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10 - #3six0, 14106lyn, ​trustt & ​deepinparis lyrics

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[intro: 14106lyn]
​lyn
huh

[chorus: 14106lyn]
i got two racks on my body, i got two racks for my twin
i can’t switch up on n0body, that’s a motherf*ckin’ sin
i feel like i’m chosen, b*tch, all i do is win
dropped a bag on these jeans, then i do that sh*t again
i just walked right out the bank, boy, i don’t gotta play pretend
i got money comin’ fast, b*tch, i can’t even count to ten
i just walked right out the bank, boy, i don’t gotta play pretend
b*tch, don’t hit me up again, boy, i’m not your f*ckin’ friend

[verse 1: trustt]
if i cut you off, throw you out and you still complain (yeah)
this is why i dropped you, little b*tch, don’t taint my name (yeah)
showin’ my true colors, i hope god decide my fate (yeah)
breakin’ through the canvas, when i spray ’em i see paint
i got jewels on my body and especially my waist (yeah)
that pеrcent of hatin’, i got all of in my bank (yeah)
all that time you wastin’, i can tеll you got no play (yeah)
i’m so done with winnin’, i got nothin’ left to say (uh)

[verse 2: deepinparis]
if you can’t catch all this sh*t i’m sayin’, you not listenin’
how am i supposed to count these racks when i can’t count to 10?
i just took a break to come back better than i’ve ever been
i’ve been goin’ too d*mn hard, i need to ease it up a bit
yeah, i got so d*mn rich, remember the day it cl!cked (yeah)
you said you think it’s out of reach, i know it never is (yeah)
maybe you wouldn’t sound so bad if you put effort in (yeah)
when i get up on the mic’ i’m leavin’ an impression, b*tch
[chorus: 14106lyn]
i got 2 racks on my body, i got 2 racks for my twin
i can’t switch up on n0body, that’s a motherf*ckin’ sin
i feel like i’m chosen, b*tch, all i do is win
dropped a bag on these jeans, then i do that sh*t again
i just walked right out the bank, boy, i don’t gotta play pretend
i got money comin’ fast, b*tch, i can’t even count to ten
i just walked right out the bank, boy, i don’t gotta play pretend
b*tch, don’t hit me up again, boy, i’m not your f*ckin’ friend

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