My ladies are fiends my music is steam
My money is green my hundreds are blue
They f*ck with the kid that's cool
I ain't really f*ckin' with you
Soon as I jump in the room
Boom
Y'all already knew
I jump in the coupe vroom vroom gimme some room
I look like a lick and I talk like one too
They talk about me cause that's all they can do
I make them jump when I jump in the stu
Watch how you speak when I run into you
Rippint on me then I tear you apart
We playin chess and you look like a pawn
I am the king
I got me some queens
You got like one psh I got like three
If I were you I would wish I was me
But I'm not so I'm happy as can be
God's on my side got em peepin the piece
Treat the rollie like a stale let it freeze
Hop in the rarri then hop in the beam
I know I got it, don't gotta believe
Look at the members I got on my team
Wealthy even though I got like a G
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
Ay
Why would I try to be like them when I can be like me
I can't have no wifey no wonder she like me
I say this politely for takin' it lightly from now on I'm Gifted almighty
Shorty play game like Atari then I might dip off in a Rarri
I won't even tell her I'm sorry I'm showin up late to the party
I Google my name on Safari and I see a tank
I see a tank man
I'm rollin' up sticky in Michigan they call it dank
They call it dank man
People be takin' their shots at me they drawin' blanks
They drawin blanks man
I'm laughin I'm laughin I'm laughin yeah straight to the bank
F*ck out my face rockin' the skinnies they huggin my waist
I'm makin a hit they swing and I know it's a miss
I rol in this bitch and stunt like a chauvenist oig
They talkin' to me but I don't got nothin to say to them
F*ck outta here yo I do not speaky your language
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
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English
My ladies are fiends my music is steam
My money is green my hundreds are blue
They f*ck with the kid that's cool
I ain't really f*ckin' with you
Soon as I jump in the room
Boom
Y'all already knew
I jump in the coupe vroom vroom gimme some room
I look like a lick and I talk like one too
They talk about me cause that's all they can do
I make them jump when I jump in the stu
Watch how you speak when I run into you
Rippint on me then I tear you apart
We playin chess and you look like a pawn
I am the king
I got me some queens
You got like one psh I got like three
If I were you I would wish I was me
But I'm not so I'm happy as can be
God's on my side got em peepin the piece
Treat the rollie like a stale let it freeze
Hop in the rarri then hop in the beam
I know I got it, don't gotta believe
Look at the members I got on my team
Wealthy even though I got like a G
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
Ay
Why would I try to be like them when I can be like me
I can't have no wifey no wonder she like me
I say this politely for takin' it lightly from now on I'm Gifted almighty
Shorty play game like Atari then I might dip off in a Rarri
I won't even tell her I'm sorry I'm showin up late to the party
I Google my name on Safari and I see a tank
I see a tank man
I'm rollin' up sticky in Michigan they call it dank
They call it dank man
People be takin' their shots at me they drawin' blanks
They drawin blanks man
I'm laughin I'm laughin I'm laughin yeah straight to the bank
F*ck out my face rockin' the skinnies they huggin my waist
I'm makin a hit they swing and I know it's a miss
I rol in this bitch and stunt like a chauvenist oig
They talkin' to me but I don't got nothin to say to them
F*ck outta here yo I do not speaky your language
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
My money is green my hundreds are blue
They f*ck with the kid that's cool
I ain't really f*ckin' with you
Soon as I jump in the room
Boom
Y'all already knew
I jump in the coupe vroom vroom gimme some room
I look like a lick and I talk like one too
They talk about me cause that's all they can do
I make them jump when I jump in the stu
Watch how you speak when I run into you
Rippint on me then I tear you apart
We playin chess and you look like a pawn
I am the king
I got me some queens
You got like one psh I got like three
If I were you I would wish I was me
But I'm not so I'm happy as can be
God's on my side got em peepin the piece
Treat the rollie like a stale let it freeze
Hop in the rarri then hop in the beam
I know I got it, don't gotta believe
Look at the members I got on my team
Wealthy even though I got like a G
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
Ay
Why would I try to be like them when I can be like me
I can't have no wifey no wonder she like me
I say this politely for takin' it lightly from now on I'm Gifted almighty
Shorty play game like Atari then I might dip off in a Rarri
I won't even tell her I'm sorry I'm showin up late to the party
I Google my name on Safari and I see a tank
I see a tank man
I'm rollin' up sticky in Michigan they call it dank
They call it dank man
People be takin' their shots at me they drawin' blanks
They drawin blanks man
I'm laughin I'm laughin I'm laughin yeah straight to the bank
F*ck out my face rockin' the skinnies they huggin my waist
I'm makin a hit they swing and I know it's a miss
I rol in this bitch and stunt like a chauvenist oig
They talkin' to me but I don't got nothin to say to them
F*ck outta here yo I do not speaky your language
Y'all did this shit to yourself
Remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Please do not hit up my cell
I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Y'all did this shit to yourself, remember when nobody helped
I play with their heart let it melt
Now bitches all up on my belt
Yo please do not hit up my cell
Yo I'd rather keep to myself
I'm makin' the bread out of spelt
I deal with the cards that I'm dealt
Can't f*ck with the kid you a elf
Writer: George Paljusevic
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid