CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : SELFMADE

SELF MADE LYRICS

Hook
I gotta couple of bad broads couple of fast cars she think she in a rafe cause she surrounded by Mad stars I like that imma a chemist  I make money off mad bars real hustler tripled up my figures from last March !!
You ant getting money can’t sit here
Whole team getting money it’s a good year
You See the drive I ant got to stair I make one call to the pilot and we outta here

Prayer hands on my Medallion
In the lambagini 2 seater
But ride a boat like da stallion!
(Chanеl) bags I B styling
Skinny dipping - I be tripping
Switch positions - every island
Thеy told me I got so much talent
Why the fuk these labels IS calling
All these meeting not accountants
I just want to see them wires hitting
Steady counting!
Keep the money flowing like a fountain?
No check bouncing!
Big furs big drip! On some queen sh*t
No snitch - plead 5th - ! I haven’t seen sh*t
These n***as hating
Cause my money long
Grandmas wanted to see me make it now she gone!
Don Perry ‘on. - Just to get by
Versace shades so you don’t see the cries
I keep the head high Ladidadi
Ice dripped off the AUDEMAR
Think is time to show my ass
Like it’s maDIGRAS

HOOK
I gotta couple of bad broads couple of fast cars she think she in a rafe cause she surrounded by Mad stars I like that imma a chemist I make money off mad bars real hustler tripled up my figures from last March !!
You ant getting money can’t sit here
Whole team getting money it’s a good year
You See the drive I ant got to stair I make one call to the pilot and we outta here

I use to dream foreign cars
In front the garage
Now I pull up in foreign
b*t*hes is no fisad -
Tuck ya tail in burning feathers off the ducks and goose
These Cartier’s is fitting right up in that mazi coup-
Up in Barneys
This is light work I’m letting loose
- Show THESE b*t*hes how to ball they don't have a clue -
My mini ME’s tryna be me but in training wheels to I show you how to ball u know how it feel

What u know bout 7000 in mortgage bills - what U know about 7 inches on all ya hills -
Red bottoms/ I can tell you how a murder feel. This sh*t real ---- damnnnnnn

Lose lips sink ships so we don't talk much - pink slips for the V’s so we don't walk much -
Drop a bag - get em mad bet against the odds I don't take orders -I'm the Head b*t*h

Hook

I gotta couple of bad broads couple of fast cars she think she in a rafe cause she surrounded by Mad stars I like that imma a chemist I make money off mad bars real hustler tripled up my figures from last March !!
You ant getting money can’t sit here
Whole team getting money it’s a good year