lesgokev - ok lyrics
i’m just talking my sh+t ok
bad hoe that’s my type ok
bad hoe she gone do what i say
y+yuh yuh
maison margiela or rick can’t say
fire ass garments on my body ok
if life was a game i’m winning ok
on my thugga’ sh+t
w+walk in the store and my jeans stuffed with lettuce
i think i’m sick i caught a money fetish
these n+ggas be broke, these n+ggas be peasants uhh
bro got a plug he pour up a 4
all black my whip with suicide doors
i’m chasing these bucks like this sh+t a chore
i+i been the one, and these n+ggas know it
i turn 1 to 2 ok
i turn 2 to 3 ok
i’m increasing my stock everyday uhh
i’m chasing these bucks
that hoe want a handout likе she out of luck
like i been chasing thesе racks
all of these n+ggas broke that sh+t facts
if a n+gga got a problem ima’ push his sh+t back
ok
old ass glock but it spray
don’t even come my way ok
she throw it back she gone make it shake
i just hit a dub but i spend everyday
j+panese writing on my tags ok
i’m gettin’ too fly thought a n+gga was g+y
i’m married to the money can’t call you bae
but wassup
tell a hater get off of my nuts
n+ggas talkin’ sh+t but these n+ggas be broke
these n+ggas be clowns these n+ggas be jokes
i’m just talking my sh+t ok
bad hoe that’s my type ok
bad hoe she gone do what i say
y+yuh yuh
maison margiela or rick can’t say
fire ass garments on my body ok
if life was a game i’m winning ok
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