addicted (menace 2 society) RIVEN
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[Intro]
(Xaynor on the beat)
Pow, pow
Pow, pow
Yeah, yeh, yeah
Yeh
[Verse]
I wake up every day, I gotta count up the guap (Guap, Guap, Guap)
You tottin' them racks
I'm smokin' that boy, he can get popped (Popped, Popped, Popped)
I'm feelin' pain, I'm feelin' that shit, it don't stop (Ayy, yeah yeah, ooh)
I cannot stop talkin' 'bout money, I think I'm addicted
(I think I'm addicted, yeah)
Start talkin' down 'bout money, we throwin' you at fishes (Fishes, yeah)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck 'bout society, bitch, I'm a menace (A menace, yeah)
I'm at AC, yeah, yeah, I'm shoppin' at mo'fuckin' Lenox (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel likе I'm Sonic, I'm smokin' organic, the pettiest
Yеah, I'm plottin', I'm faded
I'm countin' the mo'fuckin' racks, you worryin' 'bout bitches, yeah
Stepped that shit up
I step in the club, I'm countin' the racks, the richest, yeah, I don't give a fuck
Yo' bitch, she callin' me boo, in private, uh
I'm sorry, my nigga, you don't got it
I'm smokin' on that boof, exotic
Yeah, and I'm off like two narcotics
(Xaynor on the beat)
Pow, pow
Pow, pow
Yeah, yeh, yeah
Yeh
[Verse]
I wake up every day, I gotta count up the guap (Guap, Guap, Guap)
You tottin' them racks
I'm smokin' that boy, he can get popped (Popped, Popped, Popped)
I'm feelin' pain, I'm feelin' that shit, it don't stop (Ayy, yeah yeah, ooh)
I cannot stop talkin' 'bout money, I think I'm addicted
(I think I'm addicted, yeah)
Start talkin' down 'bout money, we throwin' you at fishes (Fishes, yeah)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck 'bout society, bitch, I'm a menace (A menace, yeah)
I'm at AC, yeah, yeah, I'm shoppin' at mo'fuckin' Lenox (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel likе I'm Sonic, I'm smokin' organic, the pettiest
Yеah, I'm plottin', I'm faded
I'm countin' the mo'fuckin' racks, you worryin' 'bout bitches, yeah
Stepped that shit up
I step in the club, I'm countin' the racks, the richest, yeah, I don't give a fuck
Yo' bitch, she callin' me boo, in private, uh
I'm sorry, my nigga, you don't got it
I'm smokin' on that boof, exotic
Yeah, and I'm off like two narcotics
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