goldman sachs
Dirty em up
Whoo
Aye
Used to sleeping on them couches
Now relax
Doubled up with the efforts
And they doubled with attacks
Batting average like I'm Pablo
Like I'm Pablo
Goldman Sachs
From the bae?
Watch the, aye
Watch the tabs
Heard 'em claps
Heard 'em all about reactions from the past
What's the catch?
Word to ends, on sacks
Yo Pierre, won't you come out?
All that playing witta' cast, I'm on cast
It's your first, it's your last
I'm on smoking something good
And I don't pass
You know it's sickening these days
Goldman Sachs
Yeah it's cuts you couldn't handle
Who done? Aye
Who done handed him the axe?
Chasin' tags
Gotta Apple in the hand knowing
Nothing boutta Mac, I'm on max
Ain't no, questions asked
Who's done the job?
Best you, motha' fucka' wear a mask
Used to stepping out
With it, with it
Now I'm walking shit on splash
I'm on task
Need a catch, who need?
Them amends
Best you know
I've never done this shit to go n make some friends
Burn at ends
I'm on Lloyd
I'm on, aye, aye
I'm on Banks
Something should avoid like I'm Floyd
Thanks
You can pray for it lately
You could even say how it ain't safe for me
Baby, I'm on ghost
Word to most, solid on me
Know the dawg
Head out window when we coast
Used to serve them in then
Pack em
Ain't no tennis I'm the host
Cutting close
Word on mans, he's unleashed
Feel like, Martin, I need peace
Couldn't lead it witta' leash
Like I'm Rory
All these hits come out the bunker
Ain't no beach
Aye, aye
You could pray for it lately
You could even say
It's never safe for me baby
Aye
Cutting close
Carrying an extra might detach from it
Whoa
Carrying an extra might detach from it
No
Back up in the city, not impressed
Oh Jerome
Feeling like I'm out here going
Marcus on my own
Yeah
On my
Aye
Used to sleeping on them couches
Just relax
Doubled up with the efforts
And they doubled with attacks
Batting average like I'm Pablo
Like I'm Pablo
Goldman Sachs
From the bae?
Watch the tabs
I'm on
Aye
Heard 'em claps
Heard 'em all about reactions in the past
What's the catch?
Word to ends, I'm on sacks
Yo Pierre, won't you come out?
All that playing, On my cast
I'm on cast
It's your first, it's your last
Whoo
Aye
Used to sleeping on them couches
Now relax
Doubled up with the efforts
And they doubled with attacks
Batting average like I'm Pablo
Like I'm Pablo
Goldman Sachs
From the bae?
Watch the, aye
Watch the tabs
Heard 'em claps
Heard 'em all about reactions from the past
What's the catch?
Word to ends, on sacks
Yo Pierre, won't you come out?
All that playing witta' cast, I'm on cast
It's your first, it's your last
I'm on smoking something good
And I don't pass
You know it's sickening these days
Goldman Sachs
Yeah it's cuts you couldn't handle
Who done? Aye
Who done handed him the axe?
Chasin' tags
Gotta Apple in the hand knowing
Nothing boutta Mac, I'm on max
Ain't no, questions asked
Who's done the job?
Best you, motha' fucka' wear a mask
Used to stepping out
With it, with it
Now I'm walking shit on splash
I'm on task
Need a catch, who need?
Them amends
Best you know
I've never done this shit to go n make some friends
Burn at ends
I'm on Lloyd
I'm on, aye, aye
I'm on Banks
Something should avoid like I'm Floyd
Thanks
You can pray for it lately
You could even say how it ain't safe for me
Baby, I'm on ghost
Word to most, solid on me
Know the dawg
Head out window when we coast
Used to serve them in then
Pack em
Ain't no tennis I'm the host
Cutting close
Word on mans, he's unleashed
Feel like, Martin, I need peace
Couldn't lead it witta' leash
Like I'm Rory
All these hits come out the bunker
Ain't no beach
Aye, aye
You could pray for it lately
You could even say
It's never safe for me baby
Aye
Cutting close
Carrying an extra might detach from it
Whoa
Carrying an extra might detach from it
No
Back up in the city, not impressed
Oh Jerome
Feeling like I'm out here going
Marcus on my own
Yeah
On my
Aye
Used to sleeping on them couches
Just relax
Doubled up with the efforts
And they doubled with attacks
Batting average like I'm Pablo
Like I'm Pablo
Goldman Sachs
From the bae?
Watch the tabs
I'm on
Aye
Heard 'em claps
Heard 'em all about reactions in the past
What's the catch?
Word to ends, I'm on sacks
Yo Pierre, won't you come out?
All that playing, On my cast
I'm on cast
It's your first, it's your last
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