Imma go run for the prezzi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Mix the Prada, Celine with Balenci
Ball so hard boy we sleeping in Fendi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Chandelier on my wrist check the bezel
All my chains I got em as medals
And all of these boys that talking bout racks
You ain't got it so stop all that cap
They gone hate they gone study our raps
But it's bool we know all the facts
But it's bool we been had the racks
Now we tryna run up all the plaques
Now tryna level up the taste
Fly out to Milan drop a band on a steak
And my brother he popped him an x
Spent time on the mic till I became a vet
Mama told me, "you gone be the best"
Mama told me, "you not like the rest"
They gone tell us we doing it wrong
But they still gone be singing our songs
They still gone be biting our flows
They still gone be watching our hoes
Like the prezzi they watching my pockets
Like the mayor they watching my pockets
On the mic I speak like a prophet
We gone get to the top like a rocket
And these racks done made me a man
In the kitchen I'm whipping the pan
How many figures until you a man?
How many racks till we done with the plan?
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Imma go run for the prezzi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Mix the Prada, Celine with Balenci
Ball so hard boy we sleeping in Fendi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Chandelier on my wrist check the bezel
All my chains I got em as medals
And all of these boys that talking bout racks
You ain't got it so stop all that cap
They gone hate they gone study our raps
But it's bool we know all the facts
But it's bool we been had the racks
Now we tryna run up all the plaques
Now tryna level up the taste
Fly out to Milan drop a band on a steak
And my brother he popped him an x
Spent time on the mic till I became a vet
Mama told me, "you gone be the best"
Mama told me, "you not like the rest"
They gone tell us we doing it wrong
But they still gone be singing our songs
They still gone be biting our flows
They still gone be watching our hoes
Like the prezzi they watching my pockets
Like the mayor they watching my pockets
On the mic I speak like a prophet
We gone get to the top like a rocket
And these racks done made me a man
In the kitchen I'm whipping the pan
How many figures until you a man?
How many racks till we done with the plan?
Imma go run for the prezzi
Mix the Prada, Celine with Balenci
Ball so hard boy we sleeping in Fendi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Imma go run for the prezzi
Chandelier on my wrist check the bezel
All my chains I got em as medals
And all of these boys that talking bout racks
You ain't got it so stop all that cap
They gone hate they gone study our raps
But it's bool we know all the facts
But it's bool we been had the racks
Now we tryna run up all the plaques
Now tryna level up the taste
Fly out to Milan drop a band on a steak
And my brother he popped him an x
Spent time on the mic till I became a vet
Mama told me, "you gone be the best"
Mama told me, "you not like the rest"
They gone tell us we doing it wrong
But they still gone be singing our songs
They still gone be biting our flows
They still gone be watching our hoes
Like the prezzi they watching my pockets
Like the mayor they watching my pockets
On the mic I speak like a prophet
We gone get to the top like a rocket
And these racks done made me a man
In the kitchen I'm whipping the pan
How many figures until you a man?
How many racks till we done with the plan?
Writer: Richard Zvareva
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