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(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Uh, okay, last night, I'm still recovering up from last night Last night I was fighting demons with my past life That’s right, I was pouring drank, was sippin' Act', right Addicted to the fast life Okay, yesterday, really can’t remember much from yesterday But every day I wake up I turn into a cheddar chase A heavyweight, I'm a heavyweight, you's a featherweight Need to get your cheddar straight, yeah What the fuck? This bitch old as hell and I'm young as fuck She drunk as fuck In my face talking about her tummy tuck She such a slut Down to suck and fuck 'cause my money up Know I got my money up Do my own thing in my own lane, okay, let's go Gang gang on the same thing, yeah It don't make no sense if it don't make no paper this year And all I got to say to a hater this year Okay, go get your sack right, get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah (Yeah, Gotti) Songtexte Either we talking thugging or we talking money (Fft) New mansion marble floor cost me a couple hundred (Cash, nigga) My watch like four hundred with no stones in it Partner in the fed, in his cell, he got a phone in it (Skrrt) Lil’ bro just crashed the ’Vette, but fuck it, he still living Another day to wake up, get another million I came to ball, this not a scrimmage, shoot the clip until it's empty Rolls truck matchin’ Urus, six-point-five in this jewelry And if it's war, you know we spinning Do your sentence, not no snitching Hope that Drac' don't start glitching Seven figures out that kitchen Chanel bags for my bitches That ’Rari 2020, I'm just riding with my glizzy Do my own thing in my own lane (Yeah, I'm doin' my own thing), okay, let's go Gang gang on the same thing (You know I'm big gang), yeah It don't make no sense if it don't make no paper this year And all I got to say to a hater this year Okay, go get your sack right, get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah Uh, okay, last night, I'm still recovering up from last night Last night I was fighting demons with my past life That's right, I was pouring drank, was sippin' Act', right Addicted to the fast life Aus Songtexte Mania