Lyrics

Yep I'm 16 and I made a million If you cannot talk about money, then listen I was counting my racks in the kitchen Got Vetements over my body and Christian's Call my bros, they be on bout' some mission If I made a plan, then you better just stick to it You say you my girl, but you dancing on laps Lil' bitch is your motherfuckin rent due? (Yeah) I made a mil' and these bitches, they just like to mimic Got chrome like I came out the matrix I'm moving around like im getting, "Fosho, fosho" She told me "Hako you famous" I'm moving round' town I be going up Show for show, I thought I told you i'd make it? I fucked that bitch in the back of the beamer Lil bitch, she mad cuz' she knows I get riches Move and step Got hunnid bands by my side Move, go back Two's is all I ride Fuck then dip, got hunnid rounds by my side Black or white Like Oreo's, oh my God Yeah I'm 16 and I made a million If you cannot talk about money, then listen I was counting my racks in the kitchen Got Vetements over my body and Christian's Call my bros, they be on bout' some mission If I made a plan, then you better just stick to it You say you my girl, but you dancing on laps Lil' bitch is your motherfuckin rent due?
Writer(s): Yusuf Hakan Kiran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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