K3v10K - LOA

I hit the club spot flexing on that, look what I got, ain't no way
They can tell me shit, we out here getting rich
I get lit, fuck a money pit
Shine on my wrist, look at this

Seen them up last year went to shit
From Ferrari to using lyft, probably thought they couldn't miss
Law of averages, my homies is some savages
I get the bread and the baddest bitches

I can show you what tragic is, not many can handle this
Taking off with no landing gear, bitch
Switching coasts and I know mine
My watch fuckin said it's go time

Stay slowed down , but the money move like Tyreek
Coming down swanging, floating like Ali
Pull up andthe base, on ten
Big Rims and the tires so thin

Popping bottles, we gon' do that shit again
I thought they knew that you play the game to win
Hold up
Hit the club spot flexing on that, look what I got, ain't no way

They can tell me shit, we out here getting rich
I get lit, fuck a money pit
Shine on my wrist, look at this
Seen them up last year went to shit

Hold up
Hold up
Ctc and n the track, tryna get the
Hit the club spot flexing on it, look what I got, ain't no way

They can tell me shit, we out here getting rich
I get lit, fuck a money pit
Shine on my wrist, look at this
Seen them up last year went to shit

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Written by:
Kevin Hendizadeh

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