Ot7QUANNY - Bout My Money (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ot7QUANNY - Bout My Money (en) Lyrics
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(Ayo, Saint)
(Damn, Cheme, how you do that?)
I know one thing, I'm 'bout
my money (Yeah)
Jump out at the corner store, left
the Wraith runnin' (Yoom)
Candy-green Culli' look like
Tylenol (Like Tylenol)
Left wrist got points like
I play basketball (Bling)
Bad bitches love me, I can't get 'em
off me (I can't get 'em off me)
Breath probably stink, all this
dog shit talkin' (Rrr)
Boy, you think this a game? You
ain't on my level (Boy)
Dunk on a nigga ass like I'm
Anthony Edwards (Yeah)
Fell in love with drugs, I'm locked
in with the plug (Brrt)
Louis bag stuffed, 250K in dubs, huh
Shit-poppin' committee, they know
how we comin', huh (Yeah)
Boy, I feel like Plies, I
got plenty money (Money)
I'm a dog-ass nigga, I love
gettin' chicken (Chicken)
Spent that boy life savings at
designer district (Yeah)
I got all kind of drip, I mix
Gucci with Marni (Yeah)
Me and Quanny make you run it up faster
than Sha'Carri (Richardson)
I'm iced up, yup (Yup), they
like us? Nope (Nope)
I'm young and turnt, boy (Boy),
I ain't goin' broke (Pussy)
Neck a whole brick, this shit
on the floor (Yeah)
She like, "Oh shit, I never
seen a Ghost" (Yeah)
Jump out at the jewelry store, I'm 'bout
to spend some hundreds (Frrt)
Foreigns back to back, 'bout my
skrilla like I'm Yak, huh
Sosa get them racks, 500K
in my lap (Yeah)
Goin' broke, nope (Nope), I give
the trenches hope (Hope)
You know I'm a GOAT, pulled
up in that fuckin' Ghost
(In that fuckin' Ghost)
I'm gettin' money, yes (Yes), I'm
all about that check (Check)
And I hope that vest you bought
got a turtleneck (Pussy)
I feel like Birdman, I'm number-
one stunna (Number-one stunna)
All my chains bussin' (All my chains
bussin'), this shit ain't nothin',
huh (This shit ain't nothin')
Left the Wraith runnin', my
young niggas straight gunnin'
(Straight gunnin')
Uh, uh, my young niggas
straight gunnin'
And I ain't come to play,
Maybach cost 300K (300K)
I hear 'em sayin' I went broke,
it ain't no fuckin' way,
huh (Ain't no fuckin' way)
Get straight to that guap, my
pockets filled up with knots
(Filled up with guap)
He tryna run from the chop, frrt,
that bitch hit his top (Frrt)
I went from rags to riches, foreign
cars, racks, and bitches, huh
I'm really havin' chicken, rubber-
band stacker, nigga
Huh, huh
I'm really havin' chicken, rubber
band stackin', nigga (Beep)
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