[Chorus: James Tonic]
She's like, "Easy with the money, easy with the cars"
You probably got twenty cars sittin' and rottin' in car parks
But I made a lot with my dreams and we still hit it up at the scenes
[Verse 1: James Tonic ]
Fuck that, I'ma keep blowin' money
Take it out from the safe, shoot it like an Uzi
It's just a milli-milli, shoot it all on her face, now she lookin' pretty
Yeah, now she lookin' pretty
She's like, "Easy with the money, easy with the cars"
You probably got twenty cars sittin' and rottin' in car parks
But I made a lot with my dreams and we still hit it up at the scenes
Don't pull up, got my Uzi up, heat the city up
That hit got you hit, had to bring it up
My bitch got your bitch, she done sеt you up
It's body to body, don't fuck it up
She just had to say sorry, she suck me off
That tally, my rally keep pushin' up
Whеn I'm back in the city, I knock you off
Three rounds in a row, it's a takeoff
Put it neat in my cup 'cause I'm iced out
When I'm done with this money, I'm cashed out
Make a million a night, when the lights out
Yeah, put your shit on pause, my chef is cookin' sauce
Yeah, put your shit on pause, my chef is cookin' sauce
Sauce is on my neck, sauce is on my sex
Sauce is on my checks, I'm not out here stressin'
I don't give no chances, pay back my advances
Yeah, and don't be late, no messin'
She's like, "Easy with the money, easy with the cars"
You probably got twenty cars sittin' and rottin' in car parks
But I made a lot with my dreams and we still hit it up at the scenes
[Verse 1: James Tonic ]
Fuck that, I'ma keep blowin' money
Take it out from the safe, shoot it like an Uzi
It's just a milli-milli, shoot it all on her face, now she lookin' pretty
Yeah, now she lookin' pretty
She's like, "Easy with the money, easy with the cars"
You probably got twenty cars sittin' and rottin' in car parks
But I made a lot with my dreams and we still hit it up at the scenes
Don't pull up, got my Uzi up, heat the city up
That hit got you hit, had to bring it up
My bitch got your bitch, she done sеt you up
It's body to body, don't fuck it up
She just had to say sorry, she suck me off
That tally, my rally keep pushin' up
Whеn I'm back in the city, I knock you off
Three rounds in a row, it's a takeoff
Put it neat in my cup 'cause I'm iced out
When I'm done with this money, I'm cashed out
Make a million a night, when the lights out
Yeah, put your shit on pause, my chef is cookin' sauce
Yeah, put your shit on pause, my chef is cookin' sauce
Sauce is on my neck, sauce is on my sex
Sauce is on my checks, I'm not out here stressin'
I don't give no chances, pay back my advances
Yeah, and don't be late, no messin'
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