New PR Songtext
von Melly Mike
New PR Songtext
I′d rather die than be mediocre I got more drive than a motherfuckin' chauffeur
If love′s a drug, then I'm gon' stay sober Come on
This my life, I don′t have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin′ up, yeah, this top chef I'm already gone, I can′t wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over their head So I don't wanna talk anymore, I ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin' on my ex
Walk in the building, you know that I′m stuntin
I look at my wrist and I just saw a hunnid they showin' me hate, but you know that I love it
I'm thumbin′ and thumbin, while whippin′ a cullinan
The coupe got no brain like this, walking dead But we ain't deadin as shit, nigga, we gunnin′ it
I put the bread on top of his head Like it was communion, nigga, we runnin' it
So many income streams like Kai, Adin, Speed, nigga, I′m jugglin
Switch my mindset like Kenjaku Envy, jealousy, that's what comes with it
They wrote me off, now I read their every move Just like a summary
I put ice on after flexin, cuz it′s good for recovery
This my life, I don't have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin' up, yeah, this top chef I′m already gone, I can′t wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over the head So I don't wanna talk anymore, ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin' on my ex
This my life, I don′t have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin' up, yeah, this top chef I′m already gone, I can't wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over the head So I don't wanna talk anymore, ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin′ on my ex
If love′s a drug, then I'm gon' stay sober Come on
This my life, I don′t have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin′ up, yeah, this top chef I'm already gone, I can′t wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over their head So I don't wanna talk anymore, I ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin' on my ex
Walk in the building, you know that I′m stuntin
I look at my wrist and I just saw a hunnid they showin' me hate, but you know that I love it
I'm thumbin′ and thumbin, while whippin′ a cullinan
The coupe got no brain like this, walking dead But we ain't deadin as shit, nigga, we gunnin′ it
I put the bread on top of his head Like it was communion, nigga, we runnin' it
So many income streams like Kai, Adin, Speed, nigga, I′m jugglin
Switch my mindset like Kenjaku Envy, jealousy, that's what comes with it
They wrote me off, now I read their every move Just like a summary
I put ice on after flexin, cuz it′s good for recovery
This my life, I don't have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin' up, yeah, this top chef I′m already gone, I can′t wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over the head So I don't wanna talk anymore, ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin' on my ex
This my life, I don′t have regrets Ice on my neck, yeah, bitch, top left
We just cookin' up, yeah, this top chef I′m already gone, I can't wish you the best
I mentioned some racks, it went over the head So I don't wanna talk anymore, ain′t ted
I just hit a new PR, yeah, flexin′ on my ex
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