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Correct Fantastic Four Lyrics
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Geyser, what up tho (what up tho) '30 way ('30 way) Talk Money gang, Rich Forever shit (Rich Forever shit) Hey! (Hey!) Hey! (Hey!) [Hook: Jay Critch] Aye, it don't start 'til we get to the party ('til we get to the party) We pull up, they take pics in the lobby (skrt, skrt) I pulled up, the Givenchy was on me I pulled up and the bitches was on me (hey!) Tryna put 50k in the Balmains (Balmains) Gotta roll me a blunt, had a long day (long day) Boi you goin' outside, that's the wrong way (wrong way) Thinking about the bag, don't call me (don't) She say your old nigga boring (lame) BK, I'm riding a foreign EA, my niggas be scoring (hey!) Speed change, in a new [? 0:43] (skrt, skrt) And I get to the cash, for sure (for sure) And that bitch let me smash, of course (of course) Diamonds on me, go fast forward (fast forward) Money strikes, fantastic four (fantastic four) [Verse 1: Jay Critch] Sippin' tech, might crash the Porsche Safe sex all I'm asking for And you next, I ain't pass the torch (hey!) Hit it twice, make her ask for more Gotta flex, fly like a passport I'm on a jet, sip a drop (drop) She on that jet, give me top (top) I told that bitch she my main, no she is not (no) Got her connecting the dots I told that bitch she can stay, no you can not Please get the fuck out my spot (fuck out my spot) I hit the strip, make it rain, bottles get popped Tell 'em to suck me, my guap (suck me my guap) Ain't showing up, that's unpaid Got to the top, remember was running from cops (hey!) I hit me a lick on you niggas block I'm taking a risk, I do it a lot (do it a lot) Chain on fresh, I could [? 1:17] You can't come in the trap unless you lookin' to cop (lookin' to cop) I hit a stain, but I'm back to the spot Drank for the love, let me know what you got [Verse 2: Rico, Jay Critch] Hood fave, gotta check in some neck She think I'm the best (hood fav), I would say I can't get no rest, just gettin Ks [Hook: Jay Critch] It don't start 'til we get to the party (get to the party) We pull up, they take pics in the lobby (skrt) I pulled up, the Givenchy was on me (Givenchy was on me) I pulled up and the bitches was on me (the bitches was on me) Tryna put 50k in the Balmains (hey!) Gotta roll me a blunt, had a long day (long day) Boi you goin' outside, that's the wrong way (wrong way) Thinking about the bag, don't call me (don't) She say your old nigga boring (lame) BK, I'm riding a foreign (skrt, skrt) EA, my niggas be scoring (hey!) Speed change, in a new [? 1:46] (hey!) And I get to the cash, for sure (for sure) And that bitch let me smash, of course Diamonds on me, go fast forward Money strikes, fantastic four (fantastic four) [Verse 3: Rico] Bitch I'm back, let's get to the bands Off-white, I was drinking a ten Got it tatted, I was drinking a gram While you was at home taking pics for the gram Whip with me nigga you ain't taking no stand Go for a year now I'm outta that jam She suckin' me up but that bitch got a man She want me to fuck but that's not on my plan Dumb bitch, my bitch too foreign Ballin' hard, all my 30s they scoring Feeling like this when you driving that foreign Sellers with me, might go 40 Boyfriend a rat with no name Bitch I'm too fat for Balmains I do the test with go frames And these right here they Cartier lenses Twelve-hundred to clamp the vision Pit 'em off when I'm counting the digits Talk Money, niggas shut up and listen It don't start 'til we get to the party Start shit then we ending the party Pour Henny for the block in the lobby [Hook: Jay Critch] It don't start 'til we get to the party (get to the party) We pull up, they take pics in the lobby (skrt) I pulled up, the Givenchy was on me (Givenchy was on me) I pulled up and the bitches was on me (the bitches was on me) Tryna put 50k in the Balmains (hey!) Gotta roll me a blunt, had a long day (long day) Boi you goin' outside, that's the wrong way (wrong way) Thinking about the bag, don't call me (don't) She say your old nigga boring (lame) BK, I'm riding a foreign (skrt, skrt) EA, my niggas be scoring (hey!) Speed change, in a new [? 1:46] (hey!) And I get to the cash, for sure (for sure) And that bitch let me smash, of course Diamonds on me, go fast forward Money strikes, fantastic four (fantastic four)
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