Rare Akuma - Band (Prod. Yung Xela, Fukkit, Yah Wav) | Текст песни

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• Band (Prod. Yung Xela, Fukkit, Yah Wav)

[FUKKIT: HOOK]

ay, count this cash [x4]
Money, Money, Money. I Got money, money, money.
I got drugs, drugs, drugs, i got money, money, money.

Ay, them drugs in my system [x2]
Ay, that money, i’m gon’ get it [x2]
I got drugs in my system [x2]
Ay, that money, i’m gon’ get it.
i’m gon’ get it, Fuckniggga, gon’ get it. nigga!

[FUKKIT : VERSE ] @fukkitmane

Fully flexxxed, i got my check, i bounce.
Who knew me before i lit the south?
Back up, on the block we selling dope.
Pound for pound the best thats out the house.
Mama want me livin’ good, i get it. i’m just trynna fuck inside a Bentley.
D R U G S and H O E’s.
I’m just trynna spell it, how i live it.
Back up in the room we got the pack and my niggas bout to smoke til mornin’
Front down, side to side i made her ride like NASCAR in that downpour motion.
Dirty money, dirty bitch, i killed the pussy no stitch i got cutthroat motives.
My name ain’t important, my product so potent.
I juug off the balcony, hoping i floor it.
Look, crease in the pants.
Look. drugs in my hands.
Look, blood on my grave.
Coughing, im craving a xan.
Two tones, one green, one white.
No lights, imma drive all night.
Boy, i been chasin this money, i gotta get it, nigga.
Need it i want it.
Don’t ever talk bout me, buddy.
I got an audience watching.
Scenery pretty, its nothin.
Cold blood behind the bushes, they plottin’.
Pick up out the litter, boy, they was counting on me to fall back like retreat on the summit.
Boy, i done kept it onehunnid, i see you around me we gunnin’ we runnit, bitch. Nigga.

[YAH WAV : VERSE 3] @yahwav

Imma run these bands up.
Your bitch say, i’m handsome.
Pretty goon, bitches callin’, i dont even answer.
I got that icy ass dick.
Steez’d up, with the clique
Ya bitch, flick her wrist and i flick my tongue on her clit.
Like i’m lickin it, kissin it, purple. I’m sippin it.
All of u fuckboys don”t look like u gettin’ it
Must be a God ‘cause, ain’t no one equivalent.
I turned the water to codeine, i’m sippin’ it.
Sippin’ it, gettin’ too lit and the vibe i be feelin’ it
Like i died and i live again.
like i died and i live again, i’m the Messiah
get tha m&m like i’m Mariah

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