Small world gotta cautious these pretty hoes real hypnotic
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Still notorious but they see victorious
Real Euphorian plus she love Deloreans
Black interior cause I still remain heartless
At my rawest might as we Martian
Keep yo 2 cents, you just a referee and f*ck a damn referee
That's just bad energy ion need that next to me
You from the outside
Yo opinion invalid still
That ain't no good appeal
Why you still in the field?
You no where near a savage
That action give me the thrills
You no where near the action
That tactic give me the ills
Small world gotta cautious these pretty hoes real hypnotic
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Don't need no bad habit just upgrade yo damn status
Baby you mad average around me I can't have it
Meet at the Met Gala, this high end I gotta have it
Molly feel just like magic, sometimes I feel like an addict
Skeee, money machine
Count every stack from that order
Then roll a wood ooooh
Break every back from yo daughter
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
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Small world gotta cautious these pretty hoes real hypnotic
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Still notorious but they see victorious
Real Euphorian plus she love Deloreans
Black interior cause I still remain heartless
At my rawest might as we Martian
Keep yo 2 cents, you just a referee and f*ck a damn referee
That's just bad energy ion need that next to me
You from the outside
Yo opinion invalid still
That ain't no good appeal
Why you still in the field?
You no where near a savage
That action give me the thrills
You no where near the action
That tactic give me the ills
Small world gotta cautious these pretty hoes real hypnotic
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Don't need no bad habit just upgrade yo damn status
Baby you mad average around me I can't have it
Meet at the Met Gala, this high end I gotta have it
Molly feel just like magic, sometimes I feel like an addict
Skeee, money machine
Count every stack from that order
Then roll a wood ooooh
Break every back from yo daughter
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Still notorious but they see victorious
Real Euphorian plus she love Deloreans
Black interior cause I still remain heartless
At my rawest might as we Martian
Keep yo 2 cents, you just a referee and f*ck a damn referee
That's just bad energy ion need that next to me
You from the outside
Yo opinion invalid still
That ain't no good appeal
Why you still in the field?
You no where near a savage
That action give me the thrills
You no where near the action
That tactic give me the ills
Small world gotta cautious these pretty hoes real hypnotic
Bring in a big deposit this money ain't got no option
High fashion yea I adore ya I treat ya like you exotic
Show ya new things to explore just don't get outta pocket
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Don't need no bad habit just upgrade yo damn status
Baby you mad average around me I can't have it
Meet at the Met Gala, this high end I gotta have it
Molly feel just like magic, sometimes I feel like an addict
Skeee, money machine
Count every stack from that order
Then roll a wood ooooh
Break every back from yo daughter
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Then she no good oooh
Streak, I'm on a killstreak
See, look what you done to me
Skeee, this no recipe
Be quiet before the Storm
The normal can't have the formula
Writer: Joshua Porter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid