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Aw, shit (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Let's switch positions, stack my commission Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this? She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up, yeah Said I had a nip and tuck, wait Band-Aid, she got cut, wait 2 M's, I got bucks Chain on ice, Mighty Duck When you pullin' up, wait, send a Uber truck, wait Give 'em all stars like Chucks, Postmate a toothbrush And my money won't shut up, wait Money talk too much, wait Thirty bands on this necklace, she wet as fuck Now I might know what you want from me Get high from my lows, it was hard for me I hurt her soul, I'm so sorry Yeah, just let her go, these hoes 'round me She won't understand Letras de cancionesI just run this contraband, think about my fam She just listen to her friends, watch my Instagram Let's switch positions, stack my commission Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches (Yo Pi'erre, wanna come out here?) She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up, yeah Got my hands on money like mancala, ooh (Like mancala, like mancala) I'm a dog on the pussy, real Rottweiler, yeah, yeah (Real Rottweiler, real Rottweiler) Yeah, my family's real top shotta (Real top shotta, real top shotta) Got your bitch with me, what about her? (What about her? What about her?) She's not answering in the shower (In the shower, in the shower) She fuck with the stars like it's Power (Like it's Power, like it's Power) 'Cause I be going hard, need new shower (Need new shower, need new shower) I got all this green and this sour (Green and sour, green and sour) Let's switch positions, stack my commission Fuck all the bitches, gotta get your riches (Huh, huh, wait) She gave me her digits, shoot your shot like ammunition Money talk, my pockets critics, yeah Fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah, fuck the check up, yeah Private jet us, yeah, new necklace, yeah They respect us, yeah, 'cause I got my check up (up) Make sure to stop in now, we have twelve new flavors of limited edition sauce Yo, Pi'erre, wanna come out here? From Letras Mania