Letra de Gimme A Second 2 - Rich The Kid

(Feat. Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign, Peso Pluma)

Yeah, they heard about me

Young nigga, I was runnin' wild as a bad child up in Figure 8

Young nigga ran the money up, now I put a bitch in a figure eight (Figure eight)

Hold on (Hold on), let's get somethin' straight (Yeah)

I was runnin' 'round, tryna get me straight

Like a fat kid, tryna get some cake

She eat it up like buffet (Buffet)

She eat it up right there in the driveway (Skrrt)

Skipped class, I ain't never had a Hyundai (Hyundai)

Water on me like, "Where is Pompeii?"

Chasin' money like, "Where? That way"

I was geeked, took a half a bean

Don't play with me like gasoline

If she love flexin', let her join the team (Flex)

Flexin'

Wake up and brush my teeth, got on a flooded Cuban necklace

I was broke, couldn't buy no Waffle House, my pockets pregnant (Real life)

Hold on, let me count it, give me a second (Hold on, beep)

Flexin'

Girl named Dallas send a hundred texts

Yeah, before I send a bitch a blessing

I need to see if the sex good, I'm a sexist

Cop that new Ferrari truck, yeah, and the Tesla

Top-notch bitch, get the most, not the lesser

Fuck my bitch from the back too hard, she say, "That dick aggressive"

Walk in, buy the whole building, real-estate profile looking impressive

My oldest said, "Daddy not going to Heaven"

Treat me like a deadbeat, said I wasn't present

They was tryna treat a king like a peasant

They bought my son a new dad like it's no headache

I don't give a fuck about shit, I'm irreverent

Last time, I got hella hate

Treated like I wasn't intelligent

Real body, but they hella fake

Gettin' tours, I got hella dates

The pussy tight, the money right, she gon' sell a bit

Then they walk around like she celibate

Wake up and brush my teeth, got on a flooded Cuban necklace (Ice)

I was broke, couldn't buy no Waffle House, my pockets pregnant (Pregnant)

Hold on (Hold on), let me count it, give me a second (Beep)

Océano, ando en el mar, colgándole el AK

Sus culitos hacen "clap," rolando en un zig-zag

Muchas pacas, menos mal, ya saben que ando high

No es el Phantom, Cullinan, voy tapado y no es Irak

El navesón Aventador, una mansión como Playboy

Lo que una noche de morro soñó

Algunas dicen que soy un fuckboy

Fuck, no, no, no

Ya no sé ni cuántas son

Las pastillas que me dio

Esta niña en el trocón

Me la llevo y qué sé yo

Lista pa' sacar la Glock

Flexin'

Wake up and brush my teeth, got on a flooded Cuban necklace

I was broke, couldn't buy no Waffle House, my pockets pregnant (Real life)

Hold on, let me count it, give me a second (Hold on, beep)

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