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97 - b$n lyrics

one hundred and fifty on em 97s
should’ve cost me 97
i don’t give a f*ck
n*ggas hating on my coloured denims
i don’t wanna wear em
n*gga feeling like a tracky only sh*t i wanna wear
and its a pity that they envy
life’s looking rosy where them other n*ggas sitting
chilling i’m just chilling, got the women in the kitchen
paid my bills just to bill em now i’m worth about a billion
i’m a million in a billion

keep it trilly, im with n*ggas, collectively worth a million
can’t break us how we blocking round the nether like obsidian
my b*tches ain’t offended, if i dodge em i ain’t feeling them
we moving like the mafia, we mobbing all sicilian
this pizza got me leaning
i’m towering over n*ggas
abusing all of my fiends
empowering all these women
i beat and then delete
i’m tired of these b*tches
and the witches and them snitches
i’m switching on em n*ggas
i hook em when i be fishing
i’m chilling with chiller children
i’m sitting where they ain’t sitting
the building comes with a gym and it’s lifting my sinning spirits
in touch and i still feel em
i k!lled a k!llers k!ller
i’m winning, a n*gga spending
one hundred and fifty on em 97s
should’ve cost me 97
i don’t give a f*ck
n*ggas hating on my coloured denims
i don’t wanna wear em
n*gga feeling like a tracky only sh*t i wanna wear
and its a pity that they envy
life’s looking rosy from where them other n*ggas sitting
chilling i’m just chilling, got the women in the kitchen
bills paid just to bill em now i’m worth about a billion
i’m a million in a billion

im a trillionaire
and i’m running different races, ima see you there
throwing shade, chasing shadows round a silhouette
medals we ain’t winners yet
got a silver he was trying
i swear to god, ain’t trust a b*tch with my life
i’m with shak he drlling six to the nine
n*gga busy making sticks turn to fire
red lights, im like biggie in the ride
no diddy, i had fifty shots to die
so we still keep it on us n*gga
ain’t no telling if he selling, keep the stick by my side
i swear to god i made it obvious
he was sweating, and he left his n*ggas prisoned, he inside spending
one hundred and fifty on em 97s
should’ve cost me 97
i don’t give a f*ck
n*ggas hating on my coloured denims
i don’t wanna wear em
n*gga feeling like a tracky only sh*t i wanna wear
and its a pity that they envy
life’s looking rosy where them other n*ggas sitting
chilling i’m just chilling, got the women in the kitchen
paid my bills just to bill em now i’m worth about a billion
i’m a million in a billion

- bn lyrics

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