​tana - Japan

{Chorus}
Money talk, numbers speak nice to meet cha
New (?...) runners all black leather on my sneak-uhs
I been movin runnin fast they can't keep up
Rose gold plaque never sober smoking thrax (hey)
I been spinin, spinin run threw racks (hey)
What poppin slime the fuck goin call up slatt (hey)
Draped in black but my brudda rock red he say blatt (blatt, blatty)
Two stripper hoes in the back throwin it back (hey)
Everyday 420, nigga
Group of bad hoes on me, nigga
You came in that ho with yo' mans?
I came in with a army, nigga
Security ask what's that shit in my hand?
Let 'em know that it's on me, nigga
Oh, it's on me, nigga
Oh, it's on me, nigga
I feel like the man i can't understand why thеy think they fuckin with me
They ran outta plans whеn they tried to stop me so it fuck them niggas, huh
Ten K in my hand i might throw a band oh that bitch bad follow on the gram
Watch me throw them bands, yeah i throw them bands yeah i throw them bands up, huh
Im out in japan flirtin with this hoe but i can't understand her
I just got some drank i dont sip the bland pour it in my fanta
And ya hoe a fan to
Go and hit cha dance, uh
Hope you bought a friend to, introduce me i know she a dancer
Money talk, numbers speak nice to meet cha
New (?...) runners all black leather on my sneak-uhs
I been movin runnin fast they can't keep up
Rose gold plaque never sober smoking thrax
I been spinin, spinin run threw racks
What poppin slime the fuck goin call up slatt (hey)
Draped in black but my brudda rock red he say blatt (blatt, blatty)
Two stripper hoes in the back throwin it back (hey)