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The Elements K.O.D. in the building Yeah, I was a big man from eighteen Ain’t no older gonna sell me no spot And I got eighteen K gold Rolex Put it in a case, that’s a president box Used to rock big creps too, it last longer And now I wear tight ones to fit with my drop Man chase money, the B’s like honey The mandem sweet, so the gyalies on us Said he don’t like me Should’ve done CRB, made his girl do C2C Best train on a mandem, I don’t understand them Niggas get got for gettin’ at me There ain’t no forgettin' in me She said, “You must remember me” You was at Squeezy’s, weren’t you? Text me, let me squeee Before I went global with Kojo We was in the ride, tryna get man back Four man, one wap Now we tour the world, not the local lad I don’t mind bougie girls at all But the brain is mad when the ghetto one bad And I pay all my dues to the streets Letras de cancionesAight, my man, brother, I don’t get taxed You’ve been missin' lately, when you gonna bring it back? I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at? I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? You’ve been missin' lately, when you gonna bring it back? I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at? I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? I don’t even wanna be the same as them man there Cah them man are just gas Sweetie tried gas, left on read, period, fam Now you know why I don’t like no socials Paranoid, everything’s tapped I think my phone’s tapped The jury’s tapped, the mandem tapped Really had to ruin that drip when I went on a glide And I ain’t never owned no holster, I put it in my pocket and got on a bike Pulled up, shorty, get in this ride She ain’t had it before, might get it tonight Dior all white, I’m steppin’ alright, I got it off rap, I got it off white I got it off him and gave it to him, I ain’t touchin’ a thing, I’m makin’ a drink That’s fish in the pot, I’m makin’ it sing I’m slappin’ her arse, I’m makin’ her prim Opps on the roof, tryna make it a thing Two man in a ding can answer that boy Shoppin’ with bae, I can’t sing for ya Go and follow behind, two-car convoy Told me she wanna go Paris, Harvey, Harrods I just let her follow me Hatton China girl, I bet you she’s flattered Truck over there, all I see is cappers Really boot it to you and rappers Told ‘em put focus on things that matters I give you the green, man, it’s time for the mazza You’ve been missin' lately, when you gonna bring it back? I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at? I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? You’ve been missin' lately, when you gonna bring it back? I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at? I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? Girl, are you mad? From Letras Mania