All of that stunting you doing
Is hella fake like my taxi
Now I'm living large
And my food is hella fancy
I drew the ace
No Nancy
Ima rule the world
Tell me who is now laughing
I don't give a f*ck
I might run a couple bucks
Rari not a truck
Pull up off white and a tux
I've been blowing up
Guess that means you're out of luck
Highway and I'm drunk
I might crash the tour bus
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
Bitch it's the time of the season
For me to get a f*ckin pay check
Rhyme or no reason bitch I'm a legend
No Apex
On the way from dreaming
On the come up hella breakneck
Outer space I'm freezing
Pull up with a f*ckin space deck
Off of the coupe
My speed no minute
Green in my bank
It can outsmoke snoop
Bottom never I stoop
Lost his grip no lube
Titanic goin down
Cause of the wrist ice cube
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
YKK - Time of the Season Lyrics
YKK - Time of the Season Lyrics
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All of that stunting you doing
Is hella fake like my taxi
Now I'm living large
And my food is hella fancy
I drew the ace
No Nancy
Ima rule the world
Tell me who is now laughing
I don't give a f*ck
I might run a couple bucks
Rari not a truck
Pull up off white and a tux
I've been blowing up
Guess that means you're out of luck
Highway and I'm drunk
I might crash the tour bus
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
Bitch it's the time of the season
For me to get a f*ckin pay check
Rhyme or no reason bitch I'm a legend
No Apex
On the way from dreaming
On the come up hella breakneck
Outer space I'm freezing
Pull up with a f*ckin space deck
Off of the coupe
My speed no minute
Green in my bank
It can outsmoke snoop
Bottom never I stoop
Lost his grip no lube
Titanic goin down
Cause of the wrist ice cube
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
Is hella fake like my taxi
Now I'm living large
And my food is hella fancy
I drew the ace
No Nancy
Ima rule the world
Tell me who is now laughing
I don't give a f*ck
I might run a couple bucks
Rari not a truck
Pull up off white and a tux
I've been blowing up
Guess that means you're out of luck
Highway and I'm drunk
I might crash the tour bus
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
Bitch it's the time of the season
For me to get a f*ckin pay check
Rhyme or no reason bitch I'm a legend
No Apex
On the way from dreaming
On the come up hella breakneck
Outer space I'm freezing
Pull up with a f*ckin space deck
Off of the coupe
My speed no minute
Green in my bank
It can outsmoke snoop
Bottom never I stoop
Lost his grip no lube
Titanic goin down
Cause of the wrist ice cube
Bitch I'm in the back of a car
I'm going fast see the stars
Through the roof of the whip
It's just reflecting my arm
I smash like a guitar
My wallet fat like bizzare
My money blue avatar
Or like the hat of Stan marsh
James Bond my bank account
Ends with 2 os and a 7
I got a mansion to myself
No McAllister Kevin
Don't give a f*ck my money stack high
No Mac and Devon
It's like Mario Luigi
You get left back in second
I don't give a f*ck
About you whack ass hoes
I'm going dummy counting money
In the back of my rove
These muhf*ckers ain't got style
Like a bad Afro
But I don't give a f*ck
Ima keep on stacking my dough
Pull up, with a
Flooded, watch
Neck cost like 50
Nother 50 on the sock
I can't, wife no
F*ckin, Thot
3 hits then I'm out
You can call me fetty wap
Writer: Yasin Kashubeck
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