Nagalli, he felt me the magic
Goddamn
High cash, we ain’t even broke
Stay away, we’re not even bro (Goddamn)
In the village, man, we walked (Woah)
Young girl wants my gang (What?)
I make cash, there’s no time off (Goddamn)
My bitch on the phone
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one?
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one? (Goddamn)
Bitch, we’re at the party
With this hashish, we’re in the sesh
Making money, we’re in a hurry
We make the cash that is smarter
We take the GLE seat
There’s cash in the double C bag
It’s Smurf, swimming in the glass of lean
Trap we live, bro, we can’t teach
Ref’ for us is Waka Flocka
We make money, we don’t take a break
We want this money, we don’t want little
If I jump to the dance, bro, party ‘poca
Young girl wants to smoke, we pass the ball
My bro with lean darker than Coke
The bitch is tight like skinny pants
I want money, I don’t want any leftovers (Goddanm)
High cash, we ain’t even broke
Stay away, we’re not even bro (Goddamn)
In the village, man, we walked (Woah)
Young girl wants my gang (What?)
I make cash without taking a break (Goddamn)
My bitch on the phone
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one?
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one? (Ayy, goddamn)
Ayy, bitch, what’s good?
A thousand on the road, fly (Goddamn)
My brother, we’re not for nothing
There are more bullets, don’t leave the street (Goddamn)
It was another thousand on the fucking blouse
I mix codeine, I don’t even read the leaflet
Little brother is closed, man, just like Yakuza
Farted, talking, bro, keep to yourself
On the street talking, this bro acts
In the punch we leave the brother dumb
Codeine we mixed in the juice
I’ve said too much, no one listens to you
Keeping it in the Balmain bag
Diamond dancing on the chain
I want a bitch who is one hundred percent
Balinha leaving in the feeling (Goddamn)
High cash, we ain’t even broke
Stay away, we’re not even bro (Goddamn)
In the village, man, we walked (Woah)
Young girl wants my gang (What?)
I make cash without taking a break
My bitch on the phone
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one?
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one? (Goddamn)
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one?
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one? (Goddamn)
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one?
Ayy-ayy-ayy bitch, what’s the good one? (Goddamn)
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