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mahko - ten - bean. remix lyrics

[intro: mahko]
uh, yeah
uh, aye
yeah, uh
yeah, yeah

[chorus: mahko]
ten thousand dollar pair of runners on my feet (uh)
ten dime shawties d+mn near runnin’ towards the key (yeah)
ten private flights, ho gon’ wonder where i’m at (uh)
four+one, the ball with us, get your fundamentals down
i’m not showin’ face without my blunt, i need plus one
i can’t spare no favor for no ho, find my trust up

[verse 1: mahko]
my new ho a model, she know how to time it
i’m smokin’ exotic, she rubbin’ my body
i’m huntin’ wasabi, i’m fresh in the water
my pockets like quarterback size, they massive
whoa, why would i wait for a ho?
i got my timberlands on
why would i wait at your door?

[verse 2: mahko]
how ’bout you pass my money, huh
i’m not playin’ along
maybe i said too much, but i never done did you wrong
i’m not sure what made me fall in love with the money, son
but what i know is, i’ma get paid until i die
[refrain: mahko]
i’ma get paid until i die
i’ma get paid until i die
i’ma get paid until i die
i’m not sure what made me fall in love with the money, son
but what i know is, i’ma get paid until i die

[chorus: mahko & bean.]
ten thousand dollar pair of runners on my feet (uh) (yeah)
ten dime shawties d+mn near runnin’ towards the key (yeah) (yeah)
ten private flights, hoe gon’ wonder where i’m at (yeah)
four+one, the ball with us, get your fundamentals down (yeah)
i’m not showin’ face without my blunt, i need plus one (yeah)
i can’t spare no favor for no hoe, find my trust up (yeah)

[verse 3: bean.]
i got you religious when i step, f+ck around and get you wet
don’t know who you messing with, you motherf+cker, head of p+ss
y’all take the p+ss, i’ll get the pack and make a plate
coulda got signed like yesterday, but that’s okay, just stay out the way
bust through every candle on my cake, feel like a problem every day
i can’t solve like everything, but i can buy everything
i put 10k on a man’s head, that’ll solve like half the sh+t
get it clean on wax and sh+t, sniffing my city on tax and sh+t
i’m getting tired, i’m past the sh+t, keeping the blunt while i drive the whip
y’all get the bag and fumble it
i get the bag and i’ma just cum in it
i’ma get paid until i die
dropping off stage, yeah i’m finna dive
b+tch got the weave, the shoe, the v, i got this fine shyt on her knees that’s what the type sh+t when you meet
i think i found a b+tch, a real freak
5’5 and she on 10, find the dm’s yeah i’ma slide in
find that size so i get a win, if i hit it once i might hit her again
she got my checks on repeat, she tryna trap me with her
think i was lying to her, i got 5 b+tches right, so it’s a whirl
tell me why the f+ck it be her, tell me why the f+ck when i curve
pen in my system, i might just miss her, empty off against the curve
[outro: bean.]
(f+ck)
(yeah)

- mahko lyrics

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