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bikkab – get money 0 fuks كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(iyin [?])
even if they ain’t do sh_t, just say, “thanks” (yeah, yeah)
you could probably not be sh_t, but you gon’ up ranks
don’t leave the paper blank, it’s time to f_cking think (yeah, yeah)
i don’t give f_ck what you think, n_gga, i’m stuffin’ banks (yeah, yeah)
don’t give no f_cks, just do thanksgiving, that bank hitting
i may sin but never same sin again (yeah)

[chorus]
give money don’t give no f_cks (give no f_ck)
keep a pistol tucked (pistol tucked)
save your shake, good luck (yeah)
that power just waiting for us (yeah)
lil’ ho don’t do too much, i like how you make them hips stride (yeah)
big bands, got more then enough, you can get this rich when you don’t give f_cks (yеah)

[verse 1]
all i know is win, alright
stop a p_ssy, i ain’t got no fright
b_tch, stack it up big, big ass heights
yes, being brokе is kryptonite
they tryna say money evil, but i can’t even be scared ’cause i’m too aware
i got glocks, beware
i’ll face off with a bear, n_gga, i swear
gettin’ money anywhere, i’m on some sh_t that can’t compare
i ain’t say my gang was fair
i’m a king, the biggest type of chair
i’m so high that if you’re low, i’m not even there
with his ho, and we connect as easy pair, yeah
[chorus]
give money don’t give no f_cks (give no f_ck)
keep a pistol tucked (tucked)
save your shake, good luck
that power just waiting for us
lil’ ho don’t do too much, i like how you make them hips stride (yeah, yeah)
big bands, got more then enough, you can get this rich when you don’t give f_cks (yeah)

[verse 2]
i don’t dread a thing, it’s interlock
she promote my sh_t on tiktok
but step back, don’t get popped
i done stepped into the top
finna put some diamond rocks up on my momma neck
yeah, b’ finna wake up flexed
big bands, we fool a f_ggot
hit my door, it flyin’ like a jet
b_tch, i’m a god, need to respect
a billion can’t even get my contract
young n_gga, f_ckin’ sh_t up like combat
i ain’t even worried about hoes, they come back
i got the za, yeah, tell her come get that
yeah, i’m the realist and that is the fact
i’m with the gang, we sippin’ on act’
she suckin’ my blood, i call her the drac’ (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
give money don’t give no f_cks (yeah)
keep a pistol tucked (yeah)
save your shake, good luck (yeah)
that power just waiting for us (yeah)
lil’ ho don’t do too much, i like how you make them hips stride (yeah)
big bands, got more then enough, you can get this rich when you don’t give f_cks (yeah)

[verse 3]
wake up and f_ck somethin’ up, hm
wake up on t, so i’m up, hm (yeah)
you don’t like it, just see somethin’ else
you ain’t know this young n_gga do it himself? (yeah)
ha_ha, everyday chase some wealth
huh, prada off of the shelf (yeah)
f_ck a bad b_tch, she is a milf (bank)
breaking the bank, now she need some help (yeah)
throw out yo’ car, my sh_t dif’
kick ass, give me my belt
i move the pack like flash (yeah)
these hoes are now doing digital dash
if they wan’ strip, the money got mass
she wanna strip, she havin’ that ass (yeah)
don’t even talk, you broke as glass
and b_tch, i’m rich as f_ck (yeah)
’cause i don’t give a f_ck
i don’t carry broke, i’m holding riches (uh)
[outro]
yeah

- bikkab

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