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• Artiste: bbno$
• Titre: Finally Up
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Uh, uh, uh, uh 30k up on a 30k, up now Waking up in different places Bitch, you don't fuck with my vibe I ain’t talking to lame, where's my homie Ari Starace is? All of my bills, yeah they gotta be blue I apologize if it's racist Thou shall not start it when we’re discussing my p-p-p-p-p-p-p-payments (bbno$) Pay me, bitch I'm in my bag, I'm in your bitch, I'm in my element She educating with that brain, she real intelligent You want that beef, then you gon' get cooked like it's Wellington Now walking, swanging big dick, take a measurement She got too much ass, got me tweaking, check the Fitbit Wrote it on her chest, I ain't talking hieroglyphics You should tape your mouth and go bed 'cause you are chinless Whip lifted, and my rims they spin like fidget Fuck a 360, crankin’ 90 then I add it Baby, I’m that guy, think it's finally time we finally said it Hit ’em with the one, two, yeah I made them call the medic Money on, my money on, money on my name and don't forget it You think I need a bitch? I'm begging for the friend zone I shoot, I never miss, I heard you need a lesson This baby's off the shits, I’m in your girlie's mansion (My bad, my bad, my bad) Yeah Brand new shoes, brand new pants, yes it cost me many bands Your girl just a backup plan, sonny you like man to man Future crib in Catalan Funjob on me, cash at hand How the fuck you always in the gym but you're resistant to these bands? We're all gonna eat like it's morning after Ramadan You should run and duck, 'less you're trying to get Donald on Bands on bands on bands, yeah, this shit really go on and on Boy you love to glaze, yeah, you rolling like a Cinnabon Fuck a 360, crankin' 90 then I add it Baby, I'm that guy, think it's finally time we finally said it Hit 'em with the one, two, yeah I made them call the medic Money on, my money on, money on my name and don't forget it We finally up, we finally up, yeah We finally up, we finally up, yeah We finally up, we finally up, yeah We finally up, we finally up, yeah It's such a pretty day, I'm talking to the walls I'm feeling disconnected, still won't make the call I haven't felt like this since I was young and small If it's all black and white I wonder why I fall Got a brand new chain It's a brand new game Roll day, all my payroll ain't low (Spinning this shit, spinning this shit, spinning this shit) Blow ghost, I ain't playing no Halo (Running that shit, running that shit, running that) Yeah, I'm up real good, and I made them millions, all my fault Swipe my card, I don' think twice, that's how I ball (Swish) Even my money got money, yeah, you ain't money at all (Got no money) In the crib with the boys and the dogs, so you know I ain't taking no call