My lil bro he's sipping on them Presi pills
Every time I'm with the Soon we ride presidential
It's the money or my bitch but blues ain't sacrificial
I stood tall on top my bills girl I just f*cking miss it
Crack the seal on top the Henney it's getting hard to feel
Disrespect the Soon your grave is where I'm f*cking pissing
Swear to God I'll be like 50 and never f*cking missing
Rep designer all my fashion I ain't ever switching
I said baby we can't make this work
But shit you could make it work for me
I be about my peace but who could bloody up a shirt for me?
I don't like a nice hoe I need her to be a jerk for me
I swear to god I never spend the cash on me
Married to the money I think we need to have a ceremony
Bailey Young! - Presidential Lyrics
Bailey Young! - Presidential Lyrics
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My lil bro he's sipping on them Presi pills
Every time I'm with the Soon we ride presidential
It's the money or my bitch but blues ain't sacrificial
I stood tall on top my bills girl I just f*cking miss it
Crack the seal on top the Henney it's getting hard to feel
Disrespect the Soon your grave is where I'm f*cking pissing
Swear to God I'll be like 50 and never f*cking missing
Rep designer all my fashion I ain't ever switching
I said baby we can't make this work
But shit you could make it work for me
I be about my peace but who could bloody up a shirt for me?
I don't like a nice hoe I need her to be a jerk for me
I swear to god I never spend the cash on me
Married to the money I think we need to have a ceremony
Every time I'm with the Soon we ride presidential
It's the money or my bitch but blues ain't sacrificial
I stood tall on top my bills girl I just f*cking miss it
Crack the seal on top the Henney it's getting hard to feel
Disrespect the Soon your grave is where I'm f*cking pissing
Swear to God I'll be like 50 and never f*cking missing
Rep designer all my fashion I ain't ever switching
I said baby we can't make this work
But shit you could make it work for me
I be about my peace but who could bloody up a shirt for me?
I don't like a nice hoe I need her to be a jerk for me
I swear to god I never spend the cash on me
Married to the money I think we need to have a ceremony
Writer: Bailey Young
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