*Cue mustache, sideways ski goggles, matching polo zip up/wall, and bad autotune*
YZ x2 (indiscernible) x2
x2 Going ham on bitch, man this shit is crazy On the couch, in the house, man you Getting all the bread, man shit is crazy You know that and the team so fuck you pay me
1: Aint nothing annoying than the haters I with the green in the mean, alligators Stay sippin lean, score TD (touchdown) like the Money getting like Arnold Schwarzenegger for my time, so dont forget to tip the waiter We a bunch of dream-chasers thats about to go (major) Whip looking foreign, cruising through the Glock looking crispy, Im a Fish Filet-YAH (No translation available) Bullets look nuggets, and Im a Chick Fil-Et YA been sweet, wed rather die before we pay up Got some bitches cooking, wipe my oven, flippin bricks Got some bitches time, my othe--------
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2: Man, she text my phone; she say the on! She say my money grown, Im never Never party alone, bitch a lover A butter...pussy unknown...???(incoherent mumbling) They hit you like a Money stack like chips Money take time, tock I been a snitch And caught my on lip-lock knockin like we playing knick knock (?) --- (drop beat)
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3: YZ so de mane, my fan d (?) Aint nobody us You boys at Wendys all ....(incoherent mumbling) I got papers, I got papers so my always grow Got a stripper bitch, cant stand the Cause she say I her right, and she loving the stroll (?) Young you do it better, and flyer than I go to the mall, yeah I ball like I never been a bitch n---- or know I cant (incoherent mumbling)..........FINESSE!
YZ...Finesse (x2)
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