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Fold Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Koto
Length: 3:16
Written by: David Mircea




Young Koto - Fold Lyrics




These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold

Said f*ck all my feelings
I'm gonna get a bag
So sad to leave em
The grind that shit they lack
One day I made a pact
Riches F*ck the rags
These phonies do the most
Think they got the swag

Get the drugs over dosage
Cause my heart actin broken
I'm hoping cops interrogating
Cause hypnosis
They my homies
I know they are not exposing
It's okay I'm living dreams
Like my name Joseph
Hear my music for the first time
Know that it's explosive
I Used to be a nothing
Only one they notice
Lookin good now
But one time I was at my lowest

I'm devoted
Turn that shit back to red roses

The Money I'm makin
Yeah These bitches they hatin
Yeah ain't no hesitating
Yeah way yo booty shakin
Yeah how I make it raining
Yeah there ain't no mistakin
Yeah yo bitch who I'm taking
Kk only weed we blazin

These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold

You ain't with the shit
Pull up with the stick
Hitman duties yeah I'm getting rich
Tony Montana my finger got an itch
Twin sister comin over
Yeah I had to switch
Damn bro who ya tell
Now you in a ditch

I ain't f*ckin with These hoes they messy
Takin all this dick in yo belly
Leave you in the street yeah I'm petty
I ain't gonna lie damn you sexy
Livin like a boss yeah I'm ready
Gettin to the grind yeah I'm sweaty
F*ck a pistol yeah I got a semi
Draco on my waist yeah I'm deadly

You my only bro f*ckin wit me heavy
It's a throwaway
Imma do the dash in this Chevy
Bitches give it up so easy
I think I got plenty
When I'm aiming never miss
Imma pop that cherry
Bullseye
Hit ya once you goin fly
It ain't shit to me imma have an alibi

These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold
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These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold

Said f*ck all my feelings
I'm gonna get a bag
So sad to leave em
The grind that shit they lack
One day I made a pact
Riches F*ck the rags
These phonies do the most
Think they got the swag

Get the drugs over dosage
Cause my heart actin broken
I'm hoping cops interrogating
Cause hypnosis
They my homies
I know they are not exposing
It's okay I'm living dreams
Like my name Joseph
Hear my music for the first time
Know that it's explosive
I Used to be a nothing
Only one they notice
Lookin good now
But one time I was at my lowest

I'm devoted
Turn that shit back to red roses

The Money I'm makin
Yeah These bitches they hatin
Yeah ain't no hesitating
Yeah way yo booty shakin
Yeah how I make it raining
Yeah there ain't no mistakin
Yeah yo bitch who I'm taking
Kk only weed we blazin

These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold

You ain't with the shit
Pull up with the stick
Hitman duties yeah I'm getting rich
Tony Montana my finger got an itch
Twin sister comin over
Yeah I had to switch
Damn bro who ya tell
Now you in a ditch

I ain't f*ckin with These hoes they messy
Takin all this dick in yo belly
Leave you in the street yeah I'm petty
I ain't gonna lie damn you sexy
Livin like a boss yeah I'm ready
Gettin to the grind yeah I'm sweaty
F*ck a pistol yeah I got a semi
Draco on my waist yeah I'm deadly

You my only bro f*ckin wit me heavy
It's a throwaway
Imma do the dash in this Chevy
Bitches give it up so easy
I think I got plenty
When I'm aiming never miss
Imma pop that cherry
Bullseye
Hit ya once you goin fly
It ain't shit to me imma have an alibi

These bitches can go
These nigga can go
My money don't fold
My money won't fold

I know that you told
Thought you was my bro
Actin like a hoe
You said you won't ever fold
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Writer: David Mircea
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