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tyree (christian rapper) - 401k remix كلمات الأغنية

[intro: whatuprg]

yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
ooh, ooh, ooh

[chorus: tyree, whatuprg]

401k, baby (yeah, yeah)
throw that in my savings
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (nah)
my homies be on the soul (yeah)
stack it rich until i’m gone
young boy goin’ poster
401k, baby (401k, baby)
401k, baby (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, boom!)
(woo) 401k, baby
(yeah, ok) throw that in my savings
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (nah)
my homies be on the soul (yeah)
stack until it reach the solar
young boy goin’ poster

[verse 1: 1k phew]

aye, got the hammer
now it’s game time (yeah, game time)
1kf is not a gang sign (huh, what?)
huh (yeah, it is)
never mind
it’s a game sign (yeah, game sign)
’cause i got soldiers on the mainline
walkin’ with it in the daytime
’cause we in the building
and we never leavin’ like we stayin’ the night
i know we got ’em lookin’ all around
started cookin’, now we stirrin’ it right
hit yo’ city when i get off the flight
bunch of haters tryna get in my sight
it don’t matter if you black or you white
i’ma need some credit if you listen to mike
(yeah, yeah) huh, 401k, baby
(yeah, yeah) huh, yeah, i’m straight on you, miss, lately
ain’t no bringin’ you along, little baby (yeah)
i don’t know what you be on, little baby (yeah)
there’s so many people wrong, little baby (yeah, phew!)
yeah

[chorus: whatuprg, tyree]

401k, baby (yeah, yeah)
throw that in my savings (in my savings!)
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (nah)
my homies be on the soul (yeah)
stack until it reach the solar
young boy goin’ poster (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
401k, baby (yeah)
throw that in my savings (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (401k, ok)
my homies be on the soul (401k, ok)
stack until it reach the solar (401k, ok)
young boy goin’ poster (401k, ok)

[verse 2: tyree]

i got crib shaped in gold, boy
i get it like trinidad james
you hustle fo’ rich and i cannot go with you
you live off that minimum wage
that stuff won’t fit in yo’ grave
but it be left behind like it’s nicolas cage (skrt, skrt)
[?]
but it sound like i don’t got a minute to waste (yeah, yeah, yeah)
big guac
ballin’ with the gang, no kickoff
gotta run it up, stay fit, dawg
i ain’t gotta wait, can’t rick ross, slide ’cause i drip sauce (drip, drip)
whip with the wrist, i’m dd (i’m dd)
trust me, i’d love to keke (you gon’ ride)
look at a boat ’cause i’m free (’cause i’m free)
up in the cut with the heat (yeah)
paid by the interest (pay it!)
could never present it, i’m way too indebted
and now you see christ got my interest (christ got my interest)
forever repented, forever i’m livin’
and now you see i’ma give my life back (yeah, yeah)
’cause heaven’s where my sight is at (yeah, yeah)
and i’ma make it count
my acts gon’ count it up till i cash that

[chorus: whatuprg]

401k, baby (yeah, yeah)
throw that in my savings (in my savings!)
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (nah)
my homies be on the soul (yeah)
stack until it reach the solar
young boy goin’ poster (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
401k, baby (yeah, yeah)
throw that in my savings (throw it, throw it)
i ain’t livin’ fo’ the moment (nah)
my homies be on the soul (yeah)
stack until it reach the solar
young boy goin’ poster (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

- tyree christian rapper

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