PLM - Spent Lyrics

Hop on a jet
Ain't payin' a rent
All this money I spent
Gotta dime not a ten
Flex when it send
I'm makin' her day, when I win
Walkin' up, we all win
We gon climb to the top, we all in
I need a ghost not a 'Rari, or Benz
She is a friend, why she callin' again
All of my diamonds, they poke like Japan
All of my n****s gon' roll, we all in
Yea, we gon sport em', but no we not playin'
Gold hair, I go super saiyan
On the moon, master plan
Go up to the top, then we land

Hop in the car (car)
We going to mars (aye)
Space ship
We blasting off (aye)
O.G.G. n***a
Only get Gwuap (aye)
Uhh haters gon' hate they hate
Uhhh don't be late (late)
If you gon' ride
Don't be fake (fake)
She by my side
Baby bae (uh uh)

Ayeeee'
Star
I knew that I'd be a star
PLM baby dey know who we are
You don't want smoke
No you don't want war
Ayeee' Ayeee'
Ahh
And my hair long like strings on guitars
Make 'em say wow like my name Malone
I'm 'bout to blow
I ain't coming back home

Hop on a jet
Ain't payin' a rent
All this money I spent
Gotta dime not a ten
Flex when it send
I'm makin' her day, when I win
Walkin' up, we all win
We gon climb to the top, we all in
I need a ghost not a 'Rari, or Benz
She is a friend, why she callin' again
All of my diamonds, they poke like Japan
All of my n****s gon' roll, we all in
Yea, we gon sport em', but no we not playin'
Gold hair, I go super saiyan
On the moon, master plan
Go up to the top, then we land

Proceed with caution (caution)
I promise I contemplate often (often)
I charge to the game
I'm not chasing no fame
I need dollars to provide the profit (the profit)
I'm lovin' the way that she walkin' (walk)
Diamonds they ice they poppin' (bling)
I promise I won't do no talking (yea)
We can just scratch it's too many guns poppin (pow!)
Hop on the jet
I promise we land touch down in a whole different country (we landing!)
I'm outta the jungle like Tarzan
In my element yea I be floating (yea)
N****s they lame
They chasing the fame
They really don't even want money (no cash!)
Can't drop on yo' craft
Priorities curled
You going out like a whole junkie (sad)

Hop on a jet
Ain't payin' a rent
All this money I spent
Gotta dime not a ten
Flex when it send
I'm makin' her day, when I win
Walkin' up, we all win
We gon climb to the top, we all in
I need a ghost not a 'Rari, or Benz
She is a friend, why she callin' again
All of my diamonds, they poke like Japan
All of my n****s gon' roll, we all in
Yea, we gon sport em', but no we not playin'
Gold hair, I go super saiyan
On the moon, master plan
Go up to the top, then we land