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amg - jerm (producer) lyrics

[chorus: k suave]
yeah, bae i count up hundreds, and i ain’t even think ‘bout s*x
she like “that’s why you’re too humble” she said that as a flex
yeah, n*gga i’m far from broke, 16,000 for rent
heard you talking sh*t, bet you won’t say it again
chrome hearts all over my body, rick owens baby i’m stylin’
wake up in guatemala, i’m in an amg, f*ck is a charger?
i’m getting high with buddha, we right down the street from sunny
i don’t even wanna go to club tonight unless they got room for that money

[verse: k suave]
don’t go broke tryna keep up with us, n*gga, ayy, that boy a dummy
i’m on my way right now, don’t rush me
i just want you for the night, she blowin’ me
i got my n*ggas out, wildin’ on campus
she get her own bag, my hoe independent
i need some drank, the money i zelle’d it
i put my ice on a scale and they broked it
we got guns on guns, who the f*ck you think you robbin’, yeah
my draco bis*xual, i pulled his ass out the closet, yeah
i’m in the trap with my n*ggas, recording this song off of logic, yeah
i keep them racks in the bank, but i got some racks in my pocket, yeah
these hoes ain’t show no love back then, told ’em keep on walkin’
i put my d*ck in her mouth while she talkin’
i lost my puff, but i found me a perc’
posted in philly, like i’m uzi vert
posted with hoes, i ain’t got no respect
posted with guns, this a glock and a tec
i’m out of town and, i might not come back
i can’t focus right now, i’m stressed
i got fly as f*ck, just to watch shrek
baby, i’ma put you through a test
baby, can you count all these packs?
i’m out here lookin for wock, not tec
i know it gets you higher though, but i wanna test the best
she wanna know when i’m coming home, i’ma just send her a text
[chorus: k suave]
yeah, bae i count up hundreds, and i ain’t even think ‘bout s*x
she like “that’s why you’re too humble” she said that as a flex
yeah, n*gga i’m far from broke, 16,000 for rent
heard you talking sh*t, bet you won’t say it again
chrome hearts all over my body, rick owens baby i’m stylin’
wake up in guatemala, i’m in an amg, f*ck is a charger?
i’m getting high with buddha, we right down the street from sunny
i don’t wanna go to club tonight unless they got room for all this money

- jerm producer lyrics

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