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Don't run up or you get the steel
Yeah
Don't run up or you get the steel
Run it up, I need a hundred mill
Ain't no perky, ain't poppin' no pill
On top of this shit, told my bitch take the wheel
I'm intoxicated
Hate on a nigga just 'cause we made it
Ain't no politic, nigga, this ain't debatin'
I'm the muh'fuckin' shit, how I ain't the greatest?
You say you team, why the fuck you pacin'?
After that green, got me rockin' the latest
That Fendi, Celine, had to cop the Bottegas
Slim, shit'll work out, I work out in the gym
Shit'll work out in the end, how I'm grippin' the grain
I work out in the wind
Ball on my own, she don't fuck with no trends
Don't fuck with fake niggas, I ain't gon' pretend
She fell in love with the chain chain
I turned her on to the chain gang
Now she get a bag, ain't no shame shame
I fell in love with the process
We fell in love with the progress
And we just keep goin' and goin' and goin'
Like we don't know where to stop next
Uh, she say a nigga a monster, they call me the Loch Ness
Got my shit in rotation, it ain't even drop yet
Tryna pick one for the three, shit, I don't see too many prospects
Put that bread in the air and release like it ain't a object
Only whipped if it was foreign
New album, release it a torrent
New EP, release it a NFT
Take that bread and put that in the BNB
I'm addicted to soarin'
That's some shit on my arm
Bad bitch on my arm
Nigga, don't be alarmed, we takin' over
I keep some shit on me, stay with the hammer
Keep that on my arm like baking soda
Gotta release it, won't keep it on ice
Can't keep it on ice
Gotta go hard, my only advice
Better go hard, that nigga goodnight
I'm with the squad, them niggas with Nat
You with the tree, don't come with no cap
She fell in love with the chain chain
I turned her on to the chain gang
Now she get a bag, ain't no shame shame
I fell in love with the process
We fell in love with the progress
And we just keep goin' and goin' and goin'
Like we don't know where to stop next
Don't run up or you get the steel
I need a hundred mill
On top of this shit, told my bitch take the wheel
I'm intoxicated
Hate on a nigga just 'cause we made it
Ain't no politic, nigga, this ain't debatin'
I'm the muh'fuckin' shit, how I ain't the greatest?
I'm the muh'fuckin' shit, how I ain't the greatest?



Авторы: Julian Hecker, Chris Stowe Copyright: Painted Desert Music Corporation, Shapiro Bernstein & Co Limited, Painted Desert Music Corp


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