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1mill – fallin lyrics

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[intro]
(cashmoneyap)
yeah, yeah
why you fallin, yeah (fallin)
b+tch, i’m ballin’, yeah (b+tch, i’m ballin’)
yeah

[chorus]
b+tch, i feel like i am superman
บินไปรอบๆ playin’ with them bands
talkin’ bout gun with my right hand man
i got designers said f+ck them thangs
i got no time to play with yo b+tch
my trap way too long yea, they on fleek
อยากอยู่คนเดียวนอนดู netflix
talkin’ bout money, let’s get it
talkin’ bout bag boy, go get yo own
who are you ninja i do not owe
flex up on you let the choppa blow
got too much money make money blow
in the trap house i clean up my nose
i’m in yo town pickin’ up a hoe
bring her to bangkok and buy some clothes
she like the way that i spend the dough

[verse]
why you keep talkin’?
i see you fallin
i told that ninja gotta back back ก่อน
cause i go up to somethin’
talkin’ like ดาว ขำมิน
ไม่รู้เรื่องเดี่ยวกูยิง
okay, i’m too hot right now that’s why yo b+tch keep stalking
ผู้ใหญ่ควรเดินตามกูเพราะเพลงแม่งโครตจะกาก
okay ลองฟัง sip mud อยู่ใน trap house
f+ck what you talking bout cause all them 1 พันบาท hoe i really bout it
i see my haters hit the replay
14 years old rocking them j’s
might come and dunk like lebron james
in the coupe too fast so, i switched lanes
กูจำได้ดีตอนกูนั้น broke
กู came here อยู่นี้ without เรื่องโชค
ไม่เคยโดนจับข้อหาเรื่อง coke
ไปถามแม่กู กูรู้ she knows
อยู่ใน trap กูอ่ะเป็นระดับท็อป
พวกมันจันไร tryna ก็อป
so, i gotta keep the f+ckin’ red dot
ผมเธอสีแดง so, i f+cked a red thot
and why you fallin?
and why you stalking
while im ballin อยู่ใน trap ขณะกู scoring
and why she want me?
that bih she want me
i’ma f+ck her then i’ll pass her to my brody
[chorus]
b+tch, i feel like i am superman
บินไปรอบๆ playin’ with them bands
talkin’ bout gun with my right hand man
i got designers said f+ck them thangs
i got no time to play with yo b+tch
my trap way too long yea, they on fleek
อยากอยู่คนเดียวนอนดู netflix
talkin’ bout money, let’s get it
talkin’ bout bag boy, go get yo own
who are you ninja i do not owe
flex up on you let the choppa blow
got too much money make money blow
in the trap house i clean up my nose
i’m in yo town pickin’ up a hoe
bring her to bangkok and buy some clothes
she like the way that i spend the dough



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