lyrics: niggas don’t know me. counting up racks by my lonely. smoking up pounds cause i luv tree. this ain’t rap bitch, this is thug poetry. bitch i’m at the mall, you at dollar tree. niggas worship niggas, that’s idolatry. watch me pop my collar, she gone come wit me. fuck a barbershop, you get the fade for free. yeah i like girls, but i luv money. bitch, i’m hard asf i’m tryna fuck the money. outfit all black on black on black, and i swag like crime, man it's black on black. and i still run this shit man i feel like obama. bitch i’m out for blood. adrenochrome, no biden. niggas newgens, they don’t know shit bout it. swag thru da pain. shit feel like molly. _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man i just hit a bitch nigga with my left hand. _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man. thumbing thru da racks nigga, wit my right hand. _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man. let him talk shit, he don’t know me. keep the money quiet, keep the mills meek. i ain’t really thuggin’, i’m just being me. bitch i’m from the suburbs, in the DMV. ain’t no shame in it. tryna let it all out, put my fangs in her. i been up all night tryna hang wit her. i been so pent up. all i’m tryna do is fuck, just fuck, just fuck. tryna run it up like i’m hussein bolt. man, i luv the second amendment, i feel like rambo. i’m on go, chain swang low. 90 (mph) on this route. man, i done this shit before. you couldn’t tell me no. now i can’t stop. get yo ass on the floor. how far you wanna go? it’s just me and you. tell me what you want. what u wanna do… what u wanna do… _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man i just hit a bitch nigga with my left hand. _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man. thumbing thru da racks nigga, wit my right hand. _soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man.
lyrics:
niggas don’t know me.
counting up racks by my lonely.
smoking up pounds cause i luv tree.
this ain’t rap bitch, this is thug poetry.
bitch i’m at the mall, you at dollar tree.
niggas worship niggas, that’s idolatry.
watch me pop my collar, she gone come wit me.
fuck a barbershop, you get the fade for free.
yeah i like girls, but i luv money.
bitch, i’m hard asf i’m tryna fuck the money.
outfit all black on black on black,
and i swag like crime, man it's black on black.
and i still run this shit man i feel like obama.
bitch i’m out for blood. adrenochrome, no biden.
niggas newgens, they don’t know shit bout it.
swag thru da pain. shit feel like molly.
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man
i just hit a bitch nigga with my left hand.
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man.
thumbing thru da racks nigga, wit my right hand.
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man.
let him talk shit, he don’t know me.
keep the money quiet, keep the mills meek.
i ain’t really thuggin’, i’m just being me.
bitch i’m from the suburbs, in the DMV.
ain’t no shame in it.
tryna let it all out, put my fangs in her.
i been up all night tryna hang wit her.
i been so pent up. all i’m tryna do is fuck,
just fuck, just fuck.
tryna run it up like i’m hussein bolt.
man, i luv the second amendment, i feel like rambo.
i’m on go, chain swang low.
90 (mph) on this route. man, i done this shit before.
you couldn’t tell me no. now i can’t stop.
get yo ass on the floor. how far you wanna go?
it’s just me and you. tell me what you want.
what u wanna do… what u wanna do…
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man
i just hit a bitch nigga with my left hand.
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man.
thumbing thru da racks nigga, wit my right hand.
_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi*_soldi* man.
WAY TOO 4REAL
u are the realest bro. u are here for every drop. i appreciate you so so much. 🫶
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SOLDI MAAANN 😩😩😩😩
_SOLDI* _SOLDI* _SOLDI* _SOLDI* _SOLDI* MAN
Did you name the song for the italian word?