Lyrics
Let's go! Haha Woo Yeah Mmm, mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah Yeah my bag's so exquisite My swag's so exquisite My back number ten Cant jack that shit I stack that paper Tell mum I did it I stack that rent Looking like a good tenant, I- Yeah, I did what I could Now I'm inside chilling Bad bitch on my hip Might pull the trigger Might pull out the pistol Might pull out the whip I did it on my own Still ask how I did it Call up my twizz, get busy Stack more bills on a road to a milly Stack more bills on a road to a milly My bitch she got Big Mac's on her F*ck around might give you a fillet I know she got my back Whatever the case she gon' get busy I've been on this shit Can't f*ck with me, yeah African gene my aesthetic Large bills in the bank Gotta give both thanks to my parents F*ck around, made a legend And my swag's so elite Brand new piece, when I'm out overseas Straight from East, that's Gotham City Fucking with me me might, leave him on the street Put my team on Bitch we live forever Bitch we switch up never In Egypt with Cleopatra Tryna' take over the world like Caesar Yeah Yeah my bag's so exquisite My swag's so exquisite My back number ten Cant jack that shit But I jack that shit On a road to a milly Every beat I touch I kill it Tell my brothers I did it, Stack more bills on a road to a milly Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
Song details
Artist: Ea
Writer(s): Emmanuel Ansong
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