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becker ibrahim
becker ibrahim
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Songteksten

Holy shit (What)
Who was that?
Pull up right on the track
Pull up we make it back
Pull up we spend it now (yeah)
Pull up we pop the tags
Popping the tags (Yeah, Cash, Cash)
Wanna go call it now? (Cash, Cash)
Cartier,
on the shit,
No designer but my flow.
Go pick and choose now what you gon roll.
No buss down but my fit gotta show.
Shinning on my wrist I’m on 12 toes,
pick up 2 from that product don’t fold.
Got the matte black on my wrist still glow.
You wanna go love let me ride home,
you can’t try all alone but your feelings got some
but mine got more,
you still want it got it more,
I’ve been feeling so alone…
Gonna go spit that shit what
wanna go say that shit (nah)
you cannot say that shit (what)
wanna go say that shit (nah)
you cannot say that shit (what)
wanna go say that shit (nah)
Here we go again.
Pull up with a 5.
Turn it to a 10.
Money got it longer yeah.
I can say it less,
I can say it again.
Again.
Call it you hear it again no,
call it you hearing the flow yeah!
Now I’m gonna wake up,
bake this cake (yeah),
What you gonna make up
all this way,
just so you can see me face up,
but I ain’t gonna take it,
You cant take up.
You don’t even play like that (nah).
I’ve been off it,
flying different places you’ve been honest,
counting up problems can’t sleep I’m falling
Drive so fast you’d think I would call in,
buckle up bitch you gonna throw,
that bitch gonna talk like she don’t know (Uh),
Versace on the shit wearing different hitting notes.
Drove so fast that I thought saw us,
but the shit won’t last grab the money it’s longer.
(Now you gotta lock those stars in the safe,
 Pressures now on go press replay)...
Written by: becker ibrahim
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