Rami Beatz - Duffel lyrics

[Hook] Grindin' So that duffel full of money Sleepless nights Sleepless nights Man the engine's always running Gas me up Gas me up Brodie say i'm up and coming Champion Champion b**h i'm felling like I won it [Verse:1] Give me the ring Like Lebron and Irving Whip switch lanes f**in swerving Every dollar made I f**in earn it Cards dealt I f**in turn it Back make f**ing millions All off the f**ing brilliance Look at this damn resilience I just made a f**in k**ing Black on black To the Raf Simmons I'm just looking like villain Give a f** about the bad feelings Good life yea we winning Spazzing like Ye Are you finished? Cooking that sh** Like a chemist Ya'll too fake Hit the dentist Darth Maul I'm the menace Screaming f** you With my middle finger higher Than the empire State Ya'll admire fake I don't know why Ask your b**h how my dick taste Blow dry Oh my Didn't mean to cross your path Give so much neck She part giraffe Me plus her It's hardly math It's a hardy smash Sipping Hennessy We party fast Off the f**ing brown Where charlie at? Jpaul Oh my god He snapped Napalm bomb Up on the track Stay calm He just saying facts Took your b**h Do you need her back? Down in Miami Where the Heat is at Mink coat on Where peta at? Its the hunger games I don't need to rap I could just k** I just don't feel Anything you saying I be just spraying Put your hands up Want me on a track Put your bands up Would the real Jpaul Please stand up? In the Saint Laurent pants Get your brand up In a real player stance b**h man up In a f**in state of mind That you can't touch [Hook] Grindin' So that duffel full of money Sleepless nights Sleepless nights Man the engine's always running Gas me up Gas me up Brodie say i'm up and coming Champion Champion b**h i'm felling like I won it [Verse:2] So much sh** changed in the past year Dropped school Started wearing cashmere f** you Pay me like the cashier I do Go crazy in the Geller gear Working to Get in the Rockefeller tier Feeling like That sh** looking hella near f** fake Conquer every other fear Must make Every single other fear Me I don't Give a f** about A b**h Only care about The fam And making myself rich I mean In the form of happiness Feeling myself It's a fashion sense k**ing my self For the cash advance Looking like prince In the flashy pants (whoa) Feeling like a god But i'm mortal Only human Mixed with greatness You stupid If you hate this Laugh it up Laugh it up When I take your b**h And we f**ing in your bed You be lookin mad as f** Bro why? I though I told you This was gunna happen When you Started laughed When I said that I was rapping Everything I do is real Everything you do you acting But you ain't Winning oscars Your a** is in a trash can (oh my god)