When I step outside they’re taking pics, cameras blinding me
Saw my diamonds on my wrist now she’s planning on callin’ me
I need all my money in the vans, don’t care ’bout a fee
I make more than what you made in 5 years, honestly
How you feel ’bout that?
Yeah, matter of fact
Can you imagine that?
Yeah, okay
You just talk sh#t on the ‘gram about this and that, woah
They gon’ scream my name when I count these racks, woah
Tell me what you wanted, tell me, tell me what you wanted
I got so much band, I don’t wanna put you on it
Put it in the name, this the stencil that you wrote in
You are rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
And I’m laughin’, rollin’, rollin’, I’m with no men
‘Cause Wido take his bills and he turn to a poet
He ain’t rapping and I hate the numbers, I feel lonely, potent
‘Cause Wido make some money, had a f#ckin’ loner
When I step outside they’re taking pics, cameras blinding me
Saw my diamonds on my wrist now she’s planning on callin’ me
I need all my money in the vans, don’t care ’bout a fee
I make more than what you made in 5 years, honestly
How you feel ’bout that?
Yeah, matter of fact
Can you imagine that?
Yeah, okay
You just talk sh#t on the ‘gram about this and that, woah
They gon’ scream my name when I count these racks, woah
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Kostakane Lyrics – omen
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