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lirik lagu fast money – trdee

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[verse 1: trdee]
gettin’ fast money just like dz, i ain’t fmb
lately, i been feelin’ like big meech, but i ain’t sold a ki’
n*ggas hated jesus, i ain’t trippin’, you know how it be
boy, come get your b*tch, she wanna f*ck me, tryna be low*key
tryna turn a milli’ to a billi’, grindin’ ’til i can’t
coppin’ sh*t so rare, i’m on a different level, higher rank
come and try to take some sh*t from us, we make ’em walk the plank
they like, “dee, you lookin’ happy,” why? ’cause i just left the bank
got her own money, fire head, d*mn, this b*tch complete
i’ma leave her quicker than i mеt her, better not miss a bеat
old beef, i caught him by his self, and he thought sh*t was sweet
he ain’t never been out to miami, let him meet the heat
i ain’t never met n0body like me, think i’m one of none
they gon’ cook me if they catch me lackin’, had to get a gun
i can tell you that i do this often, but this sh*t for fun
white buffalos with black tint, lookin’ like a nun
lookin’ just like money, you could smell it, come and take a sniff
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, wouldn’t save him hangin’ from a cliff
n*ggas really changin’ like the prices when you buy bricks
ridin’ with that pole, but ain’t n0body tryna catch a fish
they don’t even know i’m ridin’ ’round with somethin’ new
every day i’m blessed, i’m thankin’ god i ain’t you
you wish you was me, but you can’t walk in my shoe
d*mn, i’m high as h*ll, it been a minute since i flew
[verse 2: cash kidd]
she said, “i was scared to ask to suck your d*ck ’cause you so rude”
n*ggas p*ss poor, still won’t get a job ’cause they too cool
currently, i’m sippin’ drank, relaxin’ in my pool
how ironic, gotta keep a drac’ with all these jewels
climbin’ to the top, they ain’t hold me down, i felt the ladder shakin’
woke up to some neck and a ‘wood today to activate me
she want my banana? not until she apple pay me
california king with your queen, finna ej*cul*te me
want me to put her on the money like a pass from brady
amber alert, she been missin’, i just sn*tched your lady
he can’t take it, lil’ dork keep havin’ chest pains
broke*ass boy, go punch the clock like a chess game
short temper, b*tch, my head hot, but my neck ain’t
bow your head, let’s pray, foreign got a fresh plate
big chrome tee 3x like a s*x tape
he tried hard to get over his runner, but he just can’t
better play some cash kidd, bet you get some cash, n*gga
i ain’t got no bbl, but i get big backends
amg, bag dance, spinnin’ blocks, trashman
i got your b*tch on her four like a headband

- trdee

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