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Sheesh, Europeans by the fleet
Saint-Tropez, but the Z taste sweet
Shoe plug keep the newest drops on my feet
Hella R&D jars, which one should I keep?
Need a house on Hanalei, make my front yard a beach
Need a custom Turkish chain with a stone in each link
Old phone full of freaks
First-class cabin, make a bed out my seat
Bring the smoke everywhere, small batch, grab the P
From some kids in Santa Cruz, yeah, it grow just for me
I'm wildin', bulletproof vest just in case
Success had me shook, they barely had a taste
Couple passports, shout out Singapore, I'm legit
I bank with the Swiss, make me wanna take a trip
Real comfy, the Cuban link chain's real chunky
I'm out of rangers 'less it's 'bout real money
I did it for my family, I done made M's off of candy
The first one with a branded baggy
My competition can't stand me (Keep pushin')
(Kick pushin', kick pushin', gotta, gotta)
Kings of the wholesale, if it doesn't go well
We gon' get back up, they know me and I won't fail
Nah, they can't stand me (Keep pushin')
(Kick pushin', kick pushin', gotta, gotta, keep pushin')
Private room at Bellotto, all the homies are fed
The owners love me, we entered through the kitchen instead
I threw some hash in this joint and it's burnin'
Backseat, Maybach, gettin' high behind the curtains
They froze up in person, all that talkin' on the 'net
They fans, probably never got a check
Factory set, I got papers for the watch
The view is insane, no neighbors on the yacht
They fightin' for my spot, I just let the paper rot
I just rolled, tastes like a apricot
I'm chillin', I just made an M off of candies
I dropped 'em in Tampa, then I brought 'em to Miami
Waitin' in my room for the pack, got me antsy
6 AM flight, pulled the cash out the pantry
Run circles 'round these clowns
I do it for the kids, man, I'm tryna fuck around
I did it for my family, I done made M's off of candy
The first one with a branded baggy
My competition can't stand me (Keep pushin')
(Kick pushin', kick pushin', gotta, gotta)
Kings of the wholesale, if it doesn't go well
We gon' get back up, they know me and I won't fail
Nah, they can't stand me (Keep pushin')
(Kick pushin', kick pushin', gotta, gotta, keep pushin')



Авторы: Berner Berner, Ihor Oliinyk Copyright: Beatstars Publishing Worldwide



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