Hitbacc (feat. La1Zar)
Yung PRH
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I'ma smoke it all day I don't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' Several people tryna hate But I just be like "F*ck 'em." People jealous of my clothes Fully sold shows Can't stand me All them haters is just ho's Make it rain on the bitch and I'm not even up Got few dollars in my pocket but them shawtys wanna suck I don't wait for my shit, I'ma work, then get it Antidote in my crib, no cap, high on trips, yah Wakin' up in bed, 3 bitches next to me 20 killers 'round my house, tryna make me bleed Jealousy all day, life is like a fairytale Get a knife and rape the day And drive with shit and cash away I could call the cops how I want I could call some thots, They beyond, 27 ballin' like LeBron Got some cars, they fast so allround On trip, United Kingdom and those people gimme pounds I'm the boss, Purple Lambo like Rick Ross I'm a boss and them kiddos doin' Floss They with Glocks and grenades, but that shit is way too old Countin' stacks like CEO's, being numb and feeling cold I'ma smoke it all day I don't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' Several people tryna hate But I just be like "F*ck 'em." People jealous of my clothes Fully sold shows Can't stand me All them haters is just ho's Make it rain on the bitch and I'm not even up Got few dollars in my pocket but them shawtys wanna suck I don't wait for my shit, I'ma work, then get it Antidote in my crib, no cap, high on trips, yah I just told my mom "Sometime I'll be rich." Sometimes, we will fly away, backin' on the peach No more cryin' days 'cause I got ice on my neck But nowadays, don't trust someone 'cause I might get backstabbed Flex, Bugatti Hitbacc, and I might get my wrist back Tryna f*ck with me, but you don't wanna risk that Game is now game over, my crew is in Range Rover Tried to look down on me, but you won't comin' over Rolex shinin' golden, diamonds in the mornin' Bitch don't look at me, so you won't get no warnin' Bitches come with Rollerblades My chains do shine like Golden Lakes My racks are blessings, hold up white 'Cause in my eyes are Dolla $igns I'ma smoke it all day I don't give a f*ck 'bout nothin' Several people tryna hate But I just be like "F*ck 'em." People jealous of my clothes Fully sold shows Can't stand me All them haters is just ho's Make it rain on the bitch and I'm not even up Got few dollars in my pocket but them shawtys wanna suck I don't wait for my shit, I'ma work, then get it Antidote in my crib, no cap, high on trips, yah
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Written by: Paul Hofmeister, Tobias Hofmeister, Yung PRH
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