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Raven - CYBERIANS (feat. Hollywoodwhyte! & biG de$) [Remix] Lyrics



Raven - CYBERIANS (feat. Hollywoodwhyte! & biG de$) [Remix] Lyrics
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I get money that's just who I am
[00:10.64]I get money that's just who I am [00:12.54]
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me and my mans
I get money that's just who I am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
I get money that's just who I am
I be trapping cause that's what I gotta do
I know I'm popping but I will still pop at you
Snipers posted better look out on top of you
I'ma rock with you
I'm with the plug eating lobster soup
Cop me a juice and I drop a deuce
That shit you be rapping is not the truth
I get money cause that's in my DNA
Scrolling my phone tryna see what bitch I'm finna see today
Rolling so hard off this molly I think I'm on three today
Don't step on my shoe you'll get shot in the feet today
You can't hang with us
I'm mixing the molly with angel dust
I don't step out the house if I don't got my Glock or my double cup
Step in the trap and I f*ck it up
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me & my mans
I get money that's just who i am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
The shit that he rappin' ain't true
Ain't packing no luggage, I'm packing the tool
If he run up on me, I'ma shoot
Make his ass go poof
Like Wanda and Cosmo
High tolerance, I'm finna pop 4
Gun him down if the mane feeling macho
I got blood on my Rick Owens poncho
X pill and a tab, now I'm lit up
Bird Gang what I'm bangin', I'm throwing that shit up
Whitney go right up the sniffer
MDMA coursing all throughout my system
I'm going techno, talkin' digital
Straight out the box, I'm a strange individual
Youngins be cloning, that shit not original
When it come down to this shit, I'm the pinnacle
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me and my mans
I get money that's just who I am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
He talk shit on the gram but he running in real life
That nigga life is a real lie
Nigga a goofy, he got no code that he live by
Swerving lanes like a DUI
I'm with Holly Morant lil bitch I'm Big De$ James
Come together we real fye
King size season
I stuffed a whole nother cone god damnit I'm real high
I be looking for hoes, you niggas be looking for beef
I'm starting to think niggas fluid
Catch a bad bitch working out at the bank
Like baby help me hit a lick at Truist
Bitch I'm the truest
Niggas hate me cause I do it
Bitch mad I ain't get her no bag
She texted and calling said De$ you a loser
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me & my mans
I get money that's just who i am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
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I get money that's just who I am
[00:10.64]I get money that's just who I am [00:12.54]
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me and my mans
I get money that's just who I am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
I get money that's just who I am
I be trapping cause that's what I gotta do
I know I'm popping but I will still pop at you
Snipers posted better look out on top of you
I'ma rock with you
I'm with the plug eating lobster soup
Cop me a juice and I drop a deuce
That shit you be rapping is not the truth
I get money cause that's in my DNA
Scrolling my phone tryna see what bitch I'm finna see today
Rolling so hard off this molly I think I'm on three today
Don't step on my shoe you'll get shot in the feet today
You can't hang with us
I'm mixing the molly with angel dust
I don't step out the house if I don't got my Glock or my double cup
Step in the trap and I f*ck it up
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me & my mans
I get money that's just who i am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
The shit that he rappin' ain't true
Ain't packing no luggage, I'm packing the tool
If he run up on me, I'ma shoot
Make his ass go poof
Like Wanda and Cosmo
High tolerance, I'm finna pop 4
Gun him down if the mane feeling macho
I got blood on my Rick Owens poncho
X pill and a tab, now I'm lit up
Bird Gang what I'm bangin', I'm throwing that shit up
Whitney go right up the sniffer
MDMA coursing all throughout my system
I'm going techno, talkin' digital
Straight out the box, I'm a strange individual
Youngins be cloning, that shit not original
When it come down to this shit, I'm the pinnacle
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me and my mans
I get money that's just who I am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
He talk shit on the gram but he running in real life
That nigga life is a real lie
Nigga a goofy, he got no code that he live by
Swerving lanes like a DUI
I'm with Holly Morant lil bitch I'm Big De$ James
Come together we real fye
King size season
I stuffed a whole nother cone god damnit I'm real high
I be looking for hoes, you niggas be looking for beef
I'm starting to think niggas fluid
Catch a bad bitch working out at the bank
Like baby help me hit a lick at Truist
Bitch I'm the truest
Niggas hate me cause I do it
Bitch mad I ain't get her no bag
She texted and calling said De$ you a loser
I just walked in this bitch with them bands
Please come get yo lil bitch she a fan
She gone f*ck right on me & my mans
I get money that's just who i am
He was talking that shit on the gram
When we seen that young nigga he ran
I be balling I'm Holly Morant
I get money that's just who I am
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Writer: Desmond Smith, JeMario Dye, Sam Jernigan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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