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frm - lids lyrics

[intro: moseley]

do i just come in whenever?

[chorus: moseley]

pot got so much cash that i can’t even fit the lid
cashed out at the bank just picked up mom and all the kids
check got so much zeroes, it don’t even fit the bill
she said will you k!ll this beat? i said you know i will
tired of counting sheep, i just count m’s and dubs instead
when i go to sleep, i tuck my cash into the bed
i sleep on money, got so much it would silence ric flair
wallet filled like twinkies, stuffed more than a build-a-bear

[verse 1: moseley]

cash in the bank, got gas in the tank
no stress from me and mine
walk in the place like i own all estate
give me my bread, it’s time
plug when i walk, i’m rich when i talk
my neck look like a shrine
bling on my wrist like you know what it is
if you look then you’ll go blind
i just want to flex and spit, it ain’t that deep i swear
prada, gucci, mason, louis, name brand’s all i wear
they said this beat was scr-pped and told me no this trash is dead
i brought it back to murder it, i put that on your head

[verse 2: este]

uh, lemme hit it real quick
pull up, hop out, catch you with the stick, uh
no cap, like my cup, no lid
fill it up, spit it out, hit it real quick
don’t trip, run it back, take a minute dawg
peter griffin with it, imma take you all to quahog
no lid, on god that’s facts
whole crew with it and i got fat stacks
uh, got your mom in the stu
so sick with it i might catch a flu, uh
money accrue
eating mixed nuts, cashews, uh
you could never get it
product to the music, i’m forever indebted , uh
professor, producer
mix, master, engineer, you know that i do it, uh

[verse 3: sam west]

pull out with the night stick
kylie jenner like i’m plastic
white paper or scholastic
salt water like i’m brackish
you know i don’t cap fish
satan or it’s latin
like tape i don’t need to cut it
i don’t need to rush it
feel the rush when you get a hit
keep the tip, reel a fish
i can feel a bit
felling like i’m mad blissed

[verse 4: kev]

wake up, glock in my lean
call that real sleepy heat
my mom asked me, “why you so obscene?”
i say cause i’m running up the streets
oregano got me feeling all right (gas)
boutta od on mickeyd’s sprite (gas)
boutta put a lid on my p-ck-r (no cap)
no kids for mr. kevin dockendecker (none)

[chorus: moseley]

i got so much cash that i can’t even fit the lid
cashed out at the bank just picked up mom and all the kids
check got so much zeroes, it don’t even fit the bill
she said will you k!ll this beat? i said you know i will
tired of counting sheep, i just count m’s and dubs instead
when i go to sleep, i tuck my cash into the bed
i sleep on money, got so much it would silence ric flair
wallet filled like twinkies, stuffed more than a build-a-bear

[verse 5: a-kash]

woooo, skrrt
i’m chugging in the streets
hop out the dog house, shine bright, i show my t–th
bling, yeah
dropped a penny on this grill
cooking everyday since i popped another pill (benny’s)
og fiends, og trees
either way we go i’m gonna see is green
ooooo, feeling kinda woozy
if you thinking this gon’ slap then the next one’s a doozy (ha)

[verse 6: lowrain]

just like helen keller, i can’t see a single thing
hypnotizing people when they see my jewelry swing
i kept this flow simple cause i didn’t wanna stunt
give my boys a chance to rap and move up to the front
call me john wilkes cause i’m spending time up in this booth
lincoln with my boys and we gon’ try and find some boof
hey kid, wanna see my town hall 10 on clash of clans?
i’ll set up my switch cause i like smashing in my van
[chorus: moseley]

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