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Yeah, Burberry on my sweater, rainy day weather Yesterday, my pockets fat, today, they looking fatter I might cop some big rings, big rings like Saturn You can do anything, yes, you matter I got hurricane wrist lookin' like a disaster Yes, we glowin' up like Jedi Masters Like to count money slow, then blow it faster Outer space can't really get much blacker Crispy like donuts, do some donuts, BMW Yes, I'm up next, you a hater if that troubles you Every time I count again, swear it feel like déjà vu I be countin' bands by myself, feel invisible I got haters quiet, I can't hear a single syllable Big flex, yeah, P90X Yeah, Burberry on my sweater, rainy day weather Yesterday, my pockets fat, today, they looking fatter I might cop some big rings, big rings like Saturn You can do anything, yes, you matter Yeah, Burberry on my sweater, rainy day weather Yesterday, my pockets fat, today, they looking fatter I might cop some big rings, big rings like Saturn You can do anything, yes, you matter I just bought a ruby ring, it look like a Ring Pop Looking at shooting stars (skrrt) on the rooftop Everywhere we pull up, they say that's the new spot Money on my mind, I got bands like who would've thought? Wrist look like a hurricane Rainy day weather on my chain Burberry on my sweater, that's a stain I put it in the wash, but it's still just not the same I got haters quiet, I can't hear a single syllable Big flex, yeah, P90X Yeah, Burberry on my sweater, rainy day weather Yesterday, my pockets fat, today, they looking fatter I might cop some big rings, big rings like Saturn You can do anything, yes, you matter Yeah, Burberry on my sweater, rainy day weather Yesterday, my pockets fat, today, they looking fatter I might cop some big rings, big rings like Saturn You can do anything, yes, you matter
Writer(s): Ronald Chase Amick, Daniel Hartzog, William Jacob Woods Pugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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