Prove sum (feat. SeptembersRich)
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Prove sum (feat. SeptembersRich)

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Yeah, I called up Eliantte

Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban

Yeah, you talk a whole lot about making that money

Boy, you need to prove it

All of my clothes come from Italy

All of my bitches be missing me

Yeah, went and got paid

Made a new wave, the rest all history

That lil ass band you made, it ain't shit to me

Me and that bitch done had an epiphany

Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?

I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities

I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me

Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get straight to that licking me

Five hundred for the Chrome Hearts tee

Tucked about ten for the jeans

Yeah, I fell in love with the bean

I feel the best and it's no in between

Yeah, bitch gon make her tweak

I made a bird off every week

Hop out the Maybach, just had a seat massaging me

When I wake up, I'ma take a Perc' before I brush my teeth

But they all diamond now, yeah, so I guess I'm flossing creeks

My diamonds wet, they crying

Them diamonds is silent

Not hitting for shit, nobody seeing them shine

I just wake up and get high

I don't even think about trying

My money stand tall, it's so high

Why would I think about signing?

Y'all follow the leader, the Simon

Wock' by the liter, for life

I popped a boot up, I live in the clouds

Yeah, I'm in the sky

I heard they put you on life support

Your money was so weak

Yeah, I bought the Maybach to get top in it and put the seat down

Yeah, all of my money so up

It's Rick on my feet now

When the bitch pull up, it's WWE, finna beat down, yeah

No Steve Austin, not no OT, ho

Draco hit him, OVO

Diamonds, that bitch from the throat, from the neck up

Yeah, 'cause that bitch throat the goat

I'm finna keep popping my shit, yeah, y'all kids just can't get in

We on the side but we win, no SI's, flawless in

Yeah, I called up Eliantte

Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban

Yeah, you talk a whole lot about making that money

Boy, you need to prove it

All of my clothes come from Italy

All of my bitches be missing me

Yeah, went and got paid

Made a new wave, the rest all history

That lil ass band you made, it ain't shit to me

Me and that bitch done had an epiphany

Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?

I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities

I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me

Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get straight to that licking me

Five hundred for the Chrome Hearts tee

Tucked about ten for the jeans

Yeah, I fell in love with the bean

I feel the best and it's no in between