Letra de Falsetto - Internet Money

(Feat. Lil Tecca)

I saw you, I saw you, I want you, I want you

She told me to come through

You runnin' around, you lucky, you lucky

You want me, you want me

(Census, what you cookin'?)

Ayy

I saw you, I saw you, I want you, I want you

She told me to come through, yeah, but I couldn't dub you

All the hoes on my phone think I'm comin'

My dad told me, "Do not fall in love," and

Turn it up when we walk in the function

Owe me money, I don't want deductions

In my life, I be good for a while, I know (I know)

I know they gon' follow, yeah (I know)

My swag, they gon' borrow, yeah (I know)

I brag, I get in my mode

She beat it, singin', I falsetto

I cannot think that I feel settled

She ride with me while I count my dough

My dad told me, "Don't love no ho" (No)

I'm startin' to rack attack on 'em

Talkin' money, might back out stacks on 'em

And she know I'm a hundred like I'm Hunna

You not drippin' my language like I'm Wunna

Went to turn up in Vegas like I'm Stunna

Oh, he think he on top? Then put 'em under

I'ma beat up the pack like I'm a drummer

And my hoes, they go dumb, my money dumber

Oh, she think she can take it? She a runner

All my niggas on top, oh, you ain't from there

I don't know why they talkin', nigga, shut up

Know they hyped, get a baddie, shoot the club up

Two in one like I'm Jackie and I'm Tucker

Got my meds in the fridge and in the cupboard

Yeah, my bitch got the .40 when it's covered

Not believin' it when they say they love us

I saw you, I saw you, I want you, I want you

She told me to come through, yeah, but I couldn't dub you

All the hoes on my phone think I'm comin'

My dad told me, "Do not fall in love," and

Turn it up when we walk in the function

Owe me money, I don't want deductions

In my life, I be good for a while, I know (I know)

I know they gon' follow, yeah (I know)

My swag, they gon' borrow, yeah (I know)

I brag, I get in my mode

She beat it, singin', I falsetto

I cannot think that I feel settled

She ride with me while I count my dough

My dad told me, "Don't love no ho," yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)

That shit right there, hmm

Ha

That shit hard, bro

That—that bounce, bruh, everything

Just picture me ridin' in fuckin' Hawaii, ridin' around

"Ah, they know, swag, they gon' follow"

That shit, in a white Jeep, windows down, smokin' loud

Beautiful beaches, that bounce crazy, bruh

That shit's infectious

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