obi Ebele
Obi Ebele
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da Beatfreakz
Da Beatfreakz
Producer

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All the money rolling in, you know it be coming Every single girl in the city, they be coming All my niggas blowing heat, looking like a oven, like a oven, yeah Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat I might go to Prada for the hell of it Made a couple bands so you know we levelling Pull up to a couple stores, never settling Bro don't want the girl if she's talking celibate Buy a Louis bag for my girl with melanin Pull up to the store, need it like a medicine Me and boohooMAN, yeah, you know we levelling F a hater, they can never get it in They keep talking on my name, no cap I'm blazing in, no strap Tryna make it out the ends Gotta order me a cab I'm tryna make it up Not like when the days were dark I ain't talking bout the times we would have a power cut All the money rolling in, you know it be coming Every single girl in the city, they be coming All my niggas blowing heat, looking like a oven, like a oven, yeah Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat I can ride with the gang, I can ride it alone Sit like a king with a crown on the throne Keep to myself so I'm still in the zone Didn't wanna know, now they blowing my phone up Luxury taste all the way to the stitches One in a mill so they say that I'm gifted People say that I'm OTT But if you ask me I'd just call it committed-mitted Big tings, I'm winning Yeah, I'm aiming for the rich list To fall down they be wishing To fall down they be wishing All the money rolling in, you know it be coming Every single girl in the city, they be coming All my niggas blowing heat, looking like a oven, like a oven, yeah Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat Feel high like weed smoke So fly like Heathrow We take off, no Migos Dead the deep talk, just deep throat
Writer(s): Carl Samah, Obi Ebele, Uche Ebele, Guiseppe Charles Farinella, Deno Michael Mebrahitu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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