Yeat, SeptembersRich - Trëndy way lyrics

[Yeat, SeptembersRich - Trëndy way lyrics]

Yeah, do this shit the trendy way
(Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk
Now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob
Shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail
You should call me Gary

Yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you said
Don't need no commentary
Put some diamonds in my teeth
Call the tooth fairy
Different pointers every week
I just came from Neiman's
I put Diors on my feet
(Cost me fourteen)
I don't stress, my money woke up blessed
Yeah, I would cry too if the
Wock' I got was stretched
(I would cry)
You don't gotta tell me about this shit
I'm not impressed
Yeah, I just wake up, take a Perc'
Then take an X
Do that shit again, turn a five to a ten
I don't know who the fuck you is
I'm definitely not your friend
I just had to point it out
Like the top of a tent
I took all my Rollies out
Think I counted 'bout ten
Yeah, okay
I woke up at seven PM for breakfast
And if that bitch's throat the GOAT
She get a necklace
(With diamonds)
They said the way I'm living bad
It's way too reckless
(Stop it)
This not Breaking Bad
But my brother selling methods
I pulled up, broke her back
Then I asked her where her friends is
I spent Fashion Week in France
All my bitch pussy the wettest

Yeah, do this shit the trendy way
(Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk
Now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob
Shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail
You should call me Gary

Off this Tose' in the Scat, fuck it, crash
With my twizzy serving chickens in that bag
Most of y'all broke as
Hell, flexing twenty blues
That shit sad
I just made thirty thousand jugging
Kids on the 'Gram
Woke up out my sleep, bitch
It's time to geek
Bitch pulled out the E
Made her brush her teeth
Yeat my fucking slime, mob ties
Called up the fleet
TwizzyRich so up, we get richer every week
He thought he my twizzy
Smoked him like a stizzy
Toseína got me dizzy
Called my bitch to get some nizzy
That's that neck, I don't want no sex
I just need them Percs
A hundred milligrams, I just left the Earth

Yeah, do this shit the trendy way
(Keep it up, Sharkboy)
First my money twerk
Now it's lifting weights
Money in the gym, now it's heavyweight
They turn up once a year, turn up every day
Yeah, all type of diamonds, I got every carat
We got all types of lines, Tose' strawberry
Don't tell me you fucking with the mob
Shit get too scary
Yeah, this Perky got me snail
You should call me Gary

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