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dfendi - graduation lyrics

[intro]
graduated to a rubber band
no cap n-gg-, no, no
graduated to a rubber band, rubber band, rubber band
no cap need a hunnid grand

[chorus]
graduated from a wallet to a rubber band
no cap, need bands, need a hunnid grand
or need a milly in my hand, need a duffle bag
put the crumbs in the soft, how it’s playing tag

[verse 1]
labels tryna holla, wanna see me overseas
talking ’bout l.a, gotta get this cheese
and i ain’t talking ’bout alicia, gotta get these keys
your money slow, in the winter i ain’t even freeze
getting money so these n-gg-s wanna help
got up by myself, lil’ n-gg- stack your wealth
pon the queen strip i was tryna move stealth
while my momma at home and she worried ’bout my health
back then i’m like can i get a cosign
they like god d-mn fendi boy you out your mind
they like link the og’s, i ain’t got the time
they ain’t wanna break bread i’m like that’s fine
chipping down everyday you know that’s a fact
now they see us coming up and they move wack
while i’m kick up with my dollars and the loud pack
my wizzy got a neat run i ain’t talking track

[chorus]
graduated from a wallet to a rubber band
no cap, need bands, need a hunnid grand
or need a milly in my hand, need a duffle bag
put the crumbs in the soft, how it’s playing tag

[verse 2]
monclizzy scarf, got some fendi too
oh the phone ring you know that’s my cue
and b-tch i’m in the stu’, with the f-cking crew
he said he got ten, i told him f-cking shoot
i’m only chasing money, i do not chase ho’s
fendi on my shorty’s neck because i’m who she chose
i got her neck froze, designer logo’s
you n-gg-s broke boys, don’t let me expose
got raided, never snitch, i said nah, nah, nah, nah
what you think, this is fendi, no infor-r-r-mer
parkdale, sh-t is crazy lots of dra-a-a-ma
n-gg- back up, far from ’round me with the ga-a-a-za
and i’m stacking, i ain’t capping, got them rack-ack-ades
send my wizzy to the store, got ’em moving like [?]
giving work for some dollars, you can say these are trades
and i’m getting all this money, i ain’t getting good grades

[chorus]
graduated from a wallet to a rubber band
no cap, need bands, need a hunnid grand
or need a milly in my hand, need a duffle bag
put the crumbs in the soft, how it’s playing tag

- dfendi lyrics

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