Letra

I got the bag for real Keep my part of the deal I want like 500 mil All of my shooters don't chill Fuck it up I got big racks Six figures fuck 6 pacs Gotta earn that respect Put double C on my new belt We fucking from dusk till dawn I love how she screams and moan Light em bridges watch em burn Life's a bitch we'll all get a turn When we pulling up Wraiths and drop tops Hotter than hot sauce Cashing out non stop I got AKs I got M16 We ain't even shoot yet but these niggaz tripping Pull up in two Mercedes' Got a thing for sexy ladies I be in my feelings lately I don't give a fuck can love or hate me Pull up in two Mercedes' Got a thing for sexy ladies I be in my feelings lately I don't give a fuck can love or hate me Money turn to me to a reaper Woke up used to be a dreamer Pull up in two Benz a Beamer I'll be Martin be my Gina I can take you over seas, I'll put you in givenchy Gotta keep her on her knees, when I aim I don't miss All these dripping got me drowning I be feeling lost till you found me Got demons and angels all around me All my opps can't even stand me Toot it up You do too much Never giving up We don't give no fucks Barely make enough Shouldn't make it worse Winning is a must Winning is a must Pull up in two Mercedes' Got a thing for sexy ladies I be in my feelings lately I don't give a fuck can love or hate me Pull up in two Mercedes' Got a thing for sexy ladies I be in my feelings lately I don't give a fuck can love or hate me I can take you over seas, I'll put you in givenchy Gotta keep her on her knees, when I aim I don't miss
Writer(s): Adenuga Olamilekan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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