Ar "spend it" lyrics

（Verse 1）

I told them to stop breathing, CPR

They call me boss, like Ricky Ross

You have entered my network, GPR

S, These hater wanna see me fall

You see me ballin

From PM in the evening to am in the morning

Time is as tight as your pants, if you want to stop me

You will fall, just like the stock market

Make you disappear, like a medieval Exorcist

Every four sentences is like an ancient poem

I can't find a career that suits me

My brain is too complex, just like the world of Ba God

Abracadaba, I run it faster

I drag ya, slap ya, back to smack em bastards

Flow, cut them

I’m back, Mother****** Bad Boy, Yes Sir

（Chorus）

Roll up the whole game, sushi

A pen, a beat, makin 'Movie

My flow Louis, gas field Gucci

When you hear it, it feels like cash, credit card

Homie feel it like you spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin

(Verse 2)

now what,kill em all,madafuka

bite me,like a blood sucka

You know my position. I'll do my job

Do it, brother

Or your chips will be mine

Review my songs if you want to improve

ladies wanna get laid,juz call me suga.

It's better not to challenge. The result is very obvious

It turns out to be dangerous because you won't see tomorrow

every madafuka knows im taking control,miney,miney,mire ney mo,willow hot like smoke.

Send you all away, alow won't keep you

Don't be too polite. I don't know you very well

hey bitches,we made it

i got my money,willow is busy

（Chorus）

Roll up the whole game, sushi

A pen, a beat, makin 'Movie

My flow Louis, gas field Gucci

When you hear it, it feels like cash, credit card

Homie feel it like you spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin

(Verse 3)

Seriously, I've never tried to beat you

Looking at so many rappers, I became a eater

Put him in the stone pot, fingers, like Zhou Zhiruo

You are weak, even if you are not willing to be weak

Take three words to describe how crazy my technology is

Porsche, Lamborgini, Mercedes

My nickname is Mr. Maserati rizzy

It's like fighting Ali

Profiteering (violence), like the New York Stock Exchange

Let you stand all my rhymes upside down from OK to Ko

My arm is a * *, spraying paint, drinking gasoline

My point is that it's reasonable and doesn't need a reason

You can try copying two or three of my songs

I promise, I'll give you something

This is the flow of speed and ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

You like Kendrick Lamar, but you don't like criticism

There are many punchlines, like the decimal point of PI

The brain has unlimited data networks, wireless

（Chorus）

Roll up the whole game, sushi

A pen, a beat, makin 'Movie

My flow Louis, gas field Gucci

When you hear it, it feels like cash, credit card

Homie feel it like you spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin

Spend it, spend it, spend it

Spend it, spend it, money makin