40 Band$ lyrics

[Intro]
Forty-thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty-thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands

[Verse 1: J Molley]
I got several b*tches up in rotation
Call her over, turn off notifications
Love 'em, live and learn then you replace 'em
Where do I take 'em? Most of them famous
Hold up, my life a vacation
Different day, different location
Fly that b*tch out cause I'm missing her fragrance
I think he looking embarrassed 'cause look who I came with
Run up it, cash never running out
b*tch, I got money now, what are you saying?
I am not here to cap when I'm writing thеse raps
Run it up, do a lap like a race man
I do not carе if you lie to me
I am self-made, I don't care if you're proud of me (If you're proud of me)
Come and pull up if you down with me
Baby, it's love, I don't mind if you doubted me
[Chorus]
Forty-thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Up in the club with his
Now he wiling and I don't have time for no fighting man
f*ck do I look like, I'm Iron Man?
f*ck up like ninety bands, up on some Gucci, I like the new me

[Verse 2: FOCALISTIC]
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[Verse 3: J Molley]
Money coming in, I'm deserving
Twenty on a ring, worth It
Money clean like I'm selling detergent
Still in this b*tch like I'm staying for certain
Still in this b*tch and I'm sleeping with serpents
Life is full of building bridges to burn and I got a million lessons to learn man
Might cut off all my hoes like I just signed to Jesus
I love all my women but loving is leaving
I just need some peace, no, I'm not talking bout Reese's
Twenty thousand for the fee and it's forty for features
Sixty thousand for a suitcase
Twenty-five K for a new chain
This is just loose change
Changed up the way that I view things
Shawty gon' f*ck up the way that I do things
[Chorus]
Forty-thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Up in the club with his, now he wiling and I don't have time for no fighting, man
f*ck do I look like, I'm Iron Man?
f*ck up like ninety bands, up on some Gucci, I like the new me
Forty-thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Forty thousand Rands
I just blew forty-thousand Rands
Up in the club with his, now he wiling and I don't have time for no fighting, man
f*ck do I look like, I'm Iron Man?
f*ck up like ninety bands, up on some Gucci, I like the new me