Lyrics:
credit cards
I need a low maintenance love
Worry and trouble free
I need an unconditional money back guarantee
I wanna tell you that the Maytag man
chica', los chique'
Compramo' porro', dejamo' lo' chicle'
El tiempo pasa, los cheque', los cheque' (los cheque)
Tengo la panza casi como jeque (jeque)
at this grime
I need a juul
Look you left a mark
There's no guarantee
It'll be safe anymore
Drops of cherry stream into my tea
Life's anxiety
There's
pulling niggas card, what that nigga say?
50 Cent and Eminem, they throwing shade
Skywalker, Johnny Cage, Blicky punch his face
Hit his rib cage
Nigga wanna
just played along
Till you left me free
I ain't running back to you, I guarantee
You gotta move on, yeahh
Was any of it real? That's what I wanna know
know I ain't gon fall behind
I got all kinda flows you ain't got more than mine
I just poke at your emotions like a porcupine
I could pull a nigga card
home town
Guess the one who's laughing now
I guarantee that is not me
I saw the signs when I did it
But I went ahead and did it
Now all my cards are face
pull the card, he still a bitch
I guarantee that bitch feelin' salty
And when I catch that bitch, oh yeah, he a lick
You swear the weakest dogs always
Run it up
Fuck around and have to pull a nigga card
They just tryna see a nigga slip
Clip his ass leave him with a part
Guarantee it'll split
out with my squad, kick it with my girl
Little baddie shake it with a halo
Running up my cards, so we're dipping out the bar
Young queen trynna hang low
that dumb ass bitch
Dont bag that shit
Til it get hard
Better play yo part
Or have my 8 pull yo card
Bgoe
Bitch I still rep bogard
Shooters on yo roof
let him fuck, but I'll max his credit card
I'm driving all these boys crazy
Got 'em obsessed, imma leave the boys waiting
Now he tryna say that he wanna
With a stick
I guarantee she'll do what you say
Yeah daddy, no daddy, ok
Don't tempt me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin not to lose my head
With a stick
I guarantee she'll do what you say
Yeah daddy, no daddy, ok
Don't tempt me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin not to lose my head
Well well well look just what the cat dragged in
A foe not a friend in the end but a dealer in sin
I don't want apologies or guarantee you'll do
on the same record
Me on the verses, and you can sing the hooks and shit
Man, I guarantee we'll win a Grammy with that
That's on me, we'll shake up
Spread 'em and smack 'em backwards
With a stick
I guarantee she'll do what you say
Yeah daddy, no daddy, ok
Don't tempt me cause I'm close
With a stick
I guarantee she'll do what you say
Yeah daddy, no daddy, ok
Don't tempt me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin not to lose my head
open on the balcony
So you can hear 'em play the mandolin from high up
Yeah, the views look like a post card
Get a yacht and jet skis from the boat
Left her man, that's foul, red card
Thinking about we
Running up cheques
Bloody on feet
Money like Jay
Dun-du-du dun-du-du day
I've been doing
Left her man, that's foul, red card
Thinking about we
Running up cheques
Bloody on feet
Money like Jay
Dun-du-du dun-du-du day
I've been doing
need a thousand killys
Working on my goals and trust, we're stackin' Lizzie, ayy
Ask her: "Who the boss?", I guarantee she'll say it's me
Cuban 'round
Zero
Getting all them chips potato
Casino cards racking the peso
Mexicano
Nino from young getting that paper
Catch me in forest wid da gunja
Smoking
the cards out
A Poker face don’t mean you got heart
Play the wild card or be a coward and bow out
Calculated don’t play the role of a loud mouth fork in
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