YNG Martyr

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Uh-huh, uh-huh She on that shit, for show She ridin’ it, for show I treat my bitch like God Uh-huh, uh-huh I think we fell in love My wallet such a slut We fucked that money up We shark (Shark) Sharked in (Yeah) I can barely talk (Talk), I’m locked in (In) My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier) Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I’m Herb Dean Yeah, the way my money Gru, you'd think I’m fuckin’ with the Minions Cold one on my wrist, it's like my name is Maximilian My bitch, perfect waist, she open gate like it’s Oblivion The way they stole the drip, you’d think they tryna bе a synonym Bitch, I’m on Frank Sinatra, I’m tryna fly you out She talkin’ ’bout some chakras, I'm tryna eyе her down She tryna find nirvana, girl, I'mma show you how She singin’ like she Lana, I got her screamin’ out Uh-huh, uh-huh She on that shit, for show Letras de cancionesShe ridin’ it, for show I treat my bitch like God Uh-huh, uh-huh I think we fell in love My wallet such a slut We fucked that money up We shark (Shark) Sharked in (Yeah) I can barely talk (Talk), I’m locked in (In) My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier) Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I’m Herb Dean Bitch, I was sixteen, I was jailbreaking Xbox 2017, I was smashing on my ex box Went through two ODs, bitch, I hit it 'till my chest lock Now the only thing that I been tickin’ is a checkbox Used to whip Ford Falcon, man, that shit was red hot (Red hot) We ripped the doors out it, drove it to my gran house (Gran house) We took a fall, but we never took a handout (A handout) I worked a job that I really couldn’t stand Now it’s fuck ’em I just blew my old wage on a fit pic (Uh-huh) Can’t believe I’m gettin’ paid just to spit shit (Uh-huh) I remember when they’d say I wouldn’t get shit But lookin’ at my bank account, it’s got more O's than the Olympics Uh-huh, uh-huh She on that shit, for show She ridin’ it, for show I treat my bitch like God Uh-huh, uh-huh I think we fell in love My wallet such a slut We fucked that money up We shark (Shark) Sharked in (Yeah) I can barely talk (Talk), I’m locked in (In) My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier) Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I’m Herb Dean From Letras Mania