lirik lagu ¥$, kanye west, ty dolla $ign, rich the kid, peso pluma - gimme a second 2
[verse 1: rich the kid]
yeah, they heard about me
young n~gga, i was runnin’ wild as a bad child, livin’ figure eight
young n~gga ran the money up, now i put a b~tch in a figure eight (figure eight)
hold on (hold on), let’s get somethin’ straight
i was runnin’ ’round, tryna get me straight
like a fat kid, tryna get some cake
she eat it up like buffet (buffet)
she eat it up right there in the driveway (skrrt)
skipped class, i ain’t never had a hyundai
water on me like, “where is pump?” ayy
chasin’ money like, “where? that way”
i was geeked, took a half a bean
don’t play with me like gasoline
and she love flexin’, let her join the team
[chorus: rich the kid]
flexin’
wake up and brush my t~~th, got on a flooded cuban necklace
i was broke, couldn’t buy no waffle house, my pockets pregnant (real life)
hold on, let me count it, give me a second (hold on, beep)
[verse 2: kanye west & ty dolla $ign]
flexin’
girl named dallas, send a hundred texts
yeah, before i send a b~tch a blessing
i need to see if the s~x good, i’m a s~xist
cop that new ferrari truck, yeah, and the tesla
top~notch b~tch, get the most, not the lesser
f~ck my b~tch from the back too hard, she say, “that d~ck aggressive”
walk in, buy the whole building, real estate profile looking impressive
my oldest said, “daddy not going to heaven”
treat me like a deadbeat, said i wasn’t present
they was tryna treat a king like a peasant
they bought my son a new dad like it’s no headache
i don’t give a f~ck about sh~t, i’m irreverent
last time i got h~lla hate
treated like i wasn’t intellige’
real body, but they h~lla fake
gettin’ tours, i got h~lla dates
the p~ssy tight, the money right, she gon’ sell a bit
then they walk around like she celibate
[bridge: rich the kid]
wake up and brush my t~~th, got on a flooded cuban necklace
i was broke, couldn’t buy no waffle house, my pockets pregnant (real life)
hold on, let me count it, give me a second (beep)
[verse 3: peso pluma]
océano, ando en el mar, colgándole el ak
sus culitos hacen “clap”, rolando en un zig~zag
muchas pacas, menos mal, ya saben que ando high
no es el phantom, cullinan, voy tapado y no es irak
el navesón aventador, una mansión como playboy
lo que una noche de morro soñó
algunas dicen que soy un f~ckboy
f~ck, no, no, no
ya no sé ni cuántas son las pastillas que me dio
esta niña en el trocón
me la llevo y qué sé yo
lista pa’ sacar la glock
[outro: rich the kid]
flexin’
wake up and brush my t~~th, got on a flooded cuban necklace
i was broke, couldn’t buy no waffle house, my pockets pregnant (real life)
hold on, let me count it, give me a second (hold on, beep)
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