Lacrim money

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(Feat Migos)
[Intro]
Migos, Lacrim, Kore
[Pre-chorus: Quavo]
If you get to the money and stack up them hundreds
I know you addicted to Benjamins (money)
If you get to the peso, count up euros
Young nigga we know you killing it (killing it)
You killing it (paw paw)
You killing it (paw paw)
If you get to the money
We know you killing it
[Chorus: Lacrim]
They want to kill me
So much I fucked everything
I'm in great shape this evening
I think I'm not going to leave anything behind
I spent my night at the hotel
Right on the Croisette
She is beautiful with beautiful shapes
Tomorrow I'm going on a cruise
Oh yes I made enemies
I could take my brolique
Get on Z1000
Tell them Taieb, with their mother in a selfie
Brother this is not a film
If I rap in your opinion
Am I calibrated in my life?
[Verse 1: Offset]
Imma naughty, I'm killing it
Million dollars in my ceiling
Came up as drug dealer
Sippin' Activis while you sippin' penicillin
Look at you broke nigga through my Versace lenses
Not to mention
Got a felon, man Iâm fucking XXX
Young savage nigga dirty nigga
Had to sit down, do a fucking selling
I knew we gon' blow how to feel it
I was worth a penny now Iâm worth a milli'
We did it independent no deal
Imma lead the head at your lieutenant
When I coped a million got a lot of adrenalin
Sweet boy, boy you selling it, selling it
A lot of rappers that be gimmicking
Take a nigga flow and try to roll with it
[Pre-chorus: Quavo]
[Chorus: Lacrim]
[Bridge: Takeoff]
If you get to the money
My nigga be trapping from monday to sunday
Taking a pack and Iâm beating that dope
Cut dope on the grill no George Forman
I'm balling on niggas XXX morning
Migos overseas we ain't touring
Thank God for that pipe
Pour a whole six when a nigga wake up yawning
[Pre-chorus: Quavo]
[Verse 2: Lacrim]
Finish number one, what do you want?
à It's not my fault
I'm too humble, too heavy
I fucked them all
I drink my drink on the Champs
He's less than midnight
I have my bag on me
I fire two bullets, it ricochets
You're looking for me, you're looking for me
I'm going to put it on you in the derche
Why wait for you to give me the pole, my big guy?
Tell them Kore, the biff' excites us
Only weapons from the East and Mexico
[Pre-chorus: Quavo]
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