Lyrics:
Don't I smell like money
Walking out the trap, don't I smell like money
Walking up in Gucci, don't I smell like money
I got bands on me, don't I
Violão no trap é bom
Cê sabe o quê que é don
Curte essa vibe e não liga
Pro hype nigga
Vem se envolver no som
Quero levar ela pra tomar um Chandon
MD na
Trust in me, baby, give me time, gimme time, um gimme time
I heard somebody say, oh, "The older the grape
Sweeter the wine, sweeter the wine"
(Give me a call whenever you get a chance
I just tried calling you like twice, but um
I don't know it keeps going to voicemail so
When you get this
Don't know about you, but this nigga real
In any hood I'm connecting them M's
A.T.X riding around on 4 wheelers Surrounded by Killers
Made a promise
to express himself through hip hop music, um I have a lot of different
I, I do a lot of variations, I don't just stick to one style, I think that's very
Ima take em one by one yeah I don’t need no help
Why y’all always rap about a god dang price tag
Why can’t you think of something else
It’s really
There was a time in my life I was in a dark place in my life
Um, I felt like no one loved me
I felt like I was bad for everyone I-I just made their
on the grind no sleep
Told um all I need is one shot
Hand on the trigger gone squeeze
Bang
All I do is give it my all
Lay it on the line no leash
Hustle run
think DaBaby is good?
Well I am- I got all the DaBabies cause
'Cause I don't use protection, um
You should
And I don't- I don't have intercourse 'cause
gimmie head
Feed um lead told um that boy dead he don't feel the air
I don't care any nigga dare he can disappear
Ima dog really tryna ball but I fuck it
using Don Cannon beats
To boom chapping chapping away
That's what auntie Melvin would say
Fruity loops was a mystery
Lucky um on the case
It was 2008
salt in their wounds
Vengefully shitting on um
With the doubts I've consumed
They assumed I'd pack it up
And back it up like a hard drive
Aint relyin
Summer is here so is our goodbye
Still don't know why I can be this blind
You can tell me to be by your side
I can go with you, leave ‘em all behind
But I
yeah, okay
So, um, first of all, thank
Ha ha ha, it seems like we don't have any more time for that
You know, you're just gonna have to listen to the EP
the fuck you not checking up on me?( They gon try when I'm dead)
Cause what the fuck, I guess I'm not ever good enough,
Always by myself, you don't ever do
Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Word up
Good shit, nigga (I guess we
Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Word up
Good shit, nigga (I guess we
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
thinkin' of me, be my part time loverr..
Me I'm gon' do my thang, so you can go do your thang
You wanna fuck 'um it's aight with me, be my part time loverr..
yeah, um, thank you
For helping me realize I can't rely on a girl to get me through the night
Yeah, thank you
For helping me see the true you, just by
ice
e don perrier
ba-by mi-ma-da
conta meu cachê
racks no meu bolso
eu to na tv
por-to ma-lo-te
na audi tt
co-po com ice
e don perrier
ba-by
Ace
You hatin' cause you see me up now (See me up now)
I don't trust anyone, i'd rather be all alone
I'd rather be all alone (Yeah, i'd rather be all
Ooh-um
I get it darling you are getting cold
You had it steady it was on the road
You're ridin' so dirty, dirty and fast but
You're goin' three
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