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twiinciity - im gone lyrics

(chorus)
i got my foot up on the gas aston martin when i p-ss ready set lets go just like a lambo i be going cuz i’m rolling i’m rolling i’m rolling i’m gone i’m going i’m going i’m going i’m gone,
i be rolling cuz i’m headed to the money dog headed to the money dog headed to the money dog i be rolling cuz i’m headed to the money dog headed to the money dog headed to the money dog.

(1st verse)
p-ss me the keys to the benz or the audi insides mayo outsides broccoli navi in the system with the tvs around me head out the window i be going narly back tires screaming sounding like a opera chromed out loud pipes 20 inch brabas presidential money call me obama yeah i like them old schools caprices impalas and my girl keep the guap in her glovecompartment speeding down the highway in that ashton martin pull up at the club to the valet parking speakers on blast while the ragtop droping i’m racing to them hundreds stacks on deck nascar riding bruh fast on track american express card black on black i’m headed to the bank gone and p-ss me the checks whoa.

(2nd verse)
i pulled up in a fast car like i’m in a audi 200 on the dash picture me rolling i’m speeding to the money while you haters steady strolling where ever that doe be you know that i’m going got money on my mind top speed on these snitches i see it clearly i20 road to richies shawty get in the audi rari or the bentley i’m headed to this money baby you can roll with me 20’s 50’s 100’s yeah i’m tryna ball baby if i had a benz i would treat it like my ole lady throwing money out the roof like i’ve gone crazy still dreaming murcielagos aston martins farrari’s and benz’s valet parking bigdog status with fast cars and pros that’s the life you live when your on the road tryna make it on time so my money wont fold.

(third verse)
p-ss me the keys to the jag or the rover you hear nikki nailz on the track you know it’s over i be with them gangsters riding with some soldiers all you do is ride around with snakes you’s a cobra stacking money till it’s higher than a solar system in the trunk beating harder than a b-n-r i be stunting and i’m loving the exposure the car so quiet you don’t even hear the motor nick cage on em gone in a minute i be blind to them boys all i see is women we don’t never lose baby all i see is winning you can think about crossing but i don’t even recommend it i’m on a vaca lamping where it’s sunny catch me on the beach getting pamperd from the hunnies yeah it’s funny cuz i’m hamsome and they love me you be standing with them junkies me i’m headed to the money gone.

- twiinciity lyrics

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