letra de stna - blacc zacc
[intro: cook laflare]
this money man
this money just comin’ in man
ayy, fast fast, ayy
ayy, foreign whip go fast fast, ayy
they think they poppin’, i’m gettin’ the last laugh, ayy
ayy, ayy, fast cash, ayy
i’m hittin’ the scene, i’m gettin’ that fast cash, ayy, ayy
think i’m last laugh, ayy, ayy
ayy, fast fast, ayy
ayy, foreign whip go fast fast, ayy
[chorus: cook laflare]
it’s a new world, call it jugg usa
i got a lot of clients like the stna
i pour a four up of that morton ’cause that codeine delicious
these broke birds all thick, they lovin’ hip hop b-tches
they tryna spend my bag
i just give that b-tch some d-ck and tell her get in her bag
if that b-tch real she might get them paper tags
ayy, ayy, i’m gon’ get the last laugh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 1: cook laflare]
i was broke as f-ck, them hoes ain’t f-ck with us
now my pockets up, them hoes can’t speak to us
now it’s model hoes, them hoes is week to us
we don’t f-ck with broke b-tches, them hoes can’t leech off us
disrespect me, come see your parents, this sh-t get deep with us
we took off on them f-ck n-gg-s hatin’, they didn’t believe in us
sip that codeine straight out the bottle, i didn’t need the cup
my b-tch done leveled up on her friends, and now she so in love
cold cold cold cold cold cold world
i’m just floating on my wave like the black pearl
ayy, when it’s my time, i hope god take my soul
i know n-gg-s coming home who was up the road
[chorus: cook laflare]
it’s a new world, call it jugg usa
i got a lot of clients like the stna
i pour a four up of that morton ’cause that codeine delicious
these broke birds all thick, they lovin’ hip hop b-tches
they tryna spend my bag
i just give that b-tch some d-ck and tell her get in her bag
if that b-tch real she might get them paper tags
ayy, ayy, i’m gon’ get the last laugh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 2: blacc zacc]
i got a bad yellow b-tch, she got an -ss like deelishis
strap a brick up on her t-t and put that ho on a mission
pour a four up out that pint, i’m tryna f-ck up my kidneys
on the perc ten, got a n-gg- tweakin’ and itchin’
she tryna spend my bag
if that b-tch real she might get a brand new jag
it ain’t nothin’, ten thousand on a birkin bag
i got all this cash ayy, foreign whip go fast ayy
spent two hundred cash ayy, ayy, ayy
we was broke as f-ck, now n-gg- look at us
sprintin’ to them racks, i had to run it up
think i signed with dj khaled, all these keys with us
they was talkin’ down but now they wanna be with us
[chorus: cook laflare]
it’s a new world, call it jugg usa
i got a lot of clients like the stna
i pour a four up of that morton ’cause that codeine delicious
these broke birds all thick, they lovin’ hip hop b-tches
they tryna spend my bag
i just give that b-tch some d-ck and tell her get in her bag
if that b-tch real she might get them paper tags
ayy, ayy, i’m gon’ get the last laugh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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