Текст песни Stare - Ddollarsign

Stare
(Get Get Get Get Get Mani)
Yeah (Yeah!) Uh! Come On! (Ohh!)
Okay Dollar in his bag
You can't make me mad
Wasn't fucking with me when pulled up on a flat
Now you lookin sad
What happen to that bag
Choose'd up on them n and them n took yo cash uh huh
(Ooh)

I run my section in the bay
Might fuck around and run a section the A
I got hoes with me
And my n do to
Played my cards right in the game like clue
Side bitch, uh huh I'm a hit em too
Jimmy Choo the beat got em sick like the flu
I'm a California bear
Bitches love to stare
You wasn't rolling wit me when I pulled up on a spare uh huh

I Knock the work out like a Broner (Uh)
Shutting shit down like the virus called corona
Last man standing like I'm standing on the corner
Please call a doctor these fake n need a donor
I spit a lot of facts a lot of people hate to hear that
So if I spit that fake shit the real won't feel that
I do this
Just to keep the ball moving
When I mind my business the real women start choosing
And when I speak the real shit the fake act clueless
I never been the type to be stressing on the bullish
I really do this
Ay I do my thang
It's d dollar
Cause I make cents but don't change uh huh!

Yea I run my section in the bay
Might fuck around and run a section the A
I got hoes with me
And my n do to
Played my cards right in the game like clue
Side bitch (Uh huh) I'm a hit em too
Jimmy Choo the beat got em sick like the flu
I'm a California bear
Bitches love to stare
You wasn't rolling wit me when I pulled up on a spare uh huh