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• Artiste: Aminé
• Titre: Wingz
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Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too Red Bull sippin' with Vodka juice She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce Not on my roster, but she my recruit Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom) Fuck with me, it's a money way Never took an L, feel like money made I'm servin' looks since servin' base They gon' push it back when I'm runnin' late The girl is mine I'm tied, but I'm gettin' dollar signs Backseat head on the driver's side My rating on my Nobu would never be five, yeah Rockin' all black, CDG on my back Dr. Umar would be proud of my ass Literally put my city on the map I feel like I'm Gucci without all the straps Stick to the facts, I do not cap Watchin' her—, makin' it clap Yeah, that's my stink Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too Red Bull sippin' with Vodka juice She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce Not on my roster, but she my recruit Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom) Ha-ha, the rent will wait I'm beatin' it up like a 808 Thank God I can rap, can't do NBA Real nigga get money like T.D. Jakes I'm Dirty Mackin' like Hussein I took his bitch, that's the ball game It's a cold, cold world like Jermaine Me and John got babies in Brisbane (True) And I smoke my weed by the pound (Yeah) Bumpin' JAY-Z with the top down (Yeah) Ridin' 'round my town with a crown (Uh-huh) Am I rain? Am I thunder? But like three, I keep umbrella I'm off two tabs at Coachella Cryin' as Jake Paul with my fellas, true Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too Red Bull sippin' with Vodka juice She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce Not on my roster, but she my recruit Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom) They tellin' me to come to Brazil (They are) I might fuck 'round and just might come to Brazil (I might) Shawty beg me [?] off a pill (She do) And sip this gin for my bitch, that's my stink Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true Huh, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah)