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Bored As Hell
I be plotting onnat money
Im chillin at da crib
Oh Yuh I be Bored as hell
All dese niggas they really be talking dat shit how I live
I tell

yea, Back in high school)
Back in high school I wanted you but you flexed on me
I got no choice, I had to go and go get money
I'm the coldest

Get in and Get Out
By: Luvinnia Flowers

Chyeah

True

They gone have to open up, ugh huh
They gone have to let me in, chyeah

Yeah
mmm

I roll up Im feelin like god
She want me but I dont feel her
She wanna' take all my money but nah
You and me will last forever reckless and young

Im

You now witnessing the god go head thank the lord
Beats by Slimer know the boy be going hard
Left a bloody murder crime about to be charged
Headed

dropping ashes
And I'm believing in myself until I'm mad rich
It ain't no problem tryna change just don't let money get to changing you
Doing it by myself

slacking always packing in this hoe
I got the beam by my side you gon' see it when I blow
Fuck your team I'm outside and I'm chilling with my crew
I've been

Riso
Fine girl put in on me
I no be Rema so no do me corny
You be joker but your shit no funny
She want my money she go call me honey

I say Fine

damn time, now you're angry (G-L-A)
You got some nerve, how the fuck can you come at me bitch
Nigga please
Get the bag by any means
We a 3 man team

more money na
More money
Brother me I no won settle for less everyday by day man working for
More money
I no want stress anybody
Anything I won buy me I

me food
Please give me foood
And she wan pull up to my house by two
She wan pull up oooh
Money nor Dey wetin I go do
E nor Dey ahh
E nor Dey ahh
I

edition
Born with the king of the jungle intuition
Next up nigga I ain't gotta repeat it
Money on my mind like a crack fiend need it, huh
Filet mignon we

All our favourites
Playing on our playlist
Oh it's what we've got in common at least
The sun is strong
It's now older by a year
When I saw you, you

(Chop, Chop)
Look I can take you to the top shorty you just gotta pay attention
You know I'm nothing like that other nigga
We surrounded by lollipops

trynna get at me
I go where the cash be
Shitting on all the bitches who passed me
I just want the money fuck a rap beef
All that shit fugazee if you ask me

gotta a Patek on the way
Drive-by gang 47-AK
I got bands on the way
I got fans on the way
I got fame fortune money opps pain on the way
Cannot wipe em

Money counter go
Make the money counter
I make the money counter
Cant check my next move
Guarantee it got a poker face
Turned down another show
They

me out, just one thing
Time's run fast and if aint quick you feelin sad
Go get some money that's the trick
Yea
Stackin wins I take no losses
Grew up

stay in your place
Took your girl 'cause she wanted a taste
We smokin' weed by the pound, I'm the king, I'm needin' my crown
My money tall like trees in

Big America filling my head with hysteria
Big America never wanna spread the money
Big America what's your agenda
Sit and listen while we seeing

0-0 yes
Saving them white kicks till after the winter ends
Hit on by white chicks whenever I leave the ends
Five years ahead whenever I set trends
Y'all

the family
We start from the bottom
We hustle for better
When we got no money
We get allergies
I wanna ball in Mercedes
Two seater with hitters
We fucking up

simply drifted
I swam through
The pool of green dirt

Day by day the world is rolling in money deep
Chasing aim again don't let it sleep
In the world

Yeah I'm tryna go there yeah I'm tryna fly there man you know the way that's lads on tour
We get that money
We get that noddy
And we dripped out