Corporate

Lyrics
[Intro] (Who made this shit?) (Abid, you made this?) (Abid on the beat) (M-M-M-M10 Productions) (That shit smokin' what the-) You see my neck and wrist, thats a quater I was in the traphouse takin' orders I could finesse a pack through the border I'm tryna run me up a whole fortune He got his gun but never smoked one I'm tryna fuck a bitch thats foreign I'm tryna step in these Off-White Jordans Rolex watch, they say I'm important Bands can't fold, I done went corporate Still gotta' watch out for the informants You tryna ball, we leave you open Better still run it up like you supposed to Yeah, bеtter still run it up like you supposed to [Verse 1] Bеtter still run it up like you supposed to Long live wass, we done make this shit global
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Credits
- Writers
- Burna Bandz