Songtexte
Bands
no
funny
I'ma
keep
'em
coming
I
got
lots
of
hunnids
Trap
be
keepin'
comin'
We
put
in
work
in
a
9 to
5 like
a
9 to
5
Keep
my
shit
in
line,
never
cross
the
line
Valentino
on
my
feet,
call
it
overpriced
I
need
my
space,
I
don't
socialize
Bands
no
funny
I'ma
keep
'em
coming
I
got
lots
of
hunnids
Trap
be
keepin'
comin'
Ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Yeah,
ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Yeah,
you
gotta
love
it
Oh,
you
gotta
love
it
Ballin'
out
in
public
Coupe
the
color
muscle
Whippin'
like
no
other
I
don't
need
no
drama
I
leave
it
up
to
karma
I
leave
it
up
to
karma
Yeah,
fuckin'
up
these
commas
Yeah,
Prada
for
the
jawners
Ship
it
out
the
country
Lot
of
niggas
talkin'
Realest
nigga
walkin'
I
got
lots
of
options
Hit
'em
with
a
chopper
Xanax
solve
my
problems
Give
me
all
the
dollars
We
put
in
work
in
a
9 to
5 like
a
9 to
5
Keep
my
shit
in
line,
never
cross
the
line
Valentino
on
my
feet,
call
it
overpriced
I
need
my
space,
I
don't
socialize
Bands
no
funny
I'ma
keep
'em
coming
I
got
lots
of
hunnids
Trap
be
keepin'
comin'
Ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Yeah,
ooh,
you
gotta
love
it
Yeah,
you
gotta
love
it
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