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ty dinero - fein lyrics

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chorus :
all these racks bussin out the seams
why this hoe be flexing wanna eat me krispy kreme
tell that boy relax before we hop out wit them beams
don’t know how i got that bag but it turned yo hoe into a fein (gang)

verse 1 :
my diamonds they work it like missy blowing that cash come back like a frisbee, finessin my way wanna smash i laugh little hoe here is your cab and that b-tch want a bag she mad a bag i really won’t spend on her -ss, she’s buggin young n-gga can’t do no cuffin ain’t forcing on sh-t b-tch f-ck it cartier frames see the fake can’t trust it, making him spin like a fidget draco the size of a midget balling not moving my pivot i had to get it i had to make a decision momma said boy u don’t listen. dead presidents talking to me i’m a dog gotta get me a leash (aye). and my wrist throwing water on me and my neck that sh-t a breeze (aye). pushing the start boy i don’t need a key, ya music is wack don’t send it to me, smoking gelato get high as a tree, backwood to the face got me blowing out steam. chopsticks call that j-pan, choppers like afgan b-tch yo n-gga is a f-cking fan, he gone do my dance, n-ggas switched w-ssup wit yo hand u can’t get these bands,check the ring my sh-t look like sand, ya how want a chance

chorus :
aa these racks bussin out the seams
why this hoe be flexing wanna eat me krispy kreme
tell that boy relax before we hop out wit them beams
don’t know how i got that bag but it turned yo hoe into a fein (gang)

verse 2 :
designer on me had to run up a check
put her in check like i’m f-cking with chess
yeezy boost when i’m making a step
got a tec in my tec need a check when i flex
double cup on me i’m sipping the medicine
balling real hard like a veteran
flexing on n-ggas professional wrestling
smoking the cookie i’m high like a pelican
off white when i step on the scene
i herd ya hoe was a tresh (eww nasty)
kel-tec it sound like a bee
run up on me u get sting’d
putting yo hoe in céline
but she still can’t get a ring
doing the dash in the v
she sucking me up in her seat

chorus :
aa these racks bussin out the seams
why this hoe be flexing wanna eat me krispy kreme
tell that boy relax before we hop out wit them beams
don’t know how i got that bag but it turned yo hoe into a fein
(gang)



- ty dinero lyrics

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