Lyrics

(I'm Working on Dying) Oooh Ayy, yeah Ayy, yeah Ayy, yeah (Oooh) Oooh, yeah Oooh, yeah, let's go, uh yeah Oooh, yeah, whoo, uh yeah Oooh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh Counting all this guap, count these hunnids (I count it) I think I'm a slave to the money (To the money) Can't tell no one shit, mouths be running (They be running) Slobbing on my dick, la-di-da-di (Slobbin', da-di, da-di) Your bitch gonna stay, we getting comfy (Gettin' comfy) Pull up to my place, it could get ugly (Could get ugly) Looking for a handout, can't get nothing from me (No way) Just look, I turned this nothing into something (I did) Lil' boy we know that shit is cap, why is you fronting? (Why you fronting) Put the team right on my back (I did) Put them right all on the map Lil' baby know that she is bad, so why you blushing? I'm the best she ever had Ain't no fun in losing that (Let's go) They know that I'm next, no discussion (No discussion) Guess it's 'cause my flow so disgusting (Yeah, uh) When you suck me up, use that suction I know that it's lust, call it loving (Call it loving) Oooh, yeah Oooh, yeah, let's go, uh yeah Oooh, yeah, whoo, uh yeah Oooh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh Counting all this guap, count these hunnids (I count it) I think I'm a slave to the money (To the money) Can't tell no one shit, mouths be running (They be running) Slobbing on my dick, la-di-da-di Oooh, yeah, let's go, uh yeah Oooh, yeah, whoo, uh yeah Oooh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh Counting all this guap, count these hunnids (I count it) I think I'm a slave to the money (To the money) Can't tell no one shit, mouths be running (They be running) Slobbing on my dick, la-di-da-di
Writer(s): Robert Elijah Fairfax Iii, Lucas Padulo, Noa Gansallo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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