Precise

歌手: Money Man • 专辑:Epidemic (Deluxe) • 发布时间:2020-08-21
(Taylor Michael, you goin' crazy)
 (Trauma Tone)
 Yeah
 She got that body I like
 Sent her a ticket, now she on a flight
 She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe
 Scammin', made 50K just in one night
 The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice
 When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise
 She wanna mother****in' kick it
 Come on, let's **** in the kitchen
 In the Beverly Center, I'm drippin'
 Yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me
 I'm never naked, I'm keeping a glizzy
 Ballin' just like the 
 She throw it back on me just like a Frisbee
 She throw it back so good, I bought her Fendi
 Come take this Perc' and she gon' show her cleavage
 Took me some plastic just to swipe in Cleveland
 Niggas gon' hate, they even hate the cheesy
 I was just four-fourin' in some Yeezys
 I just copped the  Five-seveN, no kiddin', yeah
 Fastin' all night, I'm dizzy, yeah
 Bae, I just want your kitty, yeah
 I just want mother****in' digits, yeah
 Every strain a nigga burnin' top notch
 Lookin' at the time on the AP bustdown stopwatch
 Nigga, I'm the reason why the block hot
 I done put the Cash App card in every  mailbox
 If I get locked up, I'm runnin' my cell block
 I'ma lay the wood down, I'ma make her bed rock
 I'ma keep twins with me, two FNs with me
 Niggas know I'm stayin' on point 
 Sellin' these  out a house  street city
 I just copped a Lamborghini, I ain't want the 550
 Sold a Q, yeah, the trap five for the nine-fifty
 That is not za on your page, it is not sticky
 You ain't never steal shit, nigga, you are not drillin'
 We ain't worried 'bout his lil' bankroll, we got millions
 We ain't worried 'bout a lil' car that you postin' on the 'Gram, nigga, we just cashed out on two Lams
 Petty-ass nigga tryna show a nigga three grams
 Have my shooter comin' off the bench with a stick like Lou Will, nigga, he the sixth man
 Sent her a ticket, now she on a flight
 She hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe
 Scammin', made 50K just in one night
 The next day, I spent that shit all on some ice
 When I weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise
 She wanna mother****in' kick it
 Come on, let's **** in the kitchen
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