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kay4our - rear كلمات أغنية

(chorus)
in the stu i’m cooking up i bruin like brinx

loving the money loving what it bring

got that drake on my side like hot line bling

break the bank got money ka ching

i can’t see i’m high like ch_nk

me and my twin locked in like flint

(hook)
get sh_t done i never cared

you can’t say i never cared

took one call i’m always there

and i want me some louis vuitton straight from paris

diamonds on my neck got them carrots

diamonds on my neck got them carrots
and that hoe been round like merry go been around like a ferris wheel

(verse)
and i’m tweaking off them shrooms feel like wes i’m soo still

got them racks to pay thе bills

pour a 4 but i’m not ill

like a promo

so much racks i rock that chrome heart

thеm hoes on me and i know why

she’s a hoe so i’m not no clyde

need me a bonnie

fina fold her like its origami

i’m getting rich get the racks like i’m roddy

mark ruger safety on my body

and i’m one with the time b_tch i came on that timing
talk down then we line you

make your twin flop down right beside you

and i rock round with that steel on my side get you packed like a gyro

(bridge verse)
up in the stu i’m just cooking all day and i told my family we go’n be okay

i be doing different sh_t shift the pack flipping that’s how i’m switching lanes

how that sh_t hid up in my socks moving packs quick feel like kanan

keep my head up and a smile on my face even though the days are rainy

(verse 2)
green green love my bud huh that’s my only buddy

been through to much do not believe in love

they wanna switch and then tell me its love

sn_tch your girl that was your what

and i run sh_t gone corrupt
ya got a switch in my goose don’t duck

double k!ll i double up

k!ll my liver double cup

not my twin its up its stuck

no girl told you i’m jamaican i don’t eat no b_tt

wish i can clip sh_t the why i slide lil b_tch i come in clutch

yes i know i’m too good at this music sh_t i rode the short bus

i catch f_ck boys in my sleep i’m wearing long johns

got your shorty in my sleep she wearing no thongs

stones on my neck that pyrite cuzz i do no wrong

i’m just sit down counting these pure diamonds on my sofa

so pure rock the cross on my neck

getting so geeked blast off like jet

always grateful never fret

and they can’t pass me never let em

i’m not elsa i can’t let go

piece you up like this sh_t legos

she tryna f_ck i’m down like jenga

in the mix i’m down to tango