Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea yea yea
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Dn Keem
Let's get it
Go to the attic
Yea uh uh
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
Shooting at the car hit the CD
Put it on rotate
Youngin tryna play
But I know he just wanna motivate
Forget these bum hitters
I do this by myself every day
Grinding all the time
Don't understand I'm a heavyweight
Bless you send you under
I promise I'm OKC like thunder
Running up then bands
I been moving like my name was Osama
Nobody can know
I do this
My neck and wrist dumb and dumber
Pulling up like Obama
We be hot like the summer
I see all the stocks plummet
Climate change like the tundra
Pulling up I be doing this
Neck and wrist dumb and dumber
I be running this game
I be balling Obama
It's ok what I do
Come around Futurama
I'm coming through with your mama
Drop the top in the summer
We throw all tens and twenties
And keep the fifties and hundreds
Kicking this like a punter
I been getting the money
Coming after Drake all-day
Like I'm Madonna
Off of Vegas every day
But no I'm not a stunna
I been hot
I been hot
So u calling me Gunna
Keep the Glock on my hip
No sir I'm not a runner
I be coming to your spot
Rolling imma tumble
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
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Period
Is that loud
So Loud
Go to the attic
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DN Keem - Market Crash Lyrics
DN Keem - Market Crash Lyrics
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Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea yea yea
PremiumBlu
Dn Keem
Let's get it
Go to the attic
Yea uh uh
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
Shooting at the car hit the CD
Put it on rotate
Youngin tryna play
But I know he just wanna motivate
Forget these bum hitters
I do this by myself every day
Grinding all the time
Don't understand I'm a heavyweight
Bless you send you under
I promise I'm OKC like thunder
Running up then bands
I been moving like my name was Osama
Nobody can know
I do this
My neck and wrist dumb and dumber
Pulling up like Obama
We be hot like the summer
I see all the stocks plummet
Climate change like the tundra
Pulling up I be doing this
Neck and wrist dumb and dumber
I be running this game
I be balling Obama
It's ok what I do
Come around Futurama
I'm coming through with your mama
Drop the top in the summer
We throw all tens and twenties
And keep the fifties and hundreds
Kicking this like a punter
I been getting the money
Coming after Drake all-day
Like I'm Madonna
Off of Vegas every day
But no I'm not a stunna
I been hot
I been hot
So u calling me Gunna
Keep the Glock on my hip
No sir I'm not a runner
I be coming to your spot
Rolling imma tumble
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
PremiumBlu
Period
Is that loud
So Loud
Go to the attic
PremiumBlu
Yea
Yea
Yea yea yea
PremiumBlu
Dn Keem
Let's get it
Go to the attic
Yea uh uh
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
Shooting at the car hit the CD
Put it on rotate
Youngin tryna play
But I know he just wanna motivate
Forget these bum hitters
I do this by myself every day
Grinding all the time
Don't understand I'm a heavyweight
Bless you send you under
I promise I'm OKC like thunder
Running up then bands
I been moving like my name was Osama
Nobody can know
I do this
My neck and wrist dumb and dumber
Pulling up like Obama
We be hot like the summer
I see all the stocks plummet
Climate change like the tundra
Pulling up I be doing this
Neck and wrist dumb and dumber
I be running this game
I be balling Obama
It's ok what I do
Come around Futurama
I'm coming through with your mama
Drop the top in the summer
We throw all tens and twenties
And keep the fifties and hundreds
Kicking this like a punter
I been getting the money
Coming after Drake all-day
Like I'm Madonna
Off of Vegas every day
But no I'm not a stunna
I been hot
I been hot
So u calling me Gunna
Keep the Glock on my hip
No sir I'm not a runner
I be coming to your spot
Rolling imma tumble
69 I'm trusting the wrong hitter
Like nine Treys
Mama said okay
Balling like Bobby Bouchée
Clean up whipping it up
With the cascade
Flip the whip cloudy
Now I'm talking bout bad days
Run it up bands in my pocket
Yea the long way
Toothpick in the mouth with the cards
Like we playing spades
Acid in the drink when you pour up
Like a Gatorade
Choppa make the market break up
Now it ain't no trades
PremiumBlu
Period
Is that loud
So Loud
Go to the attic
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Writer: Akeem Gilmore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid