Lyrics

Let me get them (TurnmeupYC) Ain't got the same vision these here Cartier's My T.I.M.E. I'v been counting my days Twisting up lala I'm floating like Blain Got a little thing for them big body frames Spinning the block got them tucking they chain State jumping and thumping they screaming my name Say we rapping the same but our hoes not the same And our bands not the same I be running things Been fucking them up like I was Tay Kieth Want a freestyle tell them style ain't free Got this shit buzzing start charging a fee Make her beat box where u cuddle and sleep Chasing my dreams thought I signed to Meek Learn nothing less when you come from the street Cochi on me give her back to the streets Use to want to be them Now they want to be me She call me her lil baby Landed in Houston I'm mixing the sprite Johnny's gold butters that shit that I like Adapt or you parish do it for blue stripes Do it for the fam they do it for the hype Ain't call me Dinero she call me Delight Can't be mediocre make shit come to life Half one rolled up I'm about to ignite Sailors out like the navy Out for the bag you stuck in your city Model bitch with me my stash in her tittys I'm on jet fuel and I'll never run empty Keep it a thow-wow don't fuck with too many Masked before covid I spilt up 4 chevy's There's Leslie and Lexi and Becky and Jenny See you get money they start to get friendly Man I dont give a fuck how he getting money I ain't ever stress or trip on someone getting money If he get it he got it he good Don't worry about the next guy Get your bag little homie Wake up thank God get the money repeat Working grave yard all they counting is sheep Eating these rappers like I'm about to feast I got that iron that put you at ease Walk in the building they begging me "please" Thought it was a hold up she dropped to her knees Need the crumbs of the bread every slice of the cheese Then I run it back home like I play for the league Been fucking them up like I was Tay Kieth Want a freestyle tell them style ain't free Got this shit buzzing start charging a fee Make her beat box where u cuddle and sleep Chasing my dreams thought I signed to Meek Learn nothing less when you come from the street Cochi on me give her back to the streets Use to want to be them Now they want to be me
Writer(s): Stephen Beltran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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