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New Money / Prada U
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Destroy Lonely
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (And I made some new money but I thought of you) Yeah, yeah, yeah (We got comfortable) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Impossible) I put this sh*t on, yeah, I'm proud of you I'm in this b*t*h with Clayco Ain't no stopping me, impossible All these n***as copy drip and follow suit Funny b*t*hes talkin' sh*t, it's inaudible F**k a redhead b*t*h and call her Kim Possible N***a, hell yeah, this Margiela sh*t so comfortable Heard the "Yeah, yeah, yeah," now she getting comfortable And we smoking palm trees, damn, this sh*t so tropical Baby, come with me on this mission like Poptropica And yes, I'm Lonely, baby, dodgin' these obstacles I wonder why my heart so cold and meltin' like popsicles All these people cappin' sayin' they proud of you I just put this sh*t on and tell myself, "I'm proud of you" All these b*t*hes flocking, guess that's what Prada do And when you're touchin' money, gotta keep Glocks on you I'm touching money like a wishing well, baby And I made some new money but I thought of you Yeah, I saw some blue hundreds and I thought of you And I made some new money, spent it all on you I don't think I can keep running, need some new shoes See, I just need some new money, not no bad news When you walk in the house, all you smell is gas, n***a And we smoking strong, you know what we pa**ing I'm speaking right now, not the past tense And I have it right now, not the past tense I'm so high, I can't speak complete sentences I'm having big bankrolls and I'll spend it I'm never tripping 'cause I know that I'll make it back Have I been gone for too long? Did I make it back? (Oh yeah) And we smoking pounds of the gas If you play with this sh*t, get them snakes on your a** It get real in the field and you don't get it back I'm a young rich n***a still gettin' sad Yeah, I bet I still get a bag Gonna take this b*t*h and put some Rick Owens on her a** And I just got the key going not so fast And my n***as Deebo-in' red rags But some n***as go deep in 'bout the racks And I'm in this b*t*h going full speed Gotta keep control so I don't crash I can't lose my soul for some f**kin' cash Ain't no stopping me, impossible All these n***as copy drip and follow suit Funny b*t*hes talkin' sh*t, it's inaudible F**k a redhead b*t*h and call her Kim Possible N***a, hell yeah, this Margiela sh*t so comfortable Heard the "Yeah, yeah, yeah," now she getting comfortable And we smoking palm trees, damn, this sh*t so tropical Baby, come with me on this mission like Poptropica And yes, I'm Lonely, baby, dodgin' these obstacles I wonder why my heart so cold and meltin' like popsicles All these people cappin' sayin' they proud of you I just put this sh*t on and tell myself, "I'm proud of you" All these b*t*hes flocking, guess that's what Prada do And when you're touchin' money, gotta keep Glocks on you I'm touching money like a wishing well, baby And I made some new money but I thought of you When I seen them blue hundreds, yeah, I thought of you Yeah, yeah, yeah
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