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Fumiharo
Fumiharo
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Lucio Dominice
Lucio Dominice
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Jacob Kollegian
Jacob Kollegian
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Finn Conley
Finn Conley
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Adam Bernstein
Adam Bernstein
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Alexander Howell
Alexander Howell
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Nathan Fuller
Nathan Fuller
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Fumiharo
Fumiharo
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Ari-arigato, Fumi Ayy, so much money, I be fillin' up the bag Lot of cash, lot of diamonds on me, hunnid on my swag Lot of digits, you would think I'd have some bitches when I pull up Windows tinted, they say, "I don't your virgin ass," uh Down bad sniffing through my screen, facts I could give you all my paper if you gave me one chance Goddamn, thought I'd finally get a little when I got so many stans Now I'm 'bouta spend a band on her OnlyFans 'cause Ayy, shawty got a whole lotta ass Cute face, nice waist, oh shit, bring it back, no cap Ayy, now I'm gettin' money, count the racks I be countin' them digits and I'm getting all these bags, like (La, la, la) ayy, all the people say (La, la, la) all the people say (La, la, la) all the people say (La, la, la) ayy, ayy Ten car garage, whips all foreign I got all this money, but she thinks I'm boring Bitches want my dick, you would think I'm scorin' She always sleepin' on me, lil' bitch, stop snorin' In a Tesla whippin' now you see me, baby Lookin' at Gibby like you wanna have his baby Gettin' money, yeah, I be feelin' kinda decent lately I got bands, but she don't even wanna date me I got all of this gold, but you don't wanna dig it Mansion party got rolled, I didn't see you in it I wanna hit up your friend 'cause you know I'm a villain And I would still try to fuck if I was stuck in prison Y'all really get no bitches, man, I swear Got these girls running like a race So I'ma take one draw my nuts on her face like bomb Don't play this for your mom, she gon' love my voice Like Gibby and boys, I take what I want like Indian toys Tryna to hit it when she see the Royce We beat them boys, W's, CD's and tours, see me This shit easy, my bitch freaky I'm so boujee, my tap water only Fiji, uh That's what I'm talkin' about! Ayy, shawty got a whole lotta ass Cute face, nice waist, oh shit, bring it back, no cap Ayy, now I'm gettin' money, count the racks I be countin' them digits and I'm getting all these bags, like (La, la, la) ayy, all the people say (La, la, la) all the people say (La, la, la) all the people say (La, la, la) ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, all the people say (la, la, la) Ayy, ayy, all the people say (la, la, la) Ayy, ayy, all the people say (la, la, la) Ayy, ayy, all the people say
Writer(s): Nathan Fuller, Jake Kollegian, Adam Bernstein, Lucio Dominice, Finn Conley, Alec Howell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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