Dmoney Ent. - Culture Vulture

I do this shit for all my peoples
Pop the perky I feel my ego
No phone calls it's too much RICO's
Jetskis and palm trees, talk my lingo
Local drug dealer was my hero
I said no more drill songs but I had to do this for the culture
Fuck trynna be a real nigga
I'm just trynna be a vulture
Guitar notes, 808 jumping
I feel like partying
Tell baddie bring all the baddies
Fuck it, bring all your friends
We could stay sleep at my bnb
To you, it all depends
19 degrees in my city
So we took a flight to the Yams
She asking too much questions
But I don't really got a answer
Let a thief run up in here
.40 shells give em damage
Wanna hold it down for my reals one
Can't wait for that million
(Wanna grab my phone and start filming)
You don't even got to whisper
This could be our little secret
I said a one night stand
But now you really catching feelings nah
I do this shit for all my peoples
Pop the perky I feel my ego
No phone calls it's too much RICO's
Jetskis and palm trees, talk my lingo
I slide for my guys
So I never mind
She get treated right
She one of a kind
Check the streams baby
You know I'm eating right
Skinny jeans wavy, but can't hold .30 clips
She a Billie Jean so I'm exploring it
Intuition said that, you was fake ain't have to notice
Take a cup of 42 now I'm feeling it
On the highway fuck the traffic and the interstate
Best believe she coming my way
Fuck that other chick
She said I'm her favorite artist, play some unreleased
Trynna find out where do I stay she on some other shit
But trynna fuck my brothers quick
I do this shit for all my peoples
Pop the perky I feel my ego
No phone calls it's too much RICO's
Jetskis and palm trees, talk my lingo
Local drug dealer was my hero

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Dmoney Ent.

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