nicki - young blanco lyrics
[intro]
[young blanco]
i can’t feel
diamonds rest upon my neck
i can’t feel
10 degrees upon my chest
yeah that’s on my chest
mix it with the lemonade mix my xan
only friend
you use to be my only friend
money bag that’s my only friend
ben franklin my only friend
i use to get the pack for 10
i’m rollin’ earth
i’m rollin’ just let it burn
came up from the mud, came up from the dirt
yeah i’m from the dirt
came up from the mud, came up from the dirt
bad b-tch and she wit it yeah
bad b-tch and she from the city yeah
yeah nicki from the city yeah
bad b-tch nicki from the city yeah
[young blanco]
froze my wrist, i can’t even move my wrist
froze my b-tch, now she love to match my wrist
walkin’ and we flooding it, we flood it quick
what you spent on that necklace
i need all my dollas quick, promise i won’t quit
b-tch i’m lit, like a pumpkin b-tch i’m lit
married to the money where my wedding ring
i just hit the shop for this, after hit the crib
two b-tches with, two b-tches got em’ squeezin’ in
at the next light gon’ and make this left
yeah, gon’ and make this left
i ain’t been the same ever since
yeah yeah ever since
all i’m worried bout is gettin benjamin
yea yea benjamin
all i’m worried bout is me and benjamin
ay yeah for this cash
all i’m worried bout is focus on this bag
yeah yeah yeah on this bag
all i’m worried bout is focus on this bag
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