don't read comments - yung heir lyrics
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
i’m leanin’
when i’m at the bank count commas
and i took off like a comet
and i’m too lit don’t read comments
b*tch i’m too fly like a pilot
i get these bags ok and i pile it
i get to new york then go shoppin’
i get to la like what’s rockin’
i got this bad b*tch give me noggin’
do i get fly like this all the time, yes
do i look cool like this all the time, yes
first i count my dough
then f*ck my hoe, yes
the way i rock these clothes
you’ll think i sew, yes
yeah, i got a new bag
i’m tryna’ figure out how i’m gon’ spend this sh*t
yeah, i’m on rodeo i’m countin’ pesos
i’m checkin’ off my list
big b balenciaga my feet
cc chanel my hoes ain’t cheap
double d’s this b*tch can’t wear small tee’s
new ride skrt off the lot beep beep
crossing me you entered danger yeah
i’m with my thugs won’t lift fingers yeah
and they all still doing capers yeah
got no cape for that hoe no i can’t save her yeah
i got this thick b*tch ride like a stallion
hit from the back one leg up i’m balancing
know i got racks not checkin’ my balances
know i got hoes and none of em’ average
yeah i’m takin’ all of my girls out to five star restaurants
change they pallets up
yeah i’m takin all of my girls to go shop
oh yeah changing they wardrobe up
i remember they didn’t know me
yeah now look they know me
yeah i remember they didn’t like me
yeah now they got no choice to like me
yeah
when i’m at the bank count commas
and i took off like a comet
and i’m too lit don’t read comments
b*tch i’m too fly like a pilot
i get these bags ok and i pile it
i get to new york then go shoppin’
i get to la like what’s rockin’
i got this bad b*tch give me noggin’
do i get fly like this all the time, yes
do i look cool like this all the time, yes
first i count my dough
then f*ck my hoe, yes
the way i rock these clothes
you’ll think i sew, yes
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