Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
Blue 88 it's a rarri
I hoped out my Feeling got snakes on my collar
Hoped in her Feelings then hoped in a bag
Now she gotta go get a bag she make me mad (Yea)
Yea she got Money she got in a glock
So for me I got Pearles on me brought a bitch from the city
I feel like she sneaking Pills for Gs
She get on her knees
Bitch suck on my (Damn)
I'm only smoking on Frontos
You gotta go give em their Content yea
You gotta stay home where your glock at
Whole night I been locked in
They spend too much time on captions (Shit)
And they still come out capping
I don't know what the f*ck happened (Lets go)
I fit ten bands in my Jacket yea
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
They play with my Ego
I'm smoking Philly like I'm with the Eagles yea
Back home I was leaving illegal
Take one to the head you gon look like a peak hole (Damn)
Popping so many Pills I feel like Buzzlightyear
I thought my cuzzo came home
He been sitting for five years (Oh my god)
This shit ain't right yea
I'm off the nightmares
Diamonds be biting
They really fight yea
She doing me right yea
She doing me right
Had to get me a Whip with them Stars in it
So I feel like I been to Mars in shit
Now all your Stones fugazi it
Cause nobody seeing how fake it is (Yea)
I really came out the Struggle
More Money more Problems
More Money more Commas (Yea)
More Problems more Dollars
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan, the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
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Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
Blue 88 it's a rarri
I hoped out my Feeling got snakes on my collar
Hoped in her Feelings then hoped in a bag
Now she gotta go get a bag she make me mad (Yea)
Yea she got Money she got in a glock
So for me I got Pearles on me brought a bitch from the city
I feel like she sneaking Pills for Gs
She get on her knees
Bitch suck on my (Damn)
I'm only smoking on Frontos
You gotta go give em their Content yea
You gotta stay home where your glock at
Whole night I been locked in
They spend too much time on captions (Shit)
And they still come out capping
I don't know what the f*ck happened (Lets go)
I fit ten bands in my Jacket yea
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
They play with my Ego
I'm smoking Philly like I'm with the Eagles yea
Back home I was leaving illegal
Take one to the head you gon look like a peak hole (Damn)
Popping so many Pills I feel like Buzzlightyear
I thought my cuzzo came home
He been sitting for five years (Oh my god)
This shit ain't right yea
I'm off the nightmares
Diamonds be biting
They really fight yea
She doing me right yea
She doing me right
Had to get me a Whip with them Stars in it
So I feel like I been to Mars in shit
Now all your Stones fugazi it
Cause nobody seeing how fake it is (Yea)
I really came out the Struggle
More Money more Problems
More Money more Commas (Yea)
More Problems more Dollars
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan, the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
Blue 88 it's a rarri
I hoped out my Feeling got snakes on my collar
Hoped in her Feelings then hoped in a bag
Now she gotta go get a bag she make me mad (Yea)
Yea she got Money she got in a glock
So for me I got Pearles on me brought a bitch from the city
I feel like she sneaking Pills for Gs
She get on her knees
Bitch suck on my (Damn)
I'm only smoking on Frontos
You gotta go give em their Content yea
You gotta stay home where your glock at
Whole night I been locked in
They spend too much time on captions (Shit)
And they still come out capping
I don't know what the f*ck happened (Lets go)
I fit ten bands in my Jacket yea
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea Yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
They play with my Ego
I'm smoking Philly like I'm with the Eagles yea
Back home I was leaving illegal
Take one to the head you gon look like a peak hole (Damn)
Popping so many Pills I feel like Buzzlightyear
I thought my cuzzo came home
He been sitting for five years (Oh my god)
This shit ain't right yea
I'm off the nightmares
Diamonds be biting
They really fight yea
She doing me right yea
She doing me right
Had to get me a Whip with them Stars in it
So I feel like I been to Mars in shit
Now all your Stones fugazi it
Cause nobody seeing how fake it is (Yea)
I really came out the Struggle
More Money more Problems
More Money more Commas (Yea)
More Problems more Dollars
Follow better pick up on our Pace
Had to pick up on a bitch so I had it in a race
I put a smile on her Face (Lets go)
I'm on the Xan, the Molly and I feel like I been in Space
I want the Money fo sho (Yea)
She pick me up at the Show (Yea yea)
I was too high had to go (On god)
I wanna Pot full of Gold (Lets go)
Writer: Ivan von Ostini
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid