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Yeah, what is that you saying? What you talking 'bout?
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
Imma go get me some bands
I don't need no friends 'cause all of them bland, yeah
Diamonds gon' drip off my hands
I thought we were twins til' you got a man, damn
Looking through Cartier lens
I filter the fans through all of the scams, yeah
Sucking my dick wit' no hands
I told her to swallow that shit 'cause I'm popping off
Uh, I always knew she a cheater, that little hoe, you can keep her
Yeah, there's one thing I'll tell you about her, that little hoe she a eater
Uh, I'm up in this big body truck, we call this shit jeepers no creepers
Uh, I black out the whip, I nickname it quick, I call it grim reaper
Yeah, what is that you saying? What you talking 'bout?
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
I got all these demons up inside the trunk
Yeah, they banging on the windows, turn the speakers up
All these monsters creeping on me, call it monster truck
Why you looking money hungry, call you Dracula
What is all that shit talk I been hearing now
I don't wanna hear my name coming out from your mouth
Come and try to ride my wave you do nothing but drown
So I suggest that you stay in your own lane for now
(Your own lane for now)
Yeah, what is that you saying? What you talking 'bout?
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
Imma go get me some bands
I don't need no friends 'cause all of them bland, yeah
Diamonds gon' drip off my hands
I thought we were twins til' you got a man, damn
Looking through Cartier lens
I filter the fans through all of the scams, yeah
Sucking my dick wit' no hands
I told her to swallow that shit 'cause I'm popping off
Uh, I always knew she a cheater, that little hoe, you can keep her
Yeah, there's one thing I'll tell you about her, that little hoe she a eater
Uh, I'm up in this big body truck, we call this shit jeepers no creepers
Uh, I black out the whip, I nickname it quick, I call it grim reaper
What is all that shit talk I been hearing now
I don't wanna hear my name coming out from your mouth
Come and try to ride my wave you do nothing but drown
So I suggest that you stay in your own lane for now
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
Imma go get me some bands
I don't need no friends 'cause all of them bland, yeah
Diamonds gon' drip off my hands
I thought we were twins til' you got a man, damn
Looking through Cartier lens
I filter the fans through all of the scams, yeah
Sucking my dick wit' no hands
I told her to swallow that shit 'cause I'm popping off
Uh, I always knew she a cheater, that little hoe, you can keep her
Yeah, there's one thing I'll tell you about her, that little hoe she a eater
Uh, I'm up in this big body truck, we call this shit jeepers no creepers
Uh, I black out the whip, I nickname it quick, I call it grim reaper
Yeah, what is that you saying? What you talking 'bout?
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
I got all these demons up inside the trunk
Yeah, they banging on the windows, turn the speakers up
All these monsters creeping on me, call it monster truck
Why you looking money hungry, call you Dracula
What is all that shit talk I been hearing now
I don't wanna hear my name coming out from your mouth
Come and try to ride my wave you do nothing but drown
So I suggest that you stay in your own lane for now
(Your own lane for now)
Yeah, what is that you saying? What you talking 'bout?
Hating on my name, pull yo' money out
I don't need the fame, I want my money now (I want my money now)
Imma go get me some bands
I don't need no friends 'cause all of them bland, yeah
Diamonds gon' drip off my hands
I thought we were twins til' you got a man, damn
Looking through Cartier lens
I filter the fans through all of the scams, yeah
Sucking my dick wit' no hands
I told her to swallow that shit 'cause I'm popping off
Uh, I always knew she a cheater, that little hoe, you can keep her
Yeah, there's one thing I'll tell you about her, that little hoe she a eater
Uh, I'm up in this big body truck, we call this shit jeepers no creepers
Uh, I black out the whip, I nickname it quick, I call it grim reaper
What is all that shit talk I been hearing now
I don't wanna hear my name coming out from your mouth
Come and try to ride my wave you do nothing but drown
So I suggest that you stay in your own lane for now
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Writer(s): Michael Neer
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