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Ayy, woah-oh, oh Census, what you cookin? Yeah I don't know where I wanna go no more I don't know Look at me, baby, I'm fly I'll probably feel better when I'm richer All these niggas tryna steal my swag I'm too different, cut these niggas out the picture Got a moon roof in my car, I feel fly like a comet I'm Richie Rich with this money, I stack it up, I love to pile it Yeah, the roof on my car disappear when I be driving Put this bitch on auto pilot when I'm too damn high I know that she thinking that it's hard to forget her But I could just get high and make it hard to remember Woah, over me, this feeling, it hurt me, you hurt mе You promised you would never dеsert me I don't argue with bitches, I got a big amount She brought all her friends to the crib and them thots is piggin' out Can we stay in, lil' baby? We always going out I just need a friend right now, can you just hit me up? Throwing wishes in a pond, I get high off all the cash I want Throw the money in the sky, love to watch it pile up SongtexteThrow the money in the shredder just to stack it back up again Look at me, baby, I'm fly I'll probably feel better when I'm richer All these niggas tryna steal my swag I'm too different, cut these niggas out the picture Got a moon roof in my car, I feel fly like a comet I'm Richie Rich with this money, I stack it up, I love to pile it Yeah, the roof on my car disappear when I be driving Put this bitch on auto pilot when I'm too damn high Aus Songtexte Mania