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• Artiste: Larry June
• Titre: Organic Tokens
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And bitch, everything I do one-hun-dun, you know I mean? Bounced out that four-door mufuckin’ spaceship You know I mean? Drinkin’ the mufuckin’ green juice, you know I mean? Regular shit Numbers Cardo, what’s hannin’? And bitch, I’m gon’ do numbers, you know I mean? Sun’ slight Ayy, ayy, ayy Full tank only when I hit the gas station “Larry, what you doin?” Bitch, I’m bag-chasin’ Gamed up, I can lace you Eatin’ on Hibachi with a bitch named Rachel Usually, crucially, this trap shit ain’t new to me I beat that kitty so good, she got used to me I got hoes in Beverly Bitch, I’m not settlin’ Juice with the celery Ten in the magazine Off to the motherfuckin’ rich The bitch that I wanted hit me up, so I’m lit Baby, how you doin’? I’m too legit to quit Million-dollar homes, she gon’ choose up quick Bitch, I ain’t stoppin’ .405 rocket Cardo had the chopper AMG mobbin’ New sock rockin’ You be clique-hoppin’ I be Steve Jobbin’ Mackin’ on a bopper Numbers First off, I don’t owe a nigga shit (Nigga shit) Run it up, take a chance, get rich (Get rich) Slidin’ back to back in ‘em thangs (In ‘em thangs) I’m just a young nigga gettin’ paid (Gettin’ paid) Drop top (Drop top) I’m feelin’ good (I’m feelin’ good) Alkaline water, bust another joog (Bust another joog) Runnin’ up a motherfuckin’ bag (A bag) That’s prolly why you niggas so mad (So mad) Bitch, I’m all about a token (A token) D's in my watch gotta open Wait ‘til the bitch see the crib (See the crib) I’m a trap nigga, all I know is win (Nigga, win) I’ma get it by any means (Means) This rented, nigga, I spent three (Ooh, three) My teeth white, so bitch, I’m smilin’ (Smilin’) Two ropes on a white tee, bitch, I’m stylin’ (Stylin’) I like bitches from Brentwood (Brentwood) Oakland, ‘Frisco, to Inglewood (Inglewood) You niggas know I’m never fallin’ off (Never, never, never) Gettin’ neck in the loft, give a fuck ‘bout the cost (Cost) It’s 4 in the mornin’, and I’m wide awake (Wide awake) Can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout makin’ this cake (Makin’ this cake) Play after play (Play after play) Blue after blue (Blue after blue) Coupe after coupe make the stress reduce (Stress reduce) First off, I don’t owe a nigga shit (Nigga shit) Run it up, take a chance, get rich (Get rich) Slidin’ back to back in ‘em thangs (In ‘em thangs) I’m just a young nigga gettin’ paid (Gettin’ paid) Drop top (Drop top) I’m feelin’ good (I’m feelin’ good) Alkaline water, bust another joog (Bust another joog) Runnin’ up a motherfuckin’ bag (A bag) That’s prolly why you niggas so mad (So mad)