CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Armageddon

(Earl on the beat)
(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)

Armageddon
How many rings do you got on, like seven
You still around tryna get it with Devin
f**kin this b*t*h she a matchmade in heaven
Met a little brother that n***a was madaline
Said he gon make it, told him keep peddelin
A don't be contained no substance can settelin
Gandma still bought on the Reverend
Ain't got this studio gambling
Broke out a b*t*h in the back and he damaging
Pass it to gang Peter fitch like makeup
Ass super fat but the titties are a-cup
Been had a tectonic gold like Marc Jacob
Shot for his chest and his life in a hiccup
Rich and I'm weak I cannot do a situp
Body can't just told him go get his fed up
And top

(How much are you sneaks bro?)

Eight grand
Need a b*t*h outside the door it's sand
f**k on the jet till the time that we land
Cool we made it, you still a fan
All of the followers don't even know Gram
Say what I want cause I'm rich and I can