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dcth4g - #situp lyrics

(d+mn, son, where’d you find this?)

[chorus]
all of this money it’s gettin’ ridiculous
i got that drank and you know that i’m sippin’ this
all of these racks and you know i’ma flip em’ up
play with the gang and you and you really ain’t gettin’ up
i got that drank and you know that i’m sippin’ up
i got that glock and that boy, he ain’t sittin’ up

[verse 1]
i got that glock and that boy, he ain’t gettin’ up
all of this money, i can’t even get enough
i got my dogs, they on go, and they gettin’ em’
i got that glock in the back, it’s gon’ lift em’ up
feel like tupac, cause them boys finna hit em’ up
cool as a fan, yeah that boy, he ain’t lit enough
really on fye, cause my boy really lit em’ up
i’m in the crib, got a different girl, different month
i’m in the crib, got a diffеrent girl, different day
makin’ that monеy, do that in a different place
too busy watchin’, you can’t even get it
you really my pet, cause you listen and sit in place
look at my diamonds, they glisten, it hit your face
i got that glock and it’s spittin’, it spin the place
know it ain’t poppin’ if dc ain’t in the place
talkin’ bout guap, but i’m gettin’ it anyway
talkin’ bout guap and you know i ain’t losin’ it
talk bout a bag and you know i don’t fumble it
you don’t got bread or no cookies, you crumblin’
you try to step to the gang, and you tumblin’
i’m at the top and you boys stuck under me
all of this money, you know that i’m lovin’ it
300k for this guap that i’m covered in
really bad girl, she ain’t finna stop huggin’ it
this is my world, you ain’t finna stop wantin’ it
know how that work, yeah, that dude full of jealousy
i know he mad cause his girl really fell for me
300k, just to get me this belt and jeans
stay at the top, ain’t n0body be helpin’ me
kicked out the spot, yeah, that dude really sellin’ me
i’m countin’ guap, and it’s green, just like celery
girl in my lap and i’m callin’ her melanie
[chorus]
all of this money it’s gettin’ ridiculous
i got that drank and you know that i’m sippin’ this
all of these racks and you know i’ma flip em’ up

play with the gang and you and you really ain’t gettin’ up
i got that drank and you know that i’m sippin’ up
i got that glock and that boy, he ain’t sittin’ up

(maybach music)

- dcth4g lyrics

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