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Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye I'll make three hundred thousand on the wake up (Yeah) I was havin' a bad dream, but it's better now Make a snake shed his skin, he found a better route Project bitches, bougie hoes, them hoes the gangway Up that money, I bet them hoes gon' play the same way (Yeah) I was 'posed to get that paper and stay the same way She say I got mean, but I mean pure Diamond-stitched leather and that Bentley made it orange (Aye) She got that from me, said, "It's Pucci, not Dior" (Aye) Tryna speak on lean, this shit life, not a choice (Aye) Tryna reach to the shorties, 'cause they ain't fuckin' up my voice My nigga GT said, "Aye, keep spittin' free" Aye, rockstar shit, but the big man kind (Mhm) I'm at Belv' with my eyes, I'm tryna be richer than them now (Yup, yup, yup) I just strapped up my boots, these nigga throwin' in the towel He turnt, wanna be like Weezy, nigga live like him now My lil' bitch say I'm mean, but I be trickin', so she biased (Trickin') I'm a young nigga, I hate two-doors, but that Spectre caught my eye I'm a slime ball, I got wings, she ain't never seen one flyer Aye, aye, aye, aye I'll make three hundred thousand on the wake up (Yeah) I was havin' a bad dream, but it's better now Make a snake shed his skin, he found a better route Letras de cancionesProject bitches, bougie hoes, them hoes the gangway Up that money, I bet them hoes gon' play the same way (Yeah) I was 'posed to get that paper and stay the same way She say I got mean, but I mean pure (Aye) She say I got mean, but I mean pure Diamond-stitched leather and that Bentley made it orange Man, I got, but I mean pure Aye, aye I'll make three hundred thousand on the wake up I'll make three hundred thousand on the wake up I was havin' a bad dream, but it's better now This shit so funny I don't know about type shit From Letras Mania