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Money Musik VV diamonds shining on me And he woke up on that day and he never went to sleep I got boys with magazines and they don't even read (yeah) Couple hoes with fantasies and they out sellin' jeans (yeah) I can't leave her alone, she finesse, she a tease And this Saint Laurent my coat Amiri jeans, they got no crease (crease) Used to find me by the bitch but now you find me by the beach And it's Killy and Houdini, make the trap jump, trampoline (trap) Me and Killy, Money Musik, that's like VV-VV's Told that bitch to hit the deck, get on her knees, knees, knees, knees I got nightmares of the feds sayin', "Freeze," up in my sleep (freeze) Hollow tips, why would you run? We got a infrared beam I got bros still on the run who ain't tryna be seen Used to flippin' a whole pack, nothin' quicker to the fiends And I been through a lot of shit, biscotti giving me relief And I told the little ho, "Can't finesse me for my cheese," no Got Wass' ties, get a lil' nigga knocked off for free, yeah And please don't mind, I'm too real for the industry And free cro 'nem out the pen', now they sayin' they proud of me About 5K for the outfit, lookin' like I won, casino VV diamonds shining on me And he woke up on that day and he never went to sleep I got boys with magazines and they don't even read (yeah) Couple hoes with fantasies and they out sellin' jeans (yeah) I can't leave her alone, she finesse, she a tease And this Saint Laurent my coat Amiri jeans, they got no crease (crease) Used to find me by the bitch but now you find me by the beach And it's Killy and Houdini, make the trap jump, trampoline (trap) Lil' cuz, he got lashed and me pay his canteen He said he'd pay me back, I'm like, "What the fuck you mean?" We both been through some things that we know we can't repeat I just charge it to the game and said, "Lean for some relief" The racks like boomerang, it gon' come right back to me Seen some people change and fall victim to deceit Diamond Cartier frames shine so bright, I can't even see My Musik on the beat This beat gon' fuck these little freaks (yeah, yeah, yeah) VV diamonds shining on me And he woke up on that day and he never went to sleep I got boys with magazines and they don't even read (yeah) Couple hoes with fantasies and they out sellin' jeans (yeah) I can't leave her alone, she finesse, she a tease And this Saint Laurent my coat Amiri jeans, they got no crease (crease) Used to find me by the bitch but now you find me by the beach And it's Killy and Houdini, make the trap jump, trampoline
Writer(s): Mohkom Singh Bhangal, Khalil Tatem Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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