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歌词

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lamborghini, fuck a Hellcat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thirty million records, how the fuck you sell that?
Thirty million records, how the fuck you sell that?
Hahaha
What up?
Me and Verse Simmonds, straight like that
What up, Agent?
[Verse 1]
Lamborghini, fuck a Hellcat (Ooh)
They hatin', I can tell that
Thirty million records, how the fuck you sell that?
Thirty million records, how the fuck you sell that? (Ooh)
Facts
That's what I do (Yeah)
Put you in that new villa with the sky view (Oh my God)
Uh, kickin' shit like Ryu
She whispered in my ear, "Simmonds, I wanna ride you" (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2]
Pop them rubber bands, yeah, I think I'm the man, yeah
She said she a fan, yeah, she wanna roll with the gang, yeah
Got that, uh, juice, like 2Pac, I'ma shoot
Stayin' alive like Q, drop a **** off the roof
Gucci bandana on, fly like Santana own
Fuck her in a rental, uh, don't get sentimental, uh
Got the sauce and the recipe (Yeah, yeah)
Takin' off, still never let a **** disrespect me, no
Fake **** be some clowns
King codes, they can't copy what I'm on
I was off for a second, now I'm on
Makin' magic, I ain't even got a wand (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Spend it, uh, I can get the cash real fast (Fast, fast)
Yeah, made your ex-**** real mad (Mad, mad)
Yeah, everything I touch is goin' gold (Gold, gold)
Yeah, Patek water, neck on froze (Brr)
Yeah, I can get the cash real fast (Real fast)
Yeah, made your ex-**** real mad (Real mad)
Yeah, everything I touch is goin' gold (Yeah, gold)
Yeah, Patek water, neck on froze (Brr)
[Verse 3]
Patek water, neck on froze, yeah, I see it
**** hatin' on me 'cause they see I got the pivot
Jumpin', 23, jumpin', 23 (23)
I'm like Swae Lee, I'm like Swae Lee
Bitch, you gotta call, you gotta pay me
Rockin' different flows, I'm on my eighth feat
Yeah, everybody know I'm with the A-league
Yeah, gettin' paper, oh, yeah, gettin' this paper, oh
I feel bad, lil' baby, I feel poor
Hit the gas, man, I gotta get the dough
And they like away her pics, go and post, uh
Take a picture, lil' baby, go and post
IG, I'm on IG
Yeah, wanna follow me, wanna follow me
Yeah, I got the sauce, I got the drip, uh (Got the drip)
Just sipped the eight, tell me play the hip, uh (Play the hip)
[Chorus]
Uh, I can get the cash real fast (Uh, uh)
Yeah, made your ex-**** real mad (Mad, mad)
Yeah, everything I touch is goin' gold (Gold, gold)
Yeah, Patek water, neck on froze
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