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Travis Scott
Travis Scott
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Sheldon Ferguson
Sheldon Ferguson
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Gunna
Gunna
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Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Вокал
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Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
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Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
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Sheldon Ferguson
Sheldon Ferguson
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June James
June James
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Chandler Durham
Chandler Durham
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Ramiro Morales
Ramiro Morales
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Travis Scott
Travis Scott
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June James
June James
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Turbo
Turbo
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Jimmy Cash
Jimmy Cash
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Zach Steele
Zach Steele
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Skyler McLean
Skyler McLean
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MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
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Sean Solymor
Sean Solymor
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Ramy
Ramy
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Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Patek In the Clearport like I Uber these jets VVS's on me got my Gucci shirt wet Put a M in my bag, I'ma get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S Now that I'm home, back off the road We shut it down, where it ain't so With checks in the streets, J number 4's Saint Laurent feet, put it on toes Take it with me, double your dose Covered with angels that's watching my soul Jet got a bed, it's bigger windows Said I'll be there in 10, but I got there in four I feel like I'm chosen, I'm covered in gold I left her wide open, no self control Took nothing but five minutes, she hopped in and drove Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Pateks In the Cleaport like I Uber the jets VVS's on me got my Louie shirt wet It's a M in my bag and get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S La Flame on a island Me and Cash, Gunna hopped on a LearJet Got Prada's, every colour And I got CC's you ain't seen yet Said I'd kick the cup and now I'm asking, "Where the codeine at"? 30 pointers and up, Eliantte Drippin', my whole team wet
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Chandler Durham, Sergio Kitchens, Sheldon Ferguson, June James, Ramiro Morales Sanchez, Navraj Gotaua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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