| Ring ring, since I’m getting money I’m the in thing
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| Bling bling, diamonds on my Rolly got me squinting
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| Six figure nigga I’m balling I call it dribbling
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| Imma put on all of my brothers, word to my siblings
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| Wait. |
| If you’re getting money let me hear you shout pace!
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| Im the type of nigga take your missus on a date
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| Thought it was a rental when they seen a new plate
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| Screaming ‘Lotto to the world' there ain’t nothing to debate
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don
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| Yea
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| What’s your favourite colour' let me think G
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| I got a thing for pinkies
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| Never been red eye, I ain’t preeing what you’re stacking
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| When I was first rocking chains half you niggas weren’t rapping
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| Cruising through the city with an O on me, in an Addison Lee and I got Notes on
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| me
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| And you were popping that was me, now I’m a young OG
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| Shorty Swing My Way, K.P. |
| and Envyi
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| Ay yaya hehe
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| Red leathers in the coupe, wanna slide with me?
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| Hit the Caribbean, take a flight with me
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| Won’t cost you a penny spending time with me, see
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| Ay yaya hehe
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| When you’re making money make a Nigga wan pree
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| Started with a fiver, never had a lyca
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| How you make your money man, I’m just an MC
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| Everybody wanna swing my way
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| 'Cos they heard I got a banger
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| I used to call up Lexi, Alisha and Paige
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| And they never used to answer
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| And now they wanna roll with a squad like mine
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| Oh follow nah nah nah
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| And now they wanna phone up my main line
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| Oh follow nah nah nah
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| You ain’t making money like…
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| I have some new riddims, new lyrics
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| Some finished, abusing it
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| Im bruising it, amusing it
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| But Ive only been in the game for two minutes
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| Peng ting called Madison
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| You just need to hop out the Addison Lee
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| And we could spend nights up in Raddison
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| That’s not my bae man, that’s my G, G
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| What you sayin? |
| Broke boy what you sayin?
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| You got old money that’s Nando
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| I’m peri-tay mar, youre plain
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| Chicken, I’m winning
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| Snooze now, you losing
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| And couple Niggas always wanna try it
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| Didn’t she really know we got the ting
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| Everybody wanna swing my way
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| 'Cos they heard I got a banger
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| I used to call up Lexi, Alisha and Paige
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| And they never used to answer
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| And now they wanna roll with a squad like mine
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| Oh follow nah nah nah
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| And now they wanna phone up my main line
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| Oh follow nah nah nah
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don, no don, no don, no don
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| You ain’t making money like we
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| No don, no don |