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aftrr! - element2 lyrics
[chorus: aftrr!]
they say that i’m toxic, i don’t give a f_ck
i pull up with a rocket in the backseat of a rover truck
i’m not one for talking, let my choppa sing, you out of luck
whole fit takahashi, undercover, you not one of us (watch this)
in the coupe, the maserati
she ride me like kawasaki
really ricch i feel like roddy
money kage bunshin, uzumaki
i feel like tecca, i did it again
f_ck onna b_tch, hit up her friend
countin my money, count my dividends
smoking exotic straight from j_pan
[verse 1: reef]
lets go dollar for dollar, lets go dollar for dollar
lets go dollar for dollar, lets go dollar for dollar
bruh on the street he [?]
[?] chevy impala
pop that glock like a polo collar
pull up, yeah then after wе catching a body
uh yeah, choppa got kick, uzaaai
[?]
[?] i’m with that pirate, aye ayе
[?]
yeah, oh man god d_mn
just got the word from the plug
scamming lil bro got a dollar for a bro
just hit the k off some dubs
[?]
[chorus: aftrr!]
they say that i’m toxic, i don’t give a f_ck
i pull up with a rocket in the backseat of a rover truck
i’m not one for talking, let my choppa sing, you out of luck
whole fit takahashi, undercover, you not one of us (watch this)
in the coupe, the maserati
she ride me like kawasaki
really ricch i feel like roddy
money kage bunshin, uzumaki
i feel like tecca, i did it again
f_ck onna b_tch, hit up her friend
countin my money, count my dividends
smoking exotic straight from j_pan
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[verse 2: aftrr!]
yeah woah
lets go dolla for dolla
that boy he mad he causing problems
call up the gang, pull out the choppa
walk up in saks, i want some prada
you get no money, you get no guala
your b_tch in my dms she calling me papa
she giving me top in the back of an impala
d_mn, i’m going up but i ain’t change
cuz i got the money, divide with the gang
you not f_ck with us, you not gunrange
that boy he fell off, he gettin no plays
in love with the fame
i got a fn and 9 on my hip
take him off the map like faygo
don’t give a f_ck, f_ck is u talkin about
count up the bucks, now they wanna come around
i’m on the top, i never settle down
f_ck on yo thot, she don’t want me pulling out
mm yeah, i’m in the benz, i’m in the drop top
i’m making money, you making nada
end of the year, you know ima pop off
(nero, is that you nero?)
[chorus: aftrr!]
they say that i’m toxic, i don’t give a f_ck
i pull up with a rocket in the backseat of a rover truck
i’m not one for talking, let my choppa sing, you out of luck
whole fit takahashi, undercover, you not one of us (watch this)
in the coupe, the maserati
she ride me like kawasaki
really ricch i feel like roddy
money kage bunshin, uzumaki
i feel like tecca, i did it again
f_ck onna b_tch, hit up her friend
countin my money, count my dividends
smoking exotic straight from j_pan
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