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[Intro] Oyedevklok! [Chorus] My whip, my bitch and all the brands I rock, they all foreign You niggas gossip, if it ain't 'bout profit, I ignore it Niggas know wassup, we won't talk if it ain't 'bout money And they can't hang with us, they know they movin' funny Hate the game and not the player Maybe I should run for mayor I be burning them blue candles, got Ezili in my prayers I'm tryna get a hunnid acres, big crib, no neighbours Greenland niggas and my sauce got different flavors [Verse 1] Ah-ah, oh shit, Rosalvo back on his shit Insert the chip and the profit lookin' like I sold a brick No I'm not like none of you niggas, I'm just tryna add up the figures Make a fuck nigga bitter, from the basement like Big Tiggеr Credit line on a profile and wе ain't paying back I got people on the inside and we gon' split these racks We got scammers, we got dope boys, Forgies on a new toy Been doin' this shit for a while now, it ain't new boy My heart is broken, money is the only thing that could get it fixed I told my day ones if they stay down Imma make 'em rich [Chorus] My whip, my bitch and all the brands I rock, they all foreign You niggas gossip, if it ain't 'bout profit, I ignore it Niggas know wassup, we won't talk if it ain't 'bout money And they can't hang with us, they know they movin' funny Hate the game and not the player Maybe I should run for mayor I be burning them blue candles, got Ezili in my prayers I'm tryna get a hunnid acres, big crib, no neighbours Greenland niggas and my sauce got different flavors [Verse 2] We got used to it, it's reup, sell it, get it back Not everybody understands, but street niggas relate to that Walk around like I'm the man, but bitch I am, don't see no cap Money moves, I call my dawg like broski we gon' get on that Hoping I get a foreign car Couple niggas 'round the city be playing with cards He got served some shit and now he chilling with the stars Niggas want me dead but I don't give a fuck at all No none at all Shorty said these niggas don't like you But I'm playin' it cool Cause I can understand these lil' niggas don't got the juice [Chorus] My whip, my bitch and all the brands I rock, they all foreign You niggas gossip, if it ain't 'bout profit, I ignore it Niggas know wassup, we won't talk if it ain't 'bout money And they can't hang with us, they know they movin' funny Hate the game and not the player Maybe I should run for mayor I be burning them blue candles, got Ezili in my prayers I'm tryna get a hunnid acres, big crib, no neighbours Greenland niggas and my sauce got different flavors
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Credits
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- Oyedevklok!
- Woody TS
- Rosalvo