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Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ethan de Bruin
Ethan de Bruin
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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Lyrics

Jump to bag like go
On my mark like ready set go
Get a bag with my bros
Got to big like Fee-Fi-Foe
Got some racks, but I need some more (more)
Got some cash, but I need more (more)
Got two hoes outside my door I'm going money galore
Yeah, I'm in the four-door, riding with your broad
She says she important, that's just a facade
Got the rock, I'm scoring, I don't miss at all
Off the xan's, she's snoring, she been off the bars
Bitch, I'm number one, I can't ever be two (ay)
I've been going harder than hard, nothing new
I got a bag and spent it, spend that shit like with my crew (damn)
All my cash is mine, I'ma treat it like a joke
What you tryna do? I'm in the city of the juice
Uh, swervin' through traffic, don't give a fuck what the fuck bout to happen
I got to the racks, made it happen (damn)
They just been sleeping on me, they been napping (ay yeah)
Dripping so hard, so you might need a napkin
Open my third eye, know I ain't lacking
Too much dope sitting in my mattress, mattress, mattress
And my bro on my phone, said I'm snapping, snapping
Couple years, I'll be sitting on the throne
But for now I'm on my own, tryna make the money go
Jump to bag like go
On my mark like ready set go
Get a bag with my bros
Got to big like Fee-Fi-Foe
Got some racks, but I need some more (more)
Got some cash, but I need more (more)
Got two hoes outside my door I'm going money galore
Spend a cheque on that bnb
We make a movie like TMZ
Got two hoes to ecstasy
I just float up off the trees
Me and my bro like symmetry
Too much gas, I can't breathe
Don't know what she want from me
I just know I need some peace
And quiet (quiet)
She sing like the choir (choir)
Stripes on me, no tiger (tiger)
I love her, I don't like her (like her)
I'm heating up the fire (fire)
These days been getting wild
These days can't even smile, unless I got a money pile
Don't know what to do about you, I can't even stop thinking about you
Got none left, got none to lose, so baby girl, I'm calling for you
Don't know what to do about me, I've been falling endlessly
All these drugs, I'm into deep, he might take me in my sleep
Written by: Ethan de Bruin
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