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Everyday

(álbum: Glock Season - 2017)


Say what
Huh
Say what
Say what
Yeen talkin bout no paper?
Let's roll then

Money talks
Nigga, what you gotta say
I'm on the come up
Nigga, every night and day
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie Day-Date
Fuck a job
I'm smokin gas like Day-Day
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape
I can't fuck with that boy
Cause he a snake
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak
Anyway, any day
I'ma get it everyday

Trynna get these stacks, nigga
Gotta watch them rat niggas
Better keep ya strap nigga
Go to church or clap niggas
I don't fuck with rap niggas
I know real trap niggas
Bitch be like I'm that nigga
Skinny nigga, pockets bigger
I just flexed up on a hoe
She thought I was broke
I told her money funny
Then she thought I was a joke
Let me call Julio
Feel like smokin out the bowl
Ran a train
She like to smoke
Kick that thot hoe out the room

Money talks
Nigga, what you gotta say
I'm on the come up
Nigga, every night and day
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie Day-Date
Fuck a job
I'm smokin gas like Day-Day
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape
I can't fuck with that boy
Cause he a snake
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak
Anyway, any day
I'ma get it everyday

Any nigga want to play
Super soak him
We gone spray
We gone clap, a bay bay
Money hungry, say my grace
I be [?] while they hate
[?] before I face him
Never worry bout no haters
Boy you better get some paper
Rollie tell the time
But I can't give a bitch a minute
We got shooters
Bitch we hittas
I wanna getcha
They gone getcha
I just want the scrilla
[?] these niggas
The money, we got plenty
Yeah, bitches we got plenty

Money talks
Nigga, what you gotta say
I'm on the come up
Nigga, every night and day
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie Day-Date
Fuck a job
I'm smokin gas like Day-Day
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape
I can't fuck with that boy
Cause he a snake
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak
Anyway, any day
I'ma get it everyday

feito

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