REVO – C19

REVO – C19 Lyrics

Artist: REVO
Song: C19

[Rossi going up
She know she going up
Yeah, yeah, she going up
Yeah, she know she going up

She know I add it up
Get them bags and add it up
She come and add it up
Get them bags and run it up

Bad b#tch know she going up, bad b#tch know she going up
This Hi-Tech in my double cup, Hi-Tech, b#tch, I pour it up
Bad b#tch know she going, yeah, bad b#tch know she going, yeah
I get them bags and count it up, get them bags and run it up

She know I run it up
Ice with me, I pour it up
This eight all in my double cup
This Saint Laurent, can’t get enough

How you sat with Deagles and call yourself a D-boy?
I F, b#tch, I fraud
I came up off a log
Both of them, they stupid thick, b#tch, I just want ménagе, ayy

Quarter pound and half a pound, all I know is quads
Feel like the youngеst one in charge
Foreign in the garage
Hundred days, hundred nights, sippin’ tropical and [1:08

Feel like I’m goin’ up
Saw the strip, I throw it up
, I pour it up
I get the cash and add it up

I’m goin’ fast, I hope it don’t crash
Yeah, you n#gg#s ain’t got, forty on my lap
Bad b#tch know she going up, bad b#tch know she going up
This Hi-Tech in my double cup, Hi-Tech, b#tch, I pour it up

Bad b#tch know she going, yeah, bad b#tch know she going, yeah
I get them bags and count it up, get them bags and run it up
Bad b#tch know she going up, bad b#tch know she going up
This Hi-Tech in my double cup, Hi-Tech, b#tch, I pour it up

Bad b#tch know she going, yeah, bad b#tch know she going, yeah
I get them bags and count it up, get them bags and run it up
Get them bags and count it up
Perkies give me stamina

I break her back, I damage her
She know I spend them racks for fun
We circle like the calendar
If you want that static, yeah

Walk inside the store, I just blew ten bags on some fashion, yeah
I see money through these Cartiers
Fear of God, only God I fear
557s not like a spear

My killers on ‘tack, no tears
Big body Range, I’m switching gears
Smoking on loud, I don’t cover my ears
Know Chrome roll up, pop his top like a beer

And my neck lit up like a chandelier
I’ma floor the dash, feds get in my rear
Bad lil’ b#tch hot and fine, she rare
We got sticks in the car, boy, don’t you dare

Bad b#tch know she going up, bad b#tch know she going up
This Hi-Tech in my double cup, Hi-Tech, b#tch, I pour it up
Bad b#tch know she going, yeah, bad b#tch know she going, yeah
I get them bags and count it up, get them bags and run it up
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From the album:
Final Fantasy [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021