COLUMBIA
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Lyrics
I'm a five star - with a big bag I've been gettin' big cake so they big mad If the offer looking decent, tell 'em, "Hit Brad" But if it's not enough digits, don't send that Twenty years young, thinkin' 'bout a bankroll Been a minute since they had me on the payroll Still stackin' paper never was the main goal I been writing since my doppelganger dropped peso Never stoppin', tell the club haters they should lay low Task force - get you bodied, what you play for? Cult following, they attacking if we say so Been wildin', my tongue shootin' like a Draco Kung Pao chicken eatin' but I got space so Serve me up a side of the bread with the queso Bandman head full of dreads with the halo Hit yo' momma spot and put his shoes on her table West side -, what's the catch, what's your angle? Watch a - feet leave the floor, Criss Angel Rip the - beak off the stork in the middle of New York Then I make a quick bag off the cradle I'm a nasty -, I read well You can never catch me -, the speed real Michael Jackson Pepsi sippin', I'm hot headed Wish a - would test me, promise he won't heal And my neck too clean, got a head on me I got A.D.D., I ain't playing with 'em She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team Wanna put it on me, I ain't playin' with 'em Her mouth, her neck, her back My whip, my hip, my dash My lip too slick, my bad My -, go schiz', you mad And my neck too clean, got a head on me I got A.D.D., I ain't playing with 'em She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team Wanna put it on me, I ain't playin' with 'em Her mouth, her neck, her back My whip, my hip, my dash My lip too slick, my bad My -, go schiz', so fast I'm sorry for screaming A deer in the sky where the angels are beamin' The lights in the eyes, positivity gleaming She must be mine, she swallowed the semen Her dad don't like me, face to cement Sorry papa dear, got her butt to ceiling You hate me -, it's a mutual feelin' They gon' pay Jody for rappin' Benji for singin' and Baby for cappin' They gon' pay - for trappin' Manny for shootin', and Jamie for blastin' They gon' pay AG for moving Making a movement, you know how we do it My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad And my neck too clean, got a head on me I got A.D.D., I ain't playing with 'em She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team Wanna put it on me, I ain't playin' with 'em Her mouth, her neck, her back My whip, my hip, my dash My lip too slick, my bad My -, go schiz', you mad And my neck too clean, got a head on me I got A.D.D., I ain't playing with 'em She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team Wanna put it on me, I ain't playin' with 'em Her mouth, her neck, her back My whip, my hip, my dash My lip too slick, my bad My -, go schiz', so fast
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:07
- Key
- 10
- Tempo
- 114 BPM