Money Calling Kriptonite (Ft. Thursday)
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[Intro:]
Yeah yeah
Don, Kriptonite
[Chorus: Kriptonite]
From mawning I’ve been starving
Having nothing, now we balling
Money calling (that mula)
I picked up when she was calling
Hmmm a keep humming, cuz a can see it coming
[Verse 1: kriptonite]
About ma paper gotta get that bag dawg
From Jamaica but we in a trap yard
Selling crap and making tracks now ima trap star
I gotta get ma mom a thousand racks dawg
Base jumping, money hunting
Economical disfunction a couldn’t function
Gotta make something from nothing
You should see the place that i grew up in
They be mad cause me shot in a the place (hot)
Go tell dem bwoy de me have da Glock ya pon mi waist (graahh)
Brazilian catty pon mi cocky and a brace
And when me feel like, me hold the racks up to me ears (hello)
Yeah yeah
Don, Kriptonite
[Chorus: Kriptonite]
From mawning I’ve been starving
Having nothing, now we balling
Money calling (that mula)
I picked up when she was calling
Hmmm a keep humming, cuz a can see it coming
[Verse 1: kriptonite]
About ma paper gotta get that bag dawg
From Jamaica but we in a trap yard
Selling crap and making tracks now ima trap star
I gotta get ma mom a thousand racks dawg
Base jumping, money hunting
Economical disfunction a couldn’t function
Gotta make something from nothing
You should see the place that i grew up in
They be mad cause me shot in a the place (hot)
Go tell dem bwoy de me have da Glock ya pon mi waist (graahh)
Brazilian catty pon mi cocky and a brace
And when me feel like, me hold the racks up to me ears (hello)
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