prod me

lyrics:
(yea, yea, can u pardon me, baby can u pardon me)
(yea, yea, i just keep cheques on me, i just keep my cheques on me )

i keep my wallet fat
stacked up with all my cash
that girl she say she want me
i laugh, like what was that?

you know ill never fold
18 and im still going up
that bitch she running like a top
i keep my bruddas on watch

talking my shit, cause i never really fucked with you at all
u talk like a bitch that really aint it why u running ur mouth like what?
surrond urself with good people cause too many fakes be up
never say that i lied to you cause i just said my stuff

i wont talk, tell me what u want
i walk around keeping eyes on ya
my bruddas keep making hella plays
k o d a like whatchu say?

too much, too much yea
yea u talking too much
imma roll it smoke up
cause im feeling too rough
that boy wan talk
now he acting real dumb
i just made bank
now im feeling so up

im like
why u talk like what like what like what
im like
how much cash like what like what like what
that boy
wanna talk shit talk shit talk shit like what
imma just
live my life like what like im on top

on top
thats what i do like what?
u acting like a cop
why u talking like ur tough

i got
i got cash on me
that boy run like what he see
i got necessities
dont get up infront of me
why u talking big
ego up cause u made some p?
dont ever chat to me
where u come from? what u see?

i wont talk, tell me what u want
i walk around keeping eyes on ya
my bruddas keep making hella plays
k o d a like whatchu say?

too much, too much yea
yea u talking too much
imma roll it smoke up
cause im feeling too rough, rough
that boy wan talk
now he acting real dumb, du-du-du
i-i-i just made bank
now im feeling so up

kodavin

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