CORRECT LYRICS

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Hitmaka!
Right Now Sound (Sound)
Mmh, yeah, yeah, mmh, yeah
Mmh, yeah, yeah, yeah-ah
Yeah, yeah, mmh-yeah

Yeah, fast money don't tempt me (Tempt me)
I'mma hit the bank 'till it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going straight to a ten-piece (Yeah, one by one)
Bustin' the clip 'till it's empty (Brrah)
All my n***as in the vibe, getting tipsy (Tipsy)
I'mma hit the bank 'till it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going straight to a ten-piece (Wow)
Bustin' the clip 'till it's empty (Oh yeah)

She love the way I'm walkin' in, yeah (Yeah)
I love the way she talkin' it, yeah (Yeah)
Five-foot-three, awkward ass, yeah (Yeah)
I'm just tryna put my all in it, yeah (Woah)
She don't wanna go home to her man (Man)
You gon' make him mad (Mad)
Little waist, thick thighs, from the front (Bad)
Oh, you in your bag (Yeah)
Ten grand, somethin' light (Somethin' light, no)
Kurt Cobain doors, suicide (Suicide)
I can make your main b*t*h stay for the night (For the night)
Yeah, but I don't got the time (Time)
G5 Jet, six shows in a week (Week)
Make money even when I be sleep (Sleep)
I be in a ride, late night, on the creek (Creek, creek)
GLOCK 9, be right on the seat (Boom, boom)