letra de luh da sound - 10kdunkin
[intro]
(i really like to use cash)
[chorus]
uh, uh, uh, uh
10 on my face but these jeans number (n)ine
these chains on my neck and all them b-tches shinin’
glock under the seat, it leave a n-gg- flyin’
i remember way back then i ain’t had it
now i just count it up ’cause i’m havin’ it
i’m the young n-gg- wit’ racks in the rubberband
i ball wit’ the bands, throw racks wit’ the underhand
my n-gg-s kick doors, probably make jackie chan proud
my head all f-cked up ’cause i been smokin’ on loud
yung joc, n-gg-, it can go down
i got that fire on me right now
i’m hoppin’ out big bodies out of town
money counter go, “beep”, man, i love the sound
[verse]
man, i love the sound
and i’m in the coupe smokin’ gas wit’ the windows down
i can’t trust a hoe ’cause i know that they get around
shot up a f-ck n-gg-, told him, “get down”
now i’m in the ford wit’ the bands on me
gotta floor that, n-gg-, what i have on me
know his credit card ’cause i got the i.d.
i ain’t trying to talk, i ain’t trying to speak
don’t this n-gg- know this chopper on me?
it’s in my pocket so i’m saggin’ my jeans
finesse a n-gg-, now chanel on my feet
i’m in the two-seater flexin’ wit’ two hoes
these n-gg-s softer than a picked-out afro
got water on my neck and i can’t do a backstroke
i f-cked a rich hoe but i’m lendin’ her back, bro
[chorus]
uh, uh, uh, uh
10 on my face but these jeans number (n)ine
these chains on my neck and all them b-tches shinin’
glock under the seat, it leave a n-gg- flyin’
i remember way back then i ain’t had it
now i just count it up ’cause i’m havin’ it
i’m the young n-gg- wit’ racks in the rubberband
i ball wit’ the bands, throw racks wit’ the underhand
my n-gg-s kick doors, probably make jackie chan proud
my head all f-cked up ’cause i been smokin’ on loud
yung joc, n-gg-, it can go down
i got that fire on me right now
i’m hoppin’ out big bodies out of town
money counter go, “beep”, man, i love the sound
[outro]
chains on my neck and all them b-tches shinin’
i remember way back then i ain’t had it
i’m the young n-gg- wit’ racks in the rubberband
my n-gg-s kick doors, probably make jackie chan proud
yung joc, n-gg-, it can go down
i got that fire on me right now
i’m hoppin’ out big bodies out of town
money counter go, “beep”, man, i love the sound
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