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believe me - 3mg lyrics

[chorus]
they ain’t believe me, i told ’em i’d do it
now i got a benz in the back and a urus
now they wan’ ask me “how did he do it?”
i’m pushin’ the b*tton, i’m leavin’ em clueless
b*tch i stay cold, yeah i ride with the coolest
f*ck with the gang, you meetin’ my shooters
can’t f*ck with your team, that’s a whole lotta losers
came in the scene and i’m makin’ ’em students

[verse 1]
no you ain’t hotter, bro do not be foolish
new phone like “who this?”
and my new b*tch a nudist
yeah i always knew this
momma knew that she raised a star
i ain’t ever gon’ give up, i put in the hours and we ’bout to take the charts
we ’bout to cop the cars, we ’bout to get us a crib in the hills
imma sell out a show and get out the dark
we ’bout to pop, i promise
ten years in the making, i’m locked in
i ain’t gon’ stop till we poppin’
i ain’t gon’ stop till the jet in the air and i’m seeing la from the c*ckpit
[chorus]
they ain’t believe me, i told ’em i’d do it
now i got a benz in the back and a urus
now they wan’ ask me “how did he do it?”
i’m pushin’ the b*tton, i’m leavin’ em clueless
b*tch i stay cold, yeah i ride with the coolest
f*ck with the gang, you meetin’ my shooters
can’t f*ck with your team, that’s a whole lotta losers
came in the scene and i’m makin’ ’em students

they ain’t believe me, i told ’em i’d do it
now i got a benz in the back and a urus
now they wan’ ask me “how did he do it?”
i’m pushin’ the b*tton, i’m leavin’ em clueless
b*tch i stay cold, yeah i ride with the coolest
f*ck with the gang, you meetin’ my shooters
can’t f*ck with your team, that’s a whole lotta losers
came in the scene and i’m makin’ ’em students

[verse 2]
brand new bag came in, i’m ’bout to flex up on these hoes
i just whipped the rari, i done got me one of those
imma need that rari red, that red that make you smile
wear my shoes, walk a mile, i bet you gon’ fold and cry
i done been through some sh*t that you cannot imagine
been through some sh*t that done made me a savage
100 round cause a whole lotta damage
h*llcat with the leather, not plastic
bad b*tch with a cake, it ain’t plastic
dior my body, you’d think i’m in fashion
i don’t do card b*tch, i need me my cash and
imma go run it up till my last day
pull up, your b*tch, yeah, she screamin’ my name
i put in the work and i been through the pain
i count up a hundred, remember the days
me and leon in the stu’ on the way
now we rollin’, spider switchin’ the lane
everyday 100k, we gettin’ paid
we in the stu’ and then we on the plane
i can’t live average, no we ain’t the same
[chorus]
they ain’t believe me, i told ’em i’d do it
now i got a benz in the back and a urus
now they wan’ ask me “how did he do it?”
i’m pushin’ the b*tton, i’m leavin’ em clueless
b*tch i stay cold, yeah i ride with the coolest
f*ck with the gang, you meetin’ my shooters
can’t f*ck with your team, that’s a whole lotta losers
came in the scene and i’m makin’ ’em students

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