WWYD
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They need to give me the keys to the city, as you can see I got it poppin' lately Everyone plannin' a trip to Atlanta, this shit startin' to get overpopulated Whole lotta guap and a whole lotta options, cause I don't do nothin' in moderation You see me runnin' it, I got them presidents comin' in like an inauguration Woah, huh, what would you do for the dough? Money come faster than way more than half of you niggas You movin' too slow Huh, what, what would you do for the guap Livin' extravagant, lookin' immaculate, play with me, you can get popped What, gee, what would you do for the cheese? I'm in here poppin' it got it lock, cause I got the key to the streets Huh, yeah, what would you do for the bread I got them stressin', it's like an election cause my pocket's full of them prezzies Yeah, poppin' like a B-U-B-B-L-E, pullin' up in a brand new GLE Ice on me drippin', you see me melting, designer down to my B-E-L-T I don't need you talkin' about it, keep that on the low, I don't need no acknowledgement Got Benjamin Franklin's and Jackson's and grants in my pockets, I'm givin' out scholarships Still grindin' when I'm at the top and I'm not finna stop cause I know what the bottom is I done grew up, I'm too up to hold it down, and it's true what they say, I'm the golden child Tell me who wanna win, I can show you how, I got too much, got plenty to go around I had this lil' freak, I was hittin' from London, she rode her while screamin' the British are comin They need to give me the keys to the city, as you can see I got it poppin' lately Everyone plannin' a trip to Atlanta, this shit startin' to get overpopulated Whole lotta guap and a whole lotta options, cause I don't do nothin' in moderation You see me runnin' it, I got them presidents comin' in like an inauguration Woah, huh, what would you do for the dough? Money come faster than way more than half of you niggas You movin' too slow Huh, what, what would you do for the guap Livin' extravagant, lookin' immaculate, play with me, you can get popped What, gee, what would you do for the cheese? I'm in here poppin' it got it lock, cause I got the key to the streets Huh, yeah, what would you do for the bread I got them stressin', it's like an election cause my pocket's full of them prezzies I got the key to the streets, I lock the door when I leave You niggas disturbin' my peace, I'm rollin' in deep Just like Adele, I do numbers like I'm 23 Baby, I'm throwin' this cash, I heard it's better to give than it is to receive Nigga, I found me a bag, that money went straight to my head like I popped an Aleve, sheesh I can tell that these niggas don't want it, feelin' like Wayne, show me my opponent Fakin' and snitchin' I never condone it, spoil myself if I want it, I own it I own it, might flip it, then reap all the profits Your girl and her friends, I might take them all shoppin I bought her Chanel, now she think that she poppin Huh, lil' bitch, stop it I cannot settle for less, I want the best of the best This money relievin' my stress, I hit it, then I let the streets have whatever is left There is no S on my chest, I can't save her and lately The feelin' of cashing' these checks is honestly better than sex Puttin' my foot on your neck, then I take my foot off the brake And breakin' they necks They need to give me the keys to the city, as you can see I got it poppin' lately Everyone plannin' a trip to Atlanta, this shit startin' to get overpopulated Whole lotta guap and a whole lotta options, cause I don't do nothin' in moderation You see me runnin' it, I got them presidents comin' in like an inauguration Woah, huh, what would you do for the dough? Money come faster than way more than half of you niggas You movin' too slow Huh, what, what would you do for the guap Livin' extravagant, lookin' immaculate, play with me, you can get popped What, gee, what would you do for the cheese? I'm in here poppin' it got it lock, cause I got the key to the streets Huh, yeah, what would you do for the bread I got them stressin', it's like an election cause my pocket's full of them prezzies
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Written by: Daniel Obiekwe, Tre McFarlane
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