Letra de Forbes - Kap G

(Feat. Skippa Da Flippa)

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You see the doors, Aventador

Draped in Dior, no Michael Kors

This shit ain't forced, need to be endorsed

Let [?], she might be yours, yeah

Made myself into a boss, the choice is yours

Know they all gon' hate it when I make the Forbes

You can see the blood sweat and tears comin' out my pores

Shit could've been worse, show no remorse

I got 'em all big mad, look at them diamonds dance

Drip coming in from France, [?] too advanced

I met the bitch on the Gram, she gotta put up the cam, yeah

We gettin' too much bands, I had to put on my mans, yeah

And I'm still counting, I need an accountant

My neck water fountain, never got an allowance

I let the cash talk for me, I want the bag, charge a fee

Taking my class, watch me teach

I'm shopping at Saks twice a week

Yeah, y'all ain't official

I want a friend, I want a sister

If she a ten I just might miss her

And she my rider, she holding the pistol

I cannot lie, my neck is a blizzard

My money six-five, I play with the Clippers

My future look bright, I gotta get it

I'm feelin' like Skippa, I gotta flip it

You see the doors, Aventador

Draped in Dior, no Michael Kors

This shit ain't forced, need to be endorsed

Let [?], she might be yours, yeah

Made myself into a boss, the choice is yours

Know they all gon' hate it when I make the Forbes

You can see the blood sweat and tears comin' out my pores

Shit could've been worse, show no remorse

Shit could've been worse

I bought a Porsche then bought her a purse

They say I'm too real so I'm down to earth

I'm never second 'cause I come in first

She get dab, I did it first

I can be all of the Beatles, Wraith me

I came straight from a Regal

A hundred piece land, stay fly like a seagull

The Glock got a red dot, you'll think you had measles

The choice is yours

You could be rich or you could be broke

You could be with me, you could be against me

And if you a hater that means you a joke

I mean the choice is yours

Me and Kap G real soon on the Forbes

I bought a crib right on the golf course

We call it Nawf, you call it North

Whole rack full of shoes, draped down Jimmy Choos

Give her the blues if she choose

I like 'em better by twos

I can't lose, only for money I move

She say that I get it wetter

Rubber bands on the cheddar

She gon' act up if you let her

I'ma kill 'em when I catch 'em

I'm having paper like letters, Flippa

You see the doors, Aventador

Draped in Dior, no Michael Kors

This shit ain't forced, need to be endorsed

Let [?], she might be yours, yeah

Made myself into a boss, the choice is yours

Know they all gon' hate it when I make the Forbes

You can see the blood sweat and tears comin' out my pores

Shit could've been worse, show no remorse

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