| Money one the table, Killas in the cut
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| I ain’t working out, but they pushing up
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| I was staying down. |
| They was switching up
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| As I look around. |
| I don’t know what’s up
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| They just putting on, They ain’t real as us
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| Yea it took a while. |
| Now I got it up
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| Two pretty bitches. |
| I can Double Dutch
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| Knock it out the park. |
| Tell em batter up
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| Big speaker do what ya can’t,
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| 5 million all 100's I shut down the bank
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| You know I’m up in the rank
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| Talking shit behind the wall get hit with a shank
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| My nigga and dem in that field
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| Gun ya ass down for real. |
| This is not a prank.
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| Water on me, Fish tank.
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| Sippin drank erase the problems
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| My mind go blank
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| Every week my bitch want a new purse
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| 100 racks could’ve gave her a verse
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| I wish I would’ve thought of that first
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| Count this for me I put her to work
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| Red on red in a Vette 2020
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| Skinny jeans BGE on my hoodie
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| So much money I forgot where I put it
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| Now it costs ya six figures to book me
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| They don’t wanna see me up but I done came so far
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| Big boy Rolls Royce truck in traffic I bogard.
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| Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both arms
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| Couldn’t choose I don’t live by the rules so I bust down both of em
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| They don’t wanna see me up but I done came so far
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| Big boy Rolls Royce truck in traffic I bogard.
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| Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both arms
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| Couldn’t choose I don’t live by the rules so I bust down both of em
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| Blrrrdd
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| Snot on the Cartier watch. |
| Boogers falling out the bezel.
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| I’ll wear it wherever. |
| These niggas know I’m a devil
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| I’m a certified stepper. |
| I’m slanging that metal
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| Bread Gang chain vanilla. |
| White gold white toes and my bitches yells
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| Slid on their block in a Jetta. |
| We ain’t toting no Baretta. |
| 100 shots or better
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| Big homie 30 I’m proper. |
| Yea I’m covered in this ice but I’m hot as lava.
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| Hit his ass with the chopper He’ll never see a doctor
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| Them hittas done popped em
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| Cover my bitches in Prada. |
| They’ll never see Chanel. |
| That shit for my momma.
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| You pull up then you a goner. |
| I ain’t never sent a threat. |
| That shit there a
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| Promise
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| Fitted hat, fitted jeans. |
| Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. |
| Leveled up.
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| Smash for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
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| Glock 26 in my ethika
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| Fitted hat, fitted jeans. |
| Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. |
| Leveled up.
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| Smash for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
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| Glock 26 in my ethika |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boffum , by - Moneybagg Yo. Song from the album Time Served, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп