Prana
Celebrating the wins
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
I do it
Like Big Sean and G.O.O.D. music
Prepped up, and im suited
Run the game, became a student
Girl you foolish, the cutest
Your head game dumb it's stupid
You hate clothes, you're a nudist
It depends on what your mood is
Brought like 10k and blew it
We pickin' and we choosin'
Had to speed off at the light
Ducking 1 time, say dueces
Genius mind, I do this
I don't talk
I show and prove it
You're wavelength ain't on point
My advice is you should tune it
On the road to the top
You can hear my exhaust
Would you still pay the price?
If you knew how much it cost
She tell me "don't worry"
Just undo her bra
Gave me green light
And she yelling "don't stop"
Celebrating the wins
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
Pour up the drank
We can roll the marijuana, too
No I never had shit
Bossed up and did what I had to do
Mixing grit with devotion, ambition
That'll do
Recipe of a champion
Meal for gratidude
Lately now more than ever
They say "i'm proud of you"
Not only just theories
I also had the proof
She gave me the box
And it's sweet as passion fruit
Now my outfit at minimum
Cost a rack or two
Presidential Rolex
I'm politically correct
Stackin' all of this bread
So I can go buy some baguettes
Just me and the money
Show it love and I caress
Show love to my baby
Just don't fuck up an be my ex
Celebrating the wins
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
I do it
Like Big Sean and G.O.O.D. music
Prepped up, and im suited
Run the game, became a student
Girl you foolish, the cutest
Your head game dumb it's stupid
You hate clothes, you're a nudist
It depends on what your mood is
Brought like 10k and blew it
We pickin' and we choosin'
Had to speed off at the light
Ducking 1 time, say dueces
Genius mind, I do this
I don't talk
I show and prove it
You're wavelength ain't on point
My advice is you should tune it
On the road to the top
You can hear my exhaust
Would you still pay the price?
If you knew how much it cost
She tell me "don't worry"
Just undo her bra
Gave me green light
And she yelling "don't stop"
Celebrating the wins
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
Pour up the drank
We can roll the marijuana, too
No I never had shit
Bossed up and did what I had to do
Mixing grit with devotion, ambition
That'll do
Recipe of a champion
Meal for gratidude
Lately now more than ever
They say "i'm proud of you"
Not only just theories
I also had the proof
She gave me the box
And it's sweet as passion fruit
Now my outfit at minimum
Cost a rack or two
Presidential Rolex
I'm politically correct
Stackin' all of this bread
So I can go buy some baguettes
Just me and the money
Show it love and I caress
Show love to my baby
Just don't fuck up an be my ex
Celebrating the wins
Got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough
Know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body
That'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another
Take my name and my number
With the money came the drama
And the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth
I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, i'm spending money
Like an NBA baller
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
I'm so englightened
My vibration goin' up
With the prana
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Writer(s): Billy Garcia
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