Misteaks

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Blanco (UK) - Rap, England

Misteaks

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[Hook: Sainté] Cash when I wake up, I care 'bout that paper Babe, I wanna make up, I don't wanna break up I'm keeping these secrets, I don't wanna break ya Your heart on your sleeve, baby, so you hardly get sleep I'm all that you need, baby, come kick it with me I got a big crib, baby, come stay for a week Tell your friend she can come to the party, you ain't gotta leave We got Dolce & Gabbana on dogs, so my K9s on fleek [Post-Hook: Blanco] Too many misteaks, I feel like my diet changed Don't want economy, I want a private plane The flyest, still got arachnophobia I put my friends on a diamond chain Some goat, I'm the kid on the climbing frame, I'm slimy [Verse 1: Blanco & Sainté] You wanna be T.I. and Tiny, all that I do is sublimely P.E.E., who's that on my IG? C63, they don't wanna drive me Rolex swept, roll deep, I ain't Wiley, she wanna leave me very untimely I blow up the quickest, they ain't crowds, that shit is crickets Left you on delivered, I know how you livin' You know I got places to be (Facts) GMC on the beach, like the president here, got big bezels on me My bruddas got plenty, we standing on business, the office can't party like me Two times two, 4-4, on fleek Cullinan here, double R on your queen Maison Margiela, I know how to steeze Wait, my archive a hunnid degrees Might tell my shawty, "Come get it" My pockets are shredded, you know you can get it with me [Pre-Hook] Ooh-ah It's cash on my mind when I wake up Ooh-ah Baby, it's cash on my mind when I wake up [Hook: Sainté] Cash when I wake up, I care 'bout that paper Babe, I wanna make up, I don't wanna break ya [Verse 2: Blanco] They say I gave up, quitting is not how I came up I lay my head on her A-cup, I put my shirt on her makeup My chronic addiction is paper How can I care 'bout the breakup? Throwing her arse down, pulling her face up If it don't make sense, I'm leaving that cash and taking that pay cut I'm balling, see me in acres They falling, see them, it's blatant What goes up must come down, but he got sent to the sky, that's straight up She-she wanna know what's on my head, this taper Morphing, I breathe out fire, I feel like the black Power Ranger Might see with demons, I don't know none 'bout Shaitan Mum sold Mary Kay, but never sold Avon [Hook: Sainté] Cash when I wake up, I care 'bout that paper Babe, I wanna make up, I don't wanna break up I'm keeping these secrets, I don't wanna break ya Your heart on your sleeve, baby, so you hardly get sleep [Post-Hook: Blanco] Too many misteaks, I feel like my diet changed Don't want economy, I want a private plane The flyest, still got arachnophobia I put my friends on a diamond chain Some goat, I'm the kid on the climbing frame, I'm slimy

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Credits

Writers
  • Blanco (UK)
  • Sainté
  • Cole YoursTruly
  • Lucien Dunne