Listen! - Sped Up
(Let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Yep
I'm sixteen and I made a million
If you cannot talk about money, then listen!
I was counting my racks in the kitchen
Got VETEMENTS over my body and Christians
Call my bros, they be on 'bout some mission
If I made a plan then you better just stick to it
You say you my girl, but you dancing on laps
Lil' bitch, is your motherfuckin' rent due? (Yeah)
I made a mil' and these bitches, they just like to mimic
Got chrome like I came out the matrix
I'm moving around like I'm getting "Fosho, fosho"
She told me, "Hako, you famous"
I'm moving 'round town, I be going up, show for show, I thought I told you I'd make it?
I fucked that bitch in the back of the Bimmer
Lil bitch, she mad 'cause she knows I get riches (Yeah)
Move, and step, got hunnid bands by my side (Hunnid bands by my side)
Move, go back, two's is all I ride (Two's is all I ride)
Fuck then dip, got hunnid rounds by my side
Black or white, like Oreo's, oh my God
I'm sixteen and I made a million
If you cannot talk about money, then listen!
I was counting my racks in the kitchen
Got VETEMENTS over my body and Christians
Call my bros, they be on 'bout some mission
If I made a plan then you better just stick to it
You say you my girl but you dancing on laps
Lil' bitch, is your motherfuckin' rent due?
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Yep
I'm sixteen and I made a million
If you cannot talk about money, then listen!
I was counting my racks in the kitchen
Got VETEMENTS over my body and Christians
Call my bros, they be on 'bout some mission
If I made a plan then you better just stick to it
You say you my girl, but you dancing on laps
Lil' bitch, is your motherfuckin' rent due? (Yeah)
I made a mil' and these bitches, they just like to mimic
Got chrome like I came out the matrix
I'm moving around like I'm getting "Fosho, fosho"
She told me, "Hako, you famous"
I'm moving 'round town, I be going up, show for show, I thought I told you I'd make it?
I fucked that bitch in the back of the Bimmer
Lil bitch, she mad 'cause she knows I get riches (Yeah)
Move, and step, got hunnid bands by my side (Hunnid bands by my side)
Move, go back, two's is all I ride (Two's is all I ride)
Fuck then dip, got hunnid rounds by my side
Black or white, like Oreo's, oh my God
I'm sixteen and I made a million
If you cannot talk about money, then listen!
I was counting my racks in the kitchen
Got VETEMENTS over my body and Christians
Call my bros, they be on 'bout some mission
If I made a plan then you better just stick to it
You say you my girl but you dancing on laps
Lil' bitch, is your motherfuckin' rent due?
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Writer(s): Yusuf Hakan Kiran
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