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I told her you ain't gotta worry bout us T house for a month 7 pounds and its smelling like runts I know she stepping with us I told the plug ima need an abundance Flooded the city with mud Top down but we came from the jungle Baby its so different for us 8 bricks and the stick on a journey And always relying on ? I told my lady you're thick and you're curvy Baby im tryna fuck Said you give up and these niggas ain't worthy Showing you life's a must I told my nigga to hang out the ride Burning these opps like a furnace This is my turn and I'm taking what's mine Sick of the rap niggas sick of the lies First time when I fuck i fuck on a perc and I thought I didn't like it The first time when shе fuck with the kid she said how am I like this Thеre is no love Rose gold richard mille go wooo She loving the gang She loving the coooupe I think this money is changing my mood Letras de cancionesI think this money is changing my mood Rich nigga opinion I got a rich nigga opinion yeah Deals flying all winter And I get you slimed out by a minion yeah Hate all these niggas I'm sick of em yeah Wrist is 100 the flick of it yeah Look at my jewels I might shed couple tears The come up in the bando shed couple of years We go AP for the time My Jordan 4's are Off White My eyes are lazy I look tired Can't explain to probation I'm high Richard Mille and my white vest I might put my darg to the test Just put the TV's in the rear And I put some VV's in her ear My nigga Fuck up the crack game like it was his career You might Think he's a football player in a club like he play's for the Spears Oh shit I mean plays for the Spurs I run up a check and I stuck to my word I'm telling my youngins it's customer first He left his lil lady and slung him a bird There is no love Rose gold richard mille go wooo She loving the gang She loving the coooupe I think this money is changing my mood I think this money is changing my mood They cannot do what I do I barely fit in this coupe I'm feeling so in my bag They cannot fuck up my groove I threw a ? to Steve I told him get high on this food Cause I am leaving the life I can;t be sane in this mood I know I'm going all glad I put a price on your head Four figures that's less than one if I put on my wrist That's taking the piss for real 8 figures on the way I'm taking a piss for real I'm tryna be friends with Richard Before all the Richard Milles This money gave me all the thrills This money made me miss some meals This money made me keep it trill And I planned for this shit Let it snow in this bitch Boost the men from this shit Now we say that we did it We don't ball with a limit You a snitch we can't kick it Risked my life for a ? For the sake of these digits There is no love Rose gold richard mille go wooo She loving the gang She loving the coooupe I think this money is changing my mood I think this money is changing my mood From Letras Mania