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Remixes by 55M. Please note none of these are official releases and all rights go to the respective artists.

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Preppy Gxd Steven - Father Son Bands Lyrics:

(Money, money, money, money like Mr.Krabs said)

(Chorus)
My father taught me how to hold a bag (Ha!)
He showed me how to flip it in the stock market
What to do if you crash and how to make it back
Pops and I have gamed the system, all our employees across the board are Artificial lads
My money is forever up, these calculations are just too advanced
That's Father son Bands!
(We're making father son Bands Ayyye)

(Verse 1)
Blessings on my dad he taught me how to hold a bag
I've never met a poor relative of mine yet, my family is never left holding the bag 
Luxury brands contact us and beg for us to clutch their bags
I'm Preppy Gxd Steven so no dirt in my pores or on my hands
I laugh out loud when thinking of working with my hands 
Never gave a fuck, money, parties, bitches fucking
I'm a beautiful guy, not shy, sorry if you're an ugly duckling
Get your bread up if you're fed up, don't wanna hear your problems, stuff em
Only one bitch that I cuff, her name is Nancy, she's high end like me, fancy
These other Bops and hoes tho can still catch some rich dick (drench em)
I cut to the chase like back when I was ivy league fencing
I closed down a branch of the company and hired A.I’s to rinse it

(Chorus)
My father taught me how to hold a bag
He showed me how to flip it in the stock market
What to do if you crash and how to make it back
Pops and I have gamed the system, all our employees across the board are Artificial lads
My money is forever up, these calculations are just too advanced
That's Father son Bands!
(We're making father son Bands Ayyye)

(Verse 2)
If you try hard at everything you do that's good for you (I guess?)
I sleep through my day, I'm high on pills, my assistants deal with my moods
My body is trim, my jawline is mint, that means I get to be rude
I never have the rug pulled out from under me
I might pull the rug on my crypto coin and cheese 
Infinite chains on my neck, with nostalgic fast M’s like Mickie D’s
My father invested early on in computer chips, you can learn about my lineage on old DVDs
Ten thousand A.I agents 'cross my companies, cheese, cheese, cheese
Fuck I'm so rich, you'll never ever be like me (like me)
Listen to my bars though, I made the gold nice and shiny 
(Money is the only thing that can hire me)
(Thank you Dad and Money for providing for me)
(Barely anything excites me)

Father Son Bands

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