100 gecs, A. G. Cook - money machine A.G. Cook Remix

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You think you’re so fucking tough
You talk a lotta big gear
For someone with a small truck
Oh look at those arms
Your arms look so fucking cute
They look like little cigarettes
I could smoke you
I could roast you
And then you’d love it
And you’d text me, I love you
And I’d ghost you
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
I feel so clean like a money machine
I feel so clean like a money machine
I feel so clean I feel so clean
Tell me what’s the deal
I’ve been tryna go to bed
I’ve been up for days
I’ve been tryna get ahead
Said it all before
And I’ll say it once again
I’m better off alone
Tell me what’s the deal
I’ve been tryna go to bed
I’ve been up for days
I’ve been tryna get ahead
Said it all before
And I’ll say it once again
I’m better off alone
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
I feel so clean like a money machine
I feel so clean like a money machine
I feel so clean I feel so clean
Feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean like a money machine
I feel so clean like a money machine
Feel so clean I feel so clean
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine
Big boys coming with the big trucks
I feel so clean like a money machine