letra de mpr - young n fly
[intro: travis scott]
it’s lit
[chorus: travis scott]
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (it’s lit)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah (straight up)
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (yeah)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they be so upset (yeah)
[verse 1: travis scott]
thousand dollars on me, i’ve been going all week
diamonds, all my drugs, n-gga, i can’t get no sleep
i just want some love, i’ve been going way too deep
falling on my mouth, bank can’t give me no more weight
top play, aye they haters, young n-gga tryna say sh-t
big dog conversation, big ice revelation
rolex rollin’ on my piece, i been going fine all week
yeah, i designed my feet
i f-cked around and smashed your niece
man, they hate, why they can’t relate, yeah
light skin n-ggas, they just stand and pay, hideaway, yeah
i’ve been going ways
up all my coats and going away
every time, even family time, it take no place, yeah
[chorus: travis scott]
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (it’s lit)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah (straight up)
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (yeah)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they be so upset, yeah (yeah)
[verse 2: young n fly]
young n-gga, i got the dough, yeah
i’ma f-ck her at the show, yeah
pull up, i got it for low, yeah
girl, [?] you don’t know, yeah
she loves when i flex with them checks
she gimme long neck, t-rex
i get so high like a jet
get that b-tch like i play for the mets, yeah
they talkin’, i do not got time for that sh-t
i’m ballin’, i do not got time for that b-tch
wildin’, i don’t got no time, ain’t no wrist
you do not know when your tommy gon’ tick
bad b-tch, i’m signin’ her t-ts with my d-ck
cop her designer, she say that it’s lit
i’m coppin’ the iron, we hittin’ this l!ck
i’m coppin’ the iron, we gettin’ this sh-t
remember way back when they thought i was trippin’?
now everybody wanna look how i’m livin’
i know they mad ’cause these n-ggas don’t get it
i know they mad, i just had to hit it
you n-ggas ain’t pop a tag in a minute
i’m boxin’, the wings hit the bag in a minute
walk in with them bags, i’m baggin’ the b-tches
walk in with them bags and bag them digits
[chorus: travis scott]
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (it’s lit)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah (straight up)
money, power, respect, eatin’ breakfast on a jet (yeah)
we got cash to get, carats hangin’ from my neck (yeah)
money, power, respect, quit the talkin’, cut the check
every time they see us flex, they be so upset, yeah (yeah)
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