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Know what im saying, like I love you, you know what i'm saying You're like, like you're my fucking bro New wave shit, doin' it We trendin' this shit We doin' this shit, you know man Rich forever shit, know what I'm sayin'? Shout out to my motherfuckin' brother Gramz Ooh, Dexter! Wait, YA! Oou, I'm ballin' in Fendi I put my bitch in saleen I get that money, ain't a thing Run up me, Swear to god get the beam Wait, Bankroll my jeans I smoke that dope like a Fien I get them birds make them sing Run up on me swear to god surgery Look at my chain, I got AC All These niggas wanna be me I get the money no maybe Fuckin that bitch man she want have my baby Wait, people they calling my crazy Strapped up like the navy My new bitch she calling me shady Copy the wave don't get hit with the 80 I just cashed out on some Ricky I can't fuck your hoe I'm so picky I just did 12 nights 6 cities I just poured lean on her titties Your bitch just gave me a hickie On my dickie dickie dickie Play with the money take you out like Ricky My weed OG cookie be sticky Shorty she bounce on my dick I say giddie I need 4 pints of the tech I get drippie Reggie pop LSD tabs like a hippie Feel like I'm Jimi beat up the kitty I fuck that bih from the back call her piggie She my lil miss piggie Rich Forever Uniiqz Global committie Diamonds they shine like a star its so pretty Oou, I'm ballin' in Fendi I put my bitch in saleen I get that money, ain't a thing Run up me, Swear to god get the beam Wait, Bankroll my jeans I smoke that dope like a Fien I get them birds make them sing Run up on me swear to god surgery Look at my chain, I got AC All These niggas wanna be me I get the money no maybe Fuckin that bitch man she want have my baby Wait, people they calling my crazy Strapped up like the navy My new bitch she calling me shady Copy the wave don't get hit with the 80 Porto la tua tipa da Fendi Vuole il mio dolcetto, il mio candy Sto moltiplicando stipendi Sto solo volando, ci credi? Scarpe pulite, fra', il suolo non tocca i miei piedi, no Sto sulla base con Famous e Reggie Parlano male della gang Presto gli tornerà contro La tua tipa si fa la gang Devi infilare due condom Sto in alto, mi sento un Concorde Tu sei uno stupido condor Mi riempo la vita di comfort Occhi rossi dietro alle lenti Tom Ford Oou, I'm ballin' in Fendi I put my bitch in saleen I get that money, ain't a thing Run up me, Swear to god get the beam Wait, Bankroll my jeans I smoke that dope like a Fien I get them birds make them sing Run up on me swear to god surgery Look at my chain, I got AC All These niggas wanna be me I get the money no maybe Fuckin that bitch man she want have my baby Wait, people they calling my crazy Strapped up like the navy My new bitch she calling me shady Copy the wave don't get hit with the 80
Writer(s): Boschetti Gionata, Gore Dexter Tiewon Jr, Mills Reggie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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