qp - 354 lyrics
wh*wh*when they ask me where this money come from?
i can say no shi*
th*th*they just wanna know how i came up with this rapping sh*t
mama think i’m illuminati, but i’m just a perfect fit
sh*she can’t really know how i got my f*cking pockets lit
all about my business
i don’t really be talking with these rats no more
po*popped too many pills, like the weeknd
can’t feel my face no more
ro*roll my weed, i came here
i get paid up in advance, hoe
pour up now i can fly like bird
i’m still richer than your man, hoe
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
f*ck this sh*t
i got problems with these p*ssies
like my name is f*cking zouma
i got patience like i’m buddha
ima switch lanes, i’m a mover
que pasa? call her, puta
i got rich off selling mulla
ho*ho*hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up
f*ck this sh*t
i got problems with these p*ssies
like my name is f*cking zouma
i got patience like i’m buddha
ima switch lanes, i’m a mover
que pasa? call her, puta
i got rich off selling* huh
i’ma text like two of these girls
but my russian b*tch say cyka
you can tell that she’s a demon
by just looking at her features
all my timeless pieces cooler
i got emo b*tches, new rock
da*d*mn, all eyes on me like tupac
f*ck it, change my name, go cuba
(outro)
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