(Woah!)
(Woah!)
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
I just called my goons up, we gon' do some runs
We gon' leave him fried, Chick-Fil-A my gun
If he talkin' crazy on the game, he better run
It won't be no use to him, cause he gon' see the sun
(Yeah he gon' see the)
I be in my f*cking bag, getting all these funds
You be acting hella mad cause we having fun
On-on my P's & Q's and all this gas up in my lungs
And I just gotta say, how much f*cking money is you running up today?
H-h-how much f*cking money is you running up today?
How much f*cking money is you running up today?
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
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(Woah!)
(Woah!)
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
I just called my goons up, we gon' do some runs
We gon' leave him fried, Chick-Fil-A my gun
If he talkin' crazy on the game, he better run
It won't be no use to him, cause he gon' see the sun
(Yeah he gon' see the)
I be in my f*cking bag, getting all these funds
You be acting hella mad cause we having fun
On-on my P's & Q's and all this gas up in my lungs
And I just gotta say, how much f*cking money is you running up today?
H-h-how much f*cking money is you running up today?
How much f*cking money is you running up today?
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
(Woah!)
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
I just called my goons up, we gon' do some runs
We gon' leave him fried, Chick-Fil-A my gun
If he talkin' crazy on the game, he better run
It won't be no use to him, cause he gon' see the sun
(Yeah he gon' see the)
I be in my f*cking bag, getting all these funds
You be acting hella mad cause we having fun
On-on my P's & Q's and all this gas up in my lungs
And I just gotta say, how much f*cking money is you running up today?
H-h-how much f*cking money is you running up today?
How much f*cking money is you running up today?
It's like five in the morning
I done got rich from all the shit I did, if it's right or wrong
E-Every time I pour my feelings out, I write a song
All that OG, we be smokin' straight up out the bong
I cannot f*ck with that boy, no, he can't ride along
Writer: Alan Rivera
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid