[Intro: sharedatbitchlikeapizza & NOLOVEJROC] Yeah Out here thuggin', my boy How many money chains you made, jit? Shit, sixty-five, you heard me? Hold on, what your money on your shoes for? That mean I walk to the money Damn You know what I'm sayin'? Money on my watch, that mean time is money Money on my phone, that mean I talk to the money (Yeah) Money on my chain, that mean the money hang with me (Oh, really?) Money on my hat, that mean money on my mind Money on my Kool-Aid, that mean my money sweet Oh, yeah, G, what the-what is on your, uh, shades for? Shades, that mean I see the money, you heard me? Out here thuggin', you feel me? Just chillin' Sixty-five money chains on my neck, oh, yeah Out here thuggin,' you know what I'm saying? Chillin' sharedatbitchlikeapizza, you heard me? (BNYX)
[Chorus: Yeat] You don't exist Take a Perc' in the Tonka, that's it Money swollen like cyst, huh They done put faith in the kid, huh Look at the Bentley Mulsanne in my hanger The big body peel off the road, watch it spin (Woo) I'm the one, got a million dollars I doubled that shit, then I tripled again
[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert] Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah Buffy the Vampire Slayer with these Cartiers (Cartier) Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Even though she is in love, I am still heartless, yeah (Heartless, yeah) Mixed up the party pack, popped like a molly I was the first young nigga rockin' Marni Young nigga, yeah, I'm raw like Maaly (Ha, ha, Maaly) Yeah, I'm so raw I don't need to use a condom (I don't use a what?), I'm sorry When I play golf, only time for a par Audemar watch cost me a new car (Hah) Marry my bitch and I treat her like Marge Shuzoes my sneaker and I still take the Parras Yeah, shoutout my twizzy This Percocet right here, this shit got me dizzy When life give you lemons, then crush that, it's Simply Niggas, they rats, they like mice, they like Minnie and Mickey Rock Balenciaga on Dickie I got two stupid ass Glocks and it came with the switch And ideally I ran it up stiffy I was the one that was in here doin' business I was who mixin' the Perc' and the Bennie I was the one who was pushin' the limit (I was the one) Run up the numbers like it was a scrimmage Ran up the bands on you broke-ass niggas Ran up them ba-a-ands (Where yo' bands?) I got them racks all in my own pants You niggas fa-a-ans (Fuck yo' fans)
[Chorus: Yeat] You don't exist Take a Perc' in the Tonka, that's it Money swollen like cyst, huh They done put faith in the kid, huh Look at the Bentley Mulsanne in my hanger The big body peel off the road, watch it spin (Woo) I'm the one, got a million dollars (Woo) I doubled that shit, then I tripled again
[Post-Chorus: Yeat] Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again) Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again) Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
