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letra de first! - amirzk$

[intro]
(internet money, b-tch, hahahaha)
(cashmoneyap!)
(chasethemoney!, chasethemoney!)
yeah
(hahahahaha! nick you’re stupid!)
we love you, tecca
(perfect!)

[chorus: the kid laroi]
i remember times when i ain’t have sh-t
no food in my crib, now i live lavish (oh, no-no-no)
they say they love me to my face, but they can’t stand it
them hoes ain’t f-ck with me back then, now they attracted
fn attached to my bro and he gon’ blast it
don’t tell me what i’ve been through, you don’t know
made it out thе mud, with or without you, i’m good
did it for my lil’ bro, just to show him one day you could
i did this for my mama ’cause i told her onе day i would

[verse 1: nle choppa]
my n-ggas trappin’ out the bando, shout out to the migos (the migos)
if a n-gga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole (grrah)
the trap always open, b-tch, we ain’t never closed
we movin’ them packs and we movin’ them kilos
step one, step two, do my dance in this b-tch
got a hundred some drums like a band in this b-tch
man, she keep on b-tchin’, all that naggin’ and sh-t
ho, shut the f-ck up and just gag on this d-ck
i’m a side n-gga, and i love when she swallow
if her n-gga say something, hit him with a hollow
that glizzy (yeah), knock your meat out your taco (your taco)
flexin’ on these b-tches, they call me johnny bravo
school of hard knocks, let me take you to class
my b-tch is real skinny, but she got a lot of ass
i love counting money, i get a lot of cash
if you try to take it from me, his toe gon’ have a tag, yeah
[chorus: lil tecca]
i got a pack, hit ’em and do it again
f-ck it, i’m f-ckin’ her friend
i got bands, one day i’m flying to france
juggin’ ’til a n-gga land
you got a man, know what i do to ya mans?
no i ain’t shootin’ the hands, took an l, i ain’t took one again
crashed the ‘rari so i hopped in the benz
so, ooooh, it’s crazy how they watch a young n-gga gon’ move
it’s crazy, worry about yourself n-gga, make a move
you steady watchin’ all the winnin’ n-ggas, you gon’ lose
i don’t gotta prove, you steady watchin’ all the winnin’ n-ggas
you gon’ lose, i will never lose
[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
yes give me, a girl from disney
and a happy meal, pretty please don’t gyp me
on fries (ketchup!), on the guys, uh-huh
mcdonalds ’cause they still sellin’ pies, uh-huh
just bought a new suit, got mob ties, uh-huh
said he want beef, pull up, five guys, uh-huh
yes i’m fire, lil’ different like pumpkin fries
um, hol’ up, uh, where’s my weed guys? (huh?)
[post-chorus: amirzk$, lil tecca, the kid laroi,nle choppa,t.k]
i remember times when i ain’t have sh-t
no food in my crib, now i live lavish (oh, no-no-no)
they say they love me to my face, but they can’t stand it
them hoes ain’t f-ck with me back then, now they attracted
fn attached to my bro and he gon’ blast it
don’t tell me what i’ve been through, you don’t know
made it out the mud, with or without you, i’m good
did it for my lil’ bro, just to show him one day you could
i did this for my mama ’cause i told her one day i would
my n-ggas trappin’ out the bando, shout out to the migos (the migos)
if a n-gga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole (grrah)
the trap always open, b-tch, we ain’t never closed
i got a pack, hit ’em and do it again
f-ck it, i’m f-ckin’ her friend
i got bands, one day i’m flying to france
juggin’ ’til a n-gga land
you got a man, know what i do to ya mans?
no i ain’t shootin’ the hands, took an l, i ain’t took one again
crashed the ‘rari so i hopped in the benz
so, ooooh, it’s crazy how they watch a young n-gga gon’ move
it’s crazy, worry about yourself n-gga, make a move
you steady watchin’ all the winnin’ n-ggas, you gon’ lose
i don’t gotta prove, you steady watchin’ all the winnin’ n-ggas
you gon’ lose, i will never lose
[outro]
(internet money, b-tch, hahahaha)
(cashmoneyap!)
(chasethemoney!, chasethemoney!)
yeah
(hahahahaha! nick you’re stupid!)
we love you, tecca
(perfect!)
(zk$ on tha beat!)

- amirzk

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