Giovanni Davinci - Prana

Celebrating the wins, got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough, know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body, that'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another, take my name and my number
With the money came the drama, and the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth, I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, I'm spendin' money like an NBA baller
I'm so enlightened, my vibration goin' up with the Prana
I do it, like Big Sean and G.O.O.D. music
Prepped up, and I'm suited
Run the game, became a student
Girl you foolish, the cutest
Your head game dumb it's stupid
You hate clothes, you're a nudist, it depends on what your mood is
Brought like 10k and blew it
We pickin' and we choosin'
Had to speed off at the light
Ducking 1 time, say dueces
Genius mind, I do this
I don't talk, I show and prove it
You're wavelength ain't on point
My advice is you should tune it
On the road to the top, you can hear my exhaust
Would you still pay the price, if you knew how much it cost?
She tell me "don't worry", just undo her bra
Gave me green light, and she yelling "don't stop"
Celebrating the wins, got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough, know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body, that'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another, take my name and my number
With the money came the drama, and the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth, I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, I'm spendin' money like an NBA baller
I'm so enlightened, my vibration goin' up with the Prana
Pour up the drank
We can roll the marijuana, too
No I never had shit, bossed up and did what I had to do
Mixing grit with devotion, ambition, that'll do
Recipe of a champion, meal for gratitude
Lately now more than ever, they say "I'm proud of you"
Not only just theories, I also had the proof
She gave me the box, and it's sweet as passion fruit
Now my outfit at minimum, cost a rack or two
Presidential Rolex, I'm politically correct
Stackin' all of this bread, so I can go buy some baguettes
Just me and the money, show it love and I caress
Show love to my baby, just don't fuck up an be my ex
Celebrating the wins, got me poppin' my collar
Still ain't enough, know I gotta go harder
Girl got a body, that'll get ya boy caught up
Room for another, take my name and my number
With the money came the drama, and the Dolce Gabbana
In the sea with sharp teeth, I'm with a bunch of piranhas
Shoot my shot, I'm spendin' money like an NBA baller
I'm so enlightened, my vibration goin' up with the Prana
I'm so enlightened, my vibration goin' up with the Prana

Written by:
Billy Garcia

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