letra de 24 remix (ft. money man) - lil demar
burnin’ on lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
r.i.p. kobe bryant, r.i.p. 24
i can make a cool 50k in less than 24 hours
ridin’ with the pack through the tennessee mountains
vpn, socks, and at least three routers/
i’ma thumb through it, i don’t need no counter
had to resuscitate a b-tch, my neck almost drowned her
i got oil, i got hemp, i got wax, i got flower
burnin’ on pre-roll, finna go to pluto
drippin’ real hard when i’m hoppin’ out two-door
i just met a psychedelic plug named hugo
30 laptops in my motherf-ckin’ condo
white collar diamonds, n-gga ballin’ like lonzo
these n-ggas overrated like joe flacco
feelin’ like jim jones, n-gga, i’m a capo
i’ma flip a rolls-royce, i’m feelin’ like pop smoke
banana cream cake in my motherf-ckin’ headwrap
if i don’t like the smell, then the pack get sent back
if i don’t like his energy, i push a n-gga sh-t back
megan had us all listenin’ to bagg, big facts
yeah rip 24 rip 8
ive been grinding up until late
got me a house with a lake
might go cop me a snake
chilling with a hunnid’ rounds up in that drac;
you know be b-tch im fast and furious
im sipping this lean im delirious
f-ck you b-tch you not gon’ carry it
she know i get racks, she know my mentality
grew up in the trap watching kobe yam on a n-gga
pull up in the porsche, yeah, the pan’ on a n-gga
yeah, pull up in the dodge, yeah, the ram on a n-gga
anybody try, yeah, i’ma blam on n-ggas
i’m the head bad guy, 50 different gridlines
turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline
i was over drippin’, i should start my own clothing line
got two jits, dawg, i’ll die for both of mine
i ain’t never satisfied ’til my money increase
f-cked up the profile, too many inquiries
they be low-key hatin’, i can hear ’em whispering
all these baguette chains, you can see ’em glimmering
had to make a u-turn, i just seen a roadblock
i ain’t playin’ no games, i ain’t sparin’ no opps
it’s a full moon now, so i’m burnin’ moon rock
livin’ off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
burnin’ on lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
r.i.p. kobe bryant, r.i.p. 24
i can make a cool 50k in less than 24 hours
ridin’ with the pack through the tennessee mountains
vpn, socks, and at least three routers
i’ma thumb through it, i don’t need no counter
had to resuscitate a b-tch, my neck almost drowned her
i got oil, i got hemp, i got wax, i got flower
burnin’ on pre-roll, finna go to pluto
drippin’ real hard when i’m hoppin’ out two-door
i just met a psychedelic plug named hugo
30 laptops in my motherf-ckin’ condo
white collar diamonds, n-gga ballin’ like lonzo
these n-ggas overrated like joe flacco
feelin’ like jim jones, n-gga, i’m a capo
i’ma flip a rolls-royce, i’m feelin’ like pop smoke
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