Lyrics

Elevated, elevated prod Essie Gang, Essie Elev- Elevated prod Let's go My tune came on and you Banged it out (bang), banged it out (bang) banged it out Don't lie (banged it out, don't try) Boys here never switch side (switch side) Don't worry 'bout me, fam I've been the guy (mm yah) That's why your girl came and I Beat her out, beat her out, don't cry (don't cry) Only got the real niggas on sight Couple niggas that I don't like Fuck them I don't chat shit or mislead, never I took it pass and choose degrees Yeah in disbelief I turned 2D money into 3D (stack) Got time for my sched (yeah) Way too fast for a delay (too fast) Know that she has to come correct I have to launch her and it's speed collect (skrr-skrr) Your mom said look at him stacking While you're fully napping while you could've been backing In your dreams you can catch him Cause he's so close I already overlapped him (two times, three times) Splash with the flow Jon with the snow Zeus with the lightning (ching, ching) I don't chat to my label, I just get my check in writing songs (money, money) When I walk round I take order like lean no carbs no fear (never) But you can never stick it on me (no) The pressure (yeah), the pressure (yeah) But I turned it around, had too flick that script (flip) Move quick, move quick (move quick) Saw that money and I dip (dip), saw that money and I De-de-deep down, don't watch the receipt coming out off the till Yeah I grab the bill (bill) Don't watch the receipt coming out off the till Yeah I grab the bill (bill) E probably like D double E still man I grab that bill (that bill) Money dance like I'm too free (too, free) Five bills in the shades and I can't even see (okay) I'm leaning, I'm leaning Them man alert man I can't even see (okay) I'm preeing, I'm preeing Essie Gang we're in a distant league Can't test me and my team 18 and I'm clear boy And you heard my tune and I know that you Banged it out (bang), banged it out (bang) banged it out Don't lie (I banged it, banged it) Elevated always get it right (get it right) Don't worry 'bout me, fam I've been the guy (mm yah) That's why your girl came and I Beat her out, beat her out, don't cry (don't cry) Only got the real niggas on sight Couple niggas that I don't like Don't like
Writer(s): Octavian Kpokoua, Jonathan Olorunfemi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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