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Internet adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Black Circle / EMPIRE tarafından 8 Ocak 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıGrow God
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Çıkış Tarihi8 Ocak 2018
FirmaBlack Circle / EMPIRE
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Valence
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[Verse 1]
And this shit done went up two thousand dollars in less than two months
Man, I'ma finna quadruple my muhfuckin' money
****, got the internet and the loud muhfuckin' rollin' in it
[Verse 2]
I just went and bought some Bitcoin
Then I went and buy some Lightcoin
Burnin' cookie with some white boys
If she ain't bad, she ain't my type at all
Freestyle, I don't write at all
Wayne bands and Versace drawers
A hunnid K in my sock drawer
Fuck and chop a **** head off
Fuck and blow a **** leg off
Caught a plane and I sped off
I'm on the dope with the internet
Burn a **** like a cigarette
I wanna hear you, that intellect
That kinky shit, I ain't really into that
That sucker shit, I ain't really into that
Fuck up a check from the internet
Bust down a oyster perpetual
I beat on my chest like a animal
These **** foul like a technical
I sit back and count our new revenue
I'm sellin' loud, fuck a cypher
I fuck her like I just got out of Rikers
She got that good with that alkaline
I wet them plants in that house of mine
[Verse 3]
They see my turban and think I'm a Saudi
I feel like Gambino but no, I'm not chargin'
That money plane got the grow house crowded
Fifty K I made from the will
Can't be a bunk 'cause I'm too proud to bed
I'm just like a doctor prescribin' you meds
I'm kickin' shit with the carnivores
You ain't tryna shop what you callin' for
You ain't gotta check, you ain't ballin', boy
Pussy **** just a water boy
I'm fizzin' to water to flowers
Me and her fuckin' for hours
Let's have a competition
Let's see who shit really smokin' the loudest
Lame **** used to crack jokes on me
Now they all wanna buy smoke from me
Seventy K worth of loafs on me
Just sold a bell to your big homie
Couple **** turned, bitched on me
Don't know how the fuck they switch on me
Stick came with a switch on it
Credit bureau got a glitch in it
White dollar dollars big business
I brought my Asian hacker to the trenches
[Verse 4]
I just went and bought some Bitcoin
Then I went and buy some Lightcoin
Burn a cookie with some white boys
If she ain't bad, she ain't my type at all
Freestyle, I don't write at all
Wayne bands and Versace drawers
A hunnid K in my sock drawer
Fuck and chop a **** head off
Fuck and blow a **** leg off
Caught a plane and I sped off
I'm on the dope with the internet
Burn a **** like a cigarette
I wanna hear you, that intellect
That kinky shit, I ain't really into that
That sucker shit, I ain't really into that
Fuck up a check from the internet
Bust down a oyster perpetual
I beat on my chest like a animal
These **** foul like a technical
I sit back and count our new revenue
I'm sellin' loud, fuck a cypher
I fuck her like I just got out of Rikers
She got that good with that alkaline
I wet them plants in that house of mine
Written by: Manu
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