| Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh
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| I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer
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| Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
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| Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh
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| Big money on my schedule, yeah
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| Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy
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| Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
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| You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah
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| Big racks stuffed in my Ksubi jeans (Yeah)
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| Big clips gotta make a movie scene (Frrt)
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| Real diamonds swimming in my jewelry
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| Nigga talk down but don’t even know me, uh
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| Bitches wanna fuck, we gon' keep it lowkey, uh
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| Bitch, I hot as fuck, man, I feel like Smokey, uh
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| She gon' hit that blunt, put that pussy on me
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| I just iced my neck and wrist and flood my whole team
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| Yeah, my whole team
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| Down to ride by any means
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| All these niggas fake, I swear they gotta envy me
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| But I’m balling on these niggas, I feel like a MVP
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| Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh (You dig, you dig)
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| I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer (Dig, dig)
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| Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
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| Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh (Brrt)
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| Big money on my schedule, yeah (Yeah)
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| Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy
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| Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
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| You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah
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| (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
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| Big body, swerving me (Yeah)
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| Put a bitch on my team (Yeah, yeah)
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| Then put a bitch on the street (Yeah)
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| Put up thirty K in my teeth (Yeah, yeah, you dig)
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| SK went up at y’all, G (You dig)
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| AK get 'em up on G, no cap, snapback (Slatt)
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| And when I’m in the cut no charge
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| Her mans say black hat, Rich Gang, long live BTY (Slatt, slatt)
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| Fiji my necklace no tap but I heard all your calls (You dig, you dig)
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| And I take Percs, Xans, still stand, I don’t think I never fall (You dig)
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| And I meant what I say I meant balling with no roof, uh (You dig)
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| We above the rim every time that we shoot
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| And I don’t ever miss but it’s still a brick on the shoes
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| Main bitch rock a diamond hoop
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| Whisper in her ear, I’m tryna fuse, uh, uh
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| Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh
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| I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer
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| Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
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| Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh
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| Big money on my schedule, yeah
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| Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy
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| Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
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| You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nocturnal Eclipse , by - Fijimacintosh. Song from the album Satellite Crash, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп