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Yeah, yeah-ha (Oh my God, Ronny) Yeah, hop on the jet, I'm going faster Hop in the 'Rari, going faster I get the cash a little faster Cartier frames, I got cash on me Yeah, hop off the jet, I got a bag on me I check my schedule and I send overseas I keep a new fit on me seven days a week Switched the 'Rari to the Lambo', keep it neat Dripping like the sink Everybody wanna link Twenty-five pointers, make it sink (Woah) New Chanel choker, when I fuck her, I make her think Got a few foreigns parked outside of Max and I throw a bank All this pressure in my life got me not actin' like a saint They get too attached and then I gotta lay low on the scene I stay flee, she's on me, I got diamonds all on me I got shooters wanna eat so you can't just pull on me [?] Versace bustin' new Amiri jeans Walking in that boy like three Keep a big bankroll on me Yeah, hop on the jet, I'm going faster Letras de cancionesHop in the 'Rari, going faster I get the cash a little faster Cartier frames, I got cash on me Yeah, hop off the jet, I got a bag on me I check my schedule and I send overseas I keep a new fit on me seven days a week Switched the 'Rari to the Lambo', keep it neat From Letras Mania