Ferrari Music
Leave the crib without it
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Gang signs in your pictures tell me is you really bout it
Never show my moves I just do it really silent
Don't come around our money cause we get really violent
You can't reach my phone took a vacay to the islands
Leave the crib without it nigga
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Asked why love me she said PJ you the man
I prayed the same night but god told me she just a fan
Certified best we don't even have to vote
Shit is working out so I gotta stay calm
Got a call saying shawty need a date
I don't dance so i told her that I'm gonna skip prom
I know fake niggas like i know my own palm
Give that nigga flashbacks like he in vietnam
Twenty twenty three dropping bombs napalm
Top floor
Beating on my chest king kong
It's friday
Shawty got them see through thongs
Cash Money P man I really love your songs
And Cash Money all my girls always sing along
Leave the crib without it
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Gang signs in your pictures tell me is you bout it
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Gang signs in your pictures tell me is you really bout it
Never show my moves I just do it really silent
Don't come around our money cause we get really violent
You can't reach my phone took a vacay to the islands
Leave the crib without it nigga
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Asked why love me she said PJ you the man
I prayed the same night but god told me she just a fan
Certified best we don't even have to vote
Shit is working out so I gotta stay calm
Got a call saying shawty need a date
I don't dance so i told her that I'm gonna skip prom
I know fake niggas like i know my own palm
Give that nigga flashbacks like he in vietnam
Twenty twenty three dropping bombs napalm
Top floor
Beating on my chest king kong
It's friday
Shawty got them see through thongs
Cash Money P man I really love your songs
And Cash Money all my girls always sing along
Leave the crib without it
Yea i doubt it
It's money over fame cause we started from the bottom
A bag for a show and I aint leaving here without it
It's time to go up cause the bottom getting crowded
Gang signs in your pictures tell me is you bout it
Credits
Writer(s): Panashe Kauhanen
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