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100 Gecs - money machine Lyrics



100 Gecs - money machine Lyrics
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Hey you lil' piss baby, you think you're so f*cking cool?
Huh?
You think you're so f*cking tough?
You talk a lotta big game for someone with such a small truck
Aw, look at those arms
Your arms look so f*cking cute
They look like lil' cigarettes
I bet I could smoke you
I could roast you
And then you'd love it and you'd text me "I love you" and then I'd f*cking ghost you

With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (oh yeah)

Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine

Tell me what's the deal, I've been trying to go to bed
I've been up for days, I've been tryna get ahead
Said it all before, and I'll say it once again
I'm better off alone
Tell me what's the deal, I've been trying to go to bed
I've been up for days, I've been tryna get ahead
Said it all before, and I'll say it once again
I'm better off alone

With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (oh yeah)

Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
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Hey you lil' piss baby, you think you're so f*cking cool?
Huh?
You think you're so f*cking tough?
You talk a lotta big game for someone with such a small truck
Aw, look at those arms
Your arms look so f*cking cute
They look like lil' cigarettes
I bet I could smoke you
I could roast you
And then you'd love it and you'd text me "I love you" and then I'd f*cking ghost you

With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (oh yeah)

Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine

Tell me what's the deal, I've been trying to go to bed
I've been up for days, I've been tryna get ahead
Said it all before, and I'll say it once again
I'm better off alone
Tell me what's the deal, I've been trying to go to bed
I've been up for days, I've been tryna get ahead
Said it all before, and I'll say it once again
I'm better off alone

With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (oh yeah)

Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
Feel so clean, like a money machine
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Writer: Dylan Brady, Laura Les
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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From Album: 1000 gecs
Written by: Dylan Brady, Laura Les

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