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asian da brat - all this money lyrics

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[hook]
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck

[verse 1]
i get that money and spend it, park my sh-t up yes i do
can’t trust these n-ggas, gon’ lie everytime, don’t tell these -ss the truth
boss up lil’ b-tch, it cost to be the boss, i payed my dues
asian doll, stay in your lane, don’t beef i never lose
how can i come up, i thought at night ‘bout whipping c0ke
i was just a girl, i went to school that sh-t was over
dreaming about the day i pull off in a f-cking rover
now the money calling, can’t hang up, i split you over
p-ssy in his face i bet a hundred k he’ll eat it
pretty like it’s treating, i’m no lame, he say he need me
run it back boy, chase a sack, b-tch i never lack
caught a bag to the cash, i’ve been getting it, you in last

[hook]
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck

[verse 2]
i told my momma don’t worry, i’ma get us to the top
can’t fake these basic b-tches, can’t hang, b-tch you a bop
in my n-ggas dm but with me you play it cool
what type of dumb b-tch would rape these hoes, they some fools
say i’m plastic cause i’m barbie gang b-tch you a joke
only thing ain’t real, is your squad and i know it
debody any thot, sneak diss, don’t get smoked
but hold up i’m not regular my features cost a roll
rookie of the year i’m taking spots so don’t get mad
i’m tired of n-ggas, fire n-ggas leave ‘em in the past
i murder any beat, no lock up, raid it, undefeated
keep my glock on me, i need it, incase a goofy wanna meet it

[hook]
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck
all this money i’m getting, they think i’m sosa b-tch
talking hundred i cannot get plenty of them
youngest b-tch that’s spending call the reverend up
if k!lling n-ggas sin, i don’t give a f-ck



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