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MTHOM - Medusa Lyrics



MTHOM - Medusa Lyrics




Riding with my homies
(We go hard)
Divorced from the old me
(We going hard)
Parties on the weekdays
(We go hard)
The Ritz for a week stay
(Yeah we go)
So what do we say we get this shit started?

Pull up to the flex
Let's get this shit poppin
Just signed my bonus
I feel like Johnnie Stockton
I don't carry bands
I got direct deposit
Swiping so much they think
My wrist retarded
I don't flex on niggas
But on IRS
A Brinks or a Dunbar
Which one should I get?
Back in those days
I used to act a fool
Now got Warren Buffett
In my carpool

Spend that cash
Spend that cash
Lemme write a check for that
I can bring Venezuela back
After I revive Chiraq
Rapping like I'm behind on rent
Rapping to send a check by the tenth
I gave up being lazy for lent
Don't you see my godly ascent
Got Versace penny loafers with no socks
You niggas wearing Sketchers with the white socks
They say that
Money brings out inner demons
But have you seen my new museum?
I look at the options
And I laugh
I remember I used
To check tags
Suicide doors with the leather dash
The engine quick like flash
Keys got a new touchscreen
Equipped with the smokescreen
I'm winning like I'm Charlie Sheen

Shop at Gucci like it's a thrift store
Spend at Saks Fifth like it's a Walmart
I just dropped a stack at the Petsmart
While riding segways call me Paul Blart

Riding with my homies
(I'm riding with my homies)
Divorced from the old me
(F*ck the old me)
Parties on the weekdays
(Turn up on Tuesday)
The Ritz for a week stay
(Yeah we go)
So what do we say we get this shit started?
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Riding with my homies
(We go hard)
Divorced from the old me
(We going hard)
Parties on the weekdays
(We go hard)
The Ritz for a week stay
(Yeah we go)
So what do we say we get this shit started?

Pull up to the flex
Let's get this shit poppin
Just signed my bonus
I feel like Johnnie Stockton
I don't carry bands
I got direct deposit
Swiping so much they think
My wrist retarded
I don't flex on niggas
But on IRS
A Brinks or a Dunbar
Which one should I get?
Back in those days
I used to act a fool
Now got Warren Buffett
In my carpool

Spend that cash
Spend that cash
Lemme write a check for that
I can bring Venezuela back
After I revive Chiraq
Rapping like I'm behind on rent
Rapping to send a check by the tenth
I gave up being lazy for lent
Don't you see my godly ascent
Got Versace penny loafers with no socks
You niggas wearing Sketchers with the white socks
They say that
Money brings out inner demons
But have you seen my new museum?
I look at the options
And I laugh
I remember I used
To check tags
Suicide doors with the leather dash
The engine quick like flash
Keys got a new touchscreen
Equipped with the smokescreen
I'm winning like I'm Charlie Sheen

Shop at Gucci like it's a thrift store
Spend at Saks Fifth like it's a Walmart
I just dropped a stack at the Petsmart
While riding segways call me Paul Blart

Riding with my homies
(I'm riding with my homies)
Divorced from the old me
(F*ck the old me)
Parties on the weekdays
(Turn up on Tuesday)
The Ritz for a week stay
(Yeah we go)
So what do we say we get this shit started?
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Writer: Matthew Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: MTHOM
Length: 2:59
Written by: Matthew Thompson

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