Testo Whole Lotta
Testo Whole Lotta
Y—Y—Y—Yo— (Yeah)
Cartier lens (Yeah)
I brought this money, I don't need a bitch (Bitch)
Pull up a Benz with zero the tint (Tint)
Can't even tell what car he was in (Yeah, ha)
I need all my money a hundred percent (Yeah)
I looked at my feet, I was walkin' on Rick (Yeah, ha) I look at my plate, I was eatin' your rent (Yeah)
I thought I saw 12, I was fleein' the scene
I walk in this bitch and I'm keepin' your shit (Shit)
Too many opps in the scene, gotta go (Go)
Too many thots give me top like a stove (Go)
Don't hate on me, it's just how the game go (Go)
I pay for the shooter, get dropped on the low (Low)
I play with my money, don't play with my soul (Soul)
I pray for the opps 'cause I promise the karma gon' come in
I promise, it ain't finna fold (Y—Yo—, fold)
I pray for the gang, I pray for the bros (Bros)
I pray for my brother, I pray for my sister, I pray for my granny, I pray for my papi (Yeah)
Countin' this money been makin' me happy (Yeah)
They wanna stop me, it ain't finna happen (Nope)
I was down bad when I first met Cxshy Now I got cash and the whole gang snappin' (Ha)
He like to act but he don't want no action
Number one soldier, I need a medallion (Ha)
I was in school, never skippin' my classes
Now it's Burberry and Fendi, the glasses (How?)
Round of applause when the pistol get clappin'
All that I wanted was me and lil' baddie (Yeah)
I hit the road, did a show in the O'
Had to wake up and get me some Kiki's (Okay)
I want a McLaren, I want me some diamonds, I want me a whole mouth full of VVs (Okay)
She went by the city, she already cryin', she tellin' me she don't wanna leave me (Okay)
You already got it, you don't need no help, so baby, tell me, how do you need me? Yeah (Okay)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Ms)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah, yeah)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah, yeah)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah)
Cartier lens (Yeah)
I brought this money, I don't need a bitch (Bitch)
Pull up a Benz with zero the tint (Tint)
Can't even tell what car he was in (Yeah, ha)
I need all my money a hundred percent (Yeah)
I looked at my feet, I was walkin' on Rick (Yeah, ha) I look at my plate, I was eatin' your rent (Yeah)
I thought I saw 12, I was fleein' the scene
I walk in this bitch and I'm keepin' your shit (Shit)
Too many opps in the scene, gotta go (Go)
Too many thots give me top like a stove (Go)
Don't hate on me, it's just how the game go (Go)
I pay for the shooter, get dropped on the low (Low)
I play with my money, don't play with my soul (Soul)
I pray for the opps 'cause I promise the karma gon' come in
I promise, it ain't finna fold (Y—Yo—, fold)
I pray for the gang, I pray for the bros (Bros)
I pray for my brother, I pray for my sister, I pray for my granny, I pray for my papi (Yeah)
Countin' this money been makin' me happy (Yeah)
They wanna stop me, it ain't finna happen (Nope)
I was down bad when I first met Cxshy Now I got cash and the whole gang snappin' (Ha)
He like to act but he don't want no action
Number one soldier, I need a medallion (Ha)
I was in school, never skippin' my classes
Now it's Burberry and Fendi, the glasses (How?)
Round of applause when the pistol get clappin'
All that I wanted was me and lil' baddie (Yeah)
I hit the road, did a show in the O'
Had to wake up and get me some Kiki's (Okay)
I want a McLaren, I want me some diamonds, I want me a whole mouth full of VVs (Okay)
She went by the city, she already cryin', she tellin' me she don't wanna leave me (Okay)
You already got it, you don't need no help, so baby, tell me, how do you need me? Yeah (Okay)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Ms)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah, yeah)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah, yeah)
I want a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta Ms (Yeah)
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