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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jose Amaury Quinones
Jose Amaury Quinones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaiah Vest
Isaiah Vest
Producer
D Shim
D Shim
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah yeah Amaury Love I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank No time for regular rapping cause I ain't capping on flows I've been stunting on bitches and I've been macking on hoes Are you listening yet or should I be packing the heat In front of a car I don't own with a bitch I paid for a scene I can see through illusions that shit mean nothing to me I don gave yall Free Jewels now verses come for a fee. Unless you Summer Nicole, Pride The Truth, Or 2D Flipped I'm Icy for real you see the jewels in my teeth. There he go with that bullshit I thought that nigga was conscious Man i know all about heaven thats why i never wear condoms With a Queen that I worship I'm bowing down to her feet. We could have died in that beamer but God protected the seats. I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank Oooooo I aint gotta to lie I took the summer off i had this money on my mind. Niggas staying hating tell them niggas I'll be fine. Cause I don't know about them but I'ma go and get me mine. Tell em Bitch get off me Bitch get off me I've been up for days drinking too much coffee I had to get up and get right in the morning Cause every single day I'm out here chasing this money Chea I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank I got to get it for real Im out here sharpening skills I had to go and get the bag and bring it back to the crib After we count all the money we heading back to the bank Born and raised in Miami shout out to Charlotte we Blank Like Oooooo I aint gotta to lie I took the summer off i had this money on my mind. Niggas staying hating tell them niggas I'll be fine. Cause I don't know about them but I'ma go and get me mine. Tell em Bitch get off me
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