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We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’ I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’ I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s Countin’ up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain’t wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrunk
I know they remember them days I was outside with that flame Top-down, I’m blowing your brain Know we the gang sorry I forgot your name Look it’s a bird, look it’s a plane it’s a lame, oh remember names All of a sudden when you was around I wasn’t calling you nothing You ain’t really with the gang So get the fuck from us Fuck from round us, from the ground up Look what we round up No matter the time, I’mma get in my zone Bitch imma sit in my throne I’mma get straight to my goal
We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’ I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’ I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s Countin’ up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain’t wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrunk
Letra de 7am in Ohio
We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’ I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’ I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s Countin’ up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain’t wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrunk
I know they remember them days I was outside with that flame Top-down, I’m blowing your brain Know we the gang sorry I forgot your name Look it’s a bird, look it’s a plane it’s a lame, oh remember names All of a sudden when you was around I wasn’t calling you nothing You ain’t really with the gang So get the fuck from us Fuck from round us, from the ground up Look what we round up No matter the time, I’mma get in my zone Bitch imma sit in my throne I’mma get straight to my goal
We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’ I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’ I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s Countin’ up money I would never front Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts 23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk It ain’t wasnt no big deal Minuscule problems that shit shrunk