Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
I'm ona jet, from Bama to Nola, when I touch down ima make me play
I hit the telly, with 4 different bags, the birkin, the Louis, the Prada, Chanel
Cologne just came out, she lovin the way that I smell
Chain from Johnny, the whip is exotic, I saw it and copped it, got green like kale
My story is wild, you gotta feel it to understand, it's sum like braille
Yea I'm ready to win, I got the nod I know I can't fail
Flipped that bread so many times it stay in the vault
It's turning me stale
Yea making me stale, chain so heavy it's breaking the scale
Ina big body whip, this car is going from lane to lane
Inside is red and white, I feel like a nupe, I got me a cane
Yeah, yeah, yeah I got me a cane
Mustard seed Faith can move a mountain, I went and got me a grain
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Different Breed Noah - On Me Lyrics
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Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
I'm ona jet, from Bama to Nola, when I touch down ima make me play
I hit the telly, with 4 different bags, the birkin, the Louis, the Prada, Chanel
Cologne just came out, she lovin the way that I smell
Chain from Johnny, the whip is exotic, I saw it and copped it, got green like kale
My story is wild, you gotta feel it to understand, it's sum like braille
Yea I'm ready to win, I got the nod I know I can't fail
Flipped that bread so many times it stay in the vault
It's turning me stale
Yea making me stale, chain so heavy it's breaking the scale
Ina big body whip, this car is going from lane to lane
Inside is red and white, I feel like a nupe, I got me a cane
Yeah, yeah, yeah I got me a cane
Mustard seed Faith can move a mountain, I went and got me a grain
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
I'm ona jet, from Bama to Nola, when I touch down ima make me play
I hit the telly, with 4 different bags, the birkin, the Louis, the Prada, Chanel
Cologne just came out, she lovin the way that I smell
Chain from Johnny, the whip is exotic, I saw it and copped it, got green like kale
My story is wild, you gotta feel it to understand, it's sum like braille
Yea I'm ready to win, I got the nod I know I can't fail
Flipped that bread so many times it stay in the vault
It's turning me stale
Yea making me stale, chain so heavy it's breaking the scale
Ina big body whip, this car is going from lane to lane
Inside is red and white, I feel like a nupe, I got me a cane
Yeah, yeah, yeah I got me a cane
Mustard seed Faith can move a mountain, I went and got me a grain
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Got a rack on me, if you ain't getting money then you gotta go
Just went to LA okay, I'm tryna make that green lil bro
Got Marni on me, yeah, mixing amiri and prada fasho
You ain't seen these, don't even got this here in the store
Writer: Noah Goines
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