Lyrics

Itrazaa, don't fall for me I'll drop you like the beat You're a packet of crisps 90 percent gas! More money, more problems That's a good problem to have More whips, no slaves More reals, no fakes More liquor, no chase More cheddar, more cheese My Yé is not your Yé I'm steak, you're fish filet International Baller Call me a Globe-Trotter G6 when we fly Watch the money multiply Get it flipped, then divide Now the fam eatin' right I remain at boiling point I keep it one hundred You tryna hate on me? Too much love, you're outnumbered! You got a dirty soul (soul) Ain' talkin' 'bout your creps Better stay away from me Too blessed to be stressed! This beat needs a casket Your attitude? Relax it If you ain' callin' 'bout money You should just fax it! I need more pounds No obesity Bankruptcy Stay away from me! I'm like Michael Phelps If the water is money Talk to me nice! One day you'll want somethin' from me I'm like Usain Bolt Try to catch up Lookin' for a handout? You Are Out of Luck! I'm the (wo)man High demand Hope you chumps Understand Your bae needs to see the mechanic (why?) They broke! Why slave for breadcrumbs When you can make all this dough? Would you roll with me If I was in a Toyota Aygo? That is something I'll never know You crazy but you fire Call that pyro-maniac My life so suite Don't need Cody, don't need Zac Mess with my dawgs I'll go John Wick on ya Give you a third-degree It's not a diploma I dress to kill May you chumps Rest in Peace! I can never be a rat But you know I'm chasin' cheese! This beat needs a casket Your attitude, relax it If you ain' callin' 'bout money You should just fax it! I need more pounds No obesity Bankruptcy Stay away from me! I'm like Michael Phelps If the water is money Talk to me nice! One day you'll want somethin' from me I'm like Usain Bolt Try to catch up Lookin' for a handout? You are out of luck!
Writer(s): Dan Clark, Harry Woods, Itrazaa, Jamie Brown, Ryan Shickell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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