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Look I don't make kids music I need new car keys, let me get to it Wrist working, stovetop, cooking Ratatouille Couple bands in my Carhartt pants, let me flip through it What's the bid? Four books and a possible Popping Ace of Spades, club rocking like a soccer goal Up in King of Diamonds like let me get that pasta Oh, it's on the floor, baking bread, we need a lot of dough Finna speed, me and 'Toine in the lead We done got so far ahead, it's looking like we finna leave On point with the Q's and the P's Up the blick like I don't care who yo daddy is, nigga You better park it ovеr here, tell mе what I wanna hear Don't let this hit you in yo ear Top off, Top Golf with some centerfolds Politicing IPOs getting pads sold Patent leather All-Star white Carolinas Scribing live rap rhymes on a jetliner You wanna know how I'm shining with it 'Cause I'm out here lightning niggas Where the bad ones? Send the bottle service I got a hundred for 'em These ain't retail, got some for resale I went to London for 'em Letras de cancionesYea, they be telling lies, don't endorse it Jump, jumped off the porch into Porsches Might put her on a plane if she gorgeous Then I make her count the money in the morning Money counter counting, money keep going If the feds get behind us, keep going Bounce, bounce that ass, keep going Heard you get to the bag, keep it going Money counter counting, money keep going If the feds get behind us, keep going Bounce, bounce that ass, keep going Heard you get to the bag, keep it going Long headed flipping for me, if the mission is the money Watch me make it appear like ta-da She like Fenty and Adidas and she rock Prada But when she work she rock nada, hit the jig like Sada Dizzy got my new bitch talking down on Benihana If you knew about hibachi then it really ain't no secret Scammers throwing money on the floor, you finna keep it? If you got more than six niggas in your recents Bust it like a table when I'm finished eating Gon' scrub it on the ground like it need a cleaning Got the rubber band bank with the toing yoing Boing! Make that ass flip like a coin Where the bad ones? Send the bottle service I got a hundred for 'em This ain't retail, got some for resale I went to London for 'em Yea, they be telling lies, don't endorse it Jump, jumped off the porch into Porsches Might put her on a plane if she gorgeous Then I make her count the money in the morning Money counter counting, money keep going If the feds get behind us, keep going Bounce, bounce that ass, keep going Heard you get to the bag, keep it going Money counter counting, money keep going If the feds get behind us, keep going Bounce, bounce that ass, keep going Heard you get to the bag, keep it going From Letras Mania