Now she wanna fuck with me (fuck with me) Live a life of luxury, models in my money trees Such beautiful company Fuck a 9 to 5 I’m seeing dollar signs But I'm still driving around in my old whip Still living at home, got issues with my Old chick she blowin' up my phone hot Talkin ‘bout some old shit Like who’s this, who’s that Could be worse? So to calm her nerves I just tell her
Roll up an L and light it Let’s go to space Be my co, I’ll be the pilot Let’s get away Let’s get away Let’s get away Let’s get away Baby let’s get away
If money doesn't fall from trees Then maybe we can make believe today All I need is company And rest assure I got it babe
Working for the finer things (finer things) Getting in all kind of ways Pennies all in my champagne Every day we celebrate (celebrate) Fuck your little funds a million a’int enough But I'm still driving around in my old whip Still living at home, got Issues with my new chick She blowin’ up my phone hot Now all I hear is womp’ womp’, womp’ womp’ (womp’ womp’) But it could be worse Girl calm your nerves I want you to
Roll up an L and light it Let’s go to space Be my co i’ll be the pilot Let’s get away Let’s get away Let’s get away Let’s get away Baby let’s get away
If money doesn’t fall from trees Then maybe we can make believe today All I need is company And the rest is yours, I promise babe That if money don’t...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
