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get the money - youngboysav lyrics

since i young i was tryna get some bands
stack it up, get the brand-new gucci bag
i said when i get rich i’ma split it with my man’s
hold up, let me do my money dance
(yeah)
hold up i might count a hundred bands
(yeah)
i’ma put it off in that gucci side bag
(yeah)
no mike, don’t let her cry no more
no more fred’s bringing down the door
now i get the money drop it all on the floor
count of four then i count up to the lord
y’all score no descent born
got a new form, girl her name is loren
i’m a designer
(foreign)
drip too hard got your girls staring
i wanna use a strap
i don’t ever want to lack
punch him in the t–th, oh i see a crack
gold t–th on that get locked
fakes takin’ over, real bros heart of fun
i’ma stay on my grind get these b-tches out of my mind
all they ever do is stay alive
i don’t ever wanna see mama cryin’
all the real ones always dying
ah, peter do you hear the sky flying

- youngboysav lyrics

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