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(Twist y'all niggas up) (Who made this beat?) (Twysted Genius, baby) Let's go Yeah, yeah Know it's all blues when I'm thumbin' I just Patek my wrist like it's nothin' Smell like money on me when I come in Now I start up that Lamb' with one button We gon' private the plane, we ain't rushin' I can't wear nothin' plain, bitch, I'm bustin' Bitches say they love me, they just lustin' Got some money, won't change up for nothin' First I had to lose it all Yeah, now I can't lose at all Now I can't lose at all Racks to the ceiling, they know I'm winning, now I can't lose at all Now I can't lose at all Uh, woah, bust down Cartier flooded Uh, treat a bad bitch like nothin' Uh, make her put her hair in a scrunchie Uh, make the ho fuck my cousin Uh, 'cause I wanna fuck her buddy Playin' with the pussy, no rubbin' SongtexteCome here, baby, let a rich nigga touch it Uh, came a long way from a budget Million-dollar nigga 'round sticks in the bucket Might show a lil' love, but can't trust you If you ever stabbed me in the back, then it's fuck you Yeah, I know they waitin' on my downfall Took some L's, had my back up against the wall Got some money, so now I can't lose it all I won't lose at all Know it's all blues when I'm thumbin' I just Patek my wrist like it's nothin' Smell like money on me when I come in Now I start up that Lamb' with one button We gon' private the plane, we ain't rushin' I can't wear nothin' plain, bitch, I'm bustin' Bitches say they love me, they just lustin' Got some money, won't change up for nothin' First I had to lose it all Yeah, now I can't lose at all Now I can't lose at all Racks to the ceiling, they know I'm winning, now I can't lose at all Now I can't lose at all Came a long way from a budget Million-dollar nigga 'round sticks in the bucket Might show a lil' love, but can't trust you If you ever stabbed me in the back, then it's fuck you I had to lose it all Yeah, now I can't lose at all Now I can't lose at all I'll never give up 'Cause I ain't gon' lie, it was a point, I was in a point of my life where I was finna fold But, like, I kept goin', this shit worked out, as I thought That moment when my grandma died, I was like thirteen, fourteen Real talk And I knew if I kept goin' with this shit, it's nothin' I can't get through Aus Songtexte Mania