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Jay Silva

54 Plate

 

54 Plate

(альбом: Tutti Frutti - 2019)


(In a 54 plate, started off 54 plate)
(Yeah yay)

Started off in a 54 plate (yeah yeah)
Now I drip in the coldest Balmain (yeah yeah)
And these bitches they wanna foreplay (yeah yeah)
But I can't do anything without the dough

And I put my hands up like I'm innocent but
I drive a white coupe like it's heaven sent
Started off in a 54 plate (yeah yeah)
Now I drip in the coldest Balmain (yeah yeah)

Crazy how things change since the old days
I remember I spent my first bag on a 54 plate
Shoutout my nigga [?], he's the realest nigga with me
Full time [?] pinkies, but I still roll with the beanies

Yeah I started from the ground up
Just tryna get all my pounds up
Looking at all of these German whips
And I can't even drive them

What you know about no claim bonus
That shit was a killer
Now I'm driving the finest cocaine
Gripping the bar up

People tryna do me wrong, but I gotta stay strong
Hitters tryna get closer, I'm not your Muslim brother
Never asking for the drama, imma need [?]
Doing this shit like a loner, cause I'm riding till it's over

Bitches getting fed up, cause I talk about the same thing
When you have money coming in, you can never get tired of it
I remember I was a young kid, dreaming of rari's and rovers
Now all I gotta do is call the plug, for the rari's and rovers

Started off in a 54 plate (yeah yeah)
Now I drip in the coldest Balmain (yeah yeah)
And these bitches they wanna foreplay (yeah yeah)
But I can't do anything without the dough

And I put my hands up like I'm innocent but
I drive a white coupe like it's heaven sent
Started off in a 54 plate (yeah yeah)
Now I drip in the coldest Balmain (yeah yeah)

(Ay ya ya)
(Jay Silva)

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