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MONSTER
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Past 7 Days
MONSTER was discovered most frequently at around 15 seconds into the song during the past week

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Lyrics

[Intro]
You know what I'm sayin', I, I always gotta speak my truth
I don't mean it
You know what I'm sayin', call my phone, you feel me?
Top Floor Boss, yeah
Top Floor, Top Floor, Top Floor
[Chorus]
I told you what it was (Yeah)
I'm on drugs, I can't get enough (Yeah)
She in love, she keep tryna fuck me (Yeah)
A breal blood, don't fuck with dubs
I'm pullin' up, that's a couple bucks (On God)
I came from nothing, your main ho nuttin' (It's up)
She like ceviche, I just like Givenchy
And every weekday, I'm workin' for this money
I'm lookin' forward, I put the past behind me
I turned a mogul, I'm takin' over
Just check the logo, we takin' over
I could never leave my brothers for any thots
My wrist a Range Rover, that's just the watch
She got designer body, I gotta buy it
Everything exotic like my narcotics (Yeah)
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Look how I'm drivin', the bitch is fuckin'
Plain watches, diamonds bustin' (Yeah)
Sippin' straight drop, no, this not Robitussin (No way)
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em"
[Refrain]
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em"
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em"
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em"
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em" (Fuck, fuck, fuck)
[Verse 1]
Go Ferrari, caviar, and calamari (Okay)
I turned it up and I ain't never sayin' sorry (Okay)
They say the money show the people who you are (Okay)
I hate to say it, I'm a motherfuckin' monster
She a villain, she the trillest
I love the bitch 'cause she know to keep it real
She said she really liked my album "If Looks Could Kill"
I couldn't help it, gotta ask her how she feel (How you feel?)
Sippin', sippin' (Yeah)
I can't help it, I've been livin' out my mind
I feel the Devil, he been creepin' up my spine (Ah)
I spend the money 'cause I ain't got time
[Chorus]
I told you what it was
I'm on drugs, I can't get enough
She in love, she keep tryna fuck me (Yeah)
A breal blood, don't fuck with dubs
I'm pullin' up, that's a couple bucks (Yeah)
I came from nothing, your main ho nuttin' (Yeah)
She like ceviche, I just like Givenchy
And every weekday, I'm workin' for this money (Yeah)
I'm lookin' forward, I put the past behind me
I turned a mogul, I'm takin' over
Just check the logo, we takin' over
I could never leave my brothers for any thots
My wrist a Range Rover, that's just the watch
She got designer body, I gotta buy it
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Everything exotic like my narcotics
Look how I'm drivin', the bitch is fuckin'
Plain watches, diamonds bussin'
Sippin' straight drop, no, this not Robitussin
Middle fingers up to the haters, I said, "Fuck 'em" (Yeah)
Written by: Abilov Vladislav Vadimovich, Bobby Sandimanie III, Cody Rounds, Mesheryakov Vadim Alekseevich
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