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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Payroll Giovanni
Payroll Giovanni
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dior Giovanni Petty
Dior Giovanni Petty
Songwriter
Johnathan Burt
Johnathan Burt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damjonboi
Damjonboi
Producer

Lyrics

Ay, somethin' wrong with your memory
Yeah, somethin' wrong with your memory
What you forgot I'm that ****
Since the last time we spoke, I done got way richer
Yeah, diamonds in my charm big as your motherfuckin' mouth
Quit speakin' on a boss and sell that motherfuckin' ounce
You broke and always out, go in the motherfuckin' house
And come up with a plan and take your life a different route
Was buildin' clientele when you was on the fuckin' couch
Not doin' shit, so don't hate on me, bitch
They hate a **** wrist, they hate a **** whip
I make somethin' out of nothin', that shit make a **** sick
I did more with less, some did less with more
I've been chillin', buildin', keepin' distance from what keep me poor
Valet opened up my door, your bitch said she adore
High on from the bottom, now chinchillas to the floor
I focus on that paper, go get more, ****, more
The fuck I look like blowin' minds just to fuck a whore?
Only Kendra get Bottega and Birkins with Alligator
Never been a Captain Save a, just a player havin' paper
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
What u forgot I'm that ****?
(But you forgot I'm that ****)
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
(Way richer) yeah
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
What you forgot I'm that ****?
(Forgot I'm that ****) bitch
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah, yeah
I got way over a dollar shinin' off a **** collar
Talkin' numbers with my partner in a sauna like a monster
Stacks so heavy in my pockets, it's fuckin' up my posture
Smellin' like Clive Christian beanie and my boots Prada
If it's some average shit, I won't bother (I'm straight)
The fuck I look like? I'm Juju and khristian Father (the fuck I look like?)
The fuck I look like when Danni is my mama
And Carl and Bobby my granny and grandfather
I come from royalty, I ran with all legends
Fenkell baby, tied in with Brightmo, six mile and seven (yup)
Grand River, PA, Joy Road, the whole West and East side
**** with chunks on they necks, got connects out in Canada
Mexico and Cali, God gave me the vision
Chillin' in mansions with the family
Way before rap, we was a balled out crew
You probably hatin' on me 'cause we done balled on you, ****
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
What you forgot I'm that ****
(Forgot I'm that ****)
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah, somethin' wrong with your memory?
What you forgot I'm that ****
(Forgot I'm that ****) bitch
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah
Bitch
Money
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
Need a check up or somethin'?
Bye
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