Prime Boys - Tinted
Written by:Donnie、Murda Beatz、Jay Whiss、Jimmy Prime
Prime forever
I ain't even finna tell y'all
How to get away with murder and sh*t
Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast b**ch what speed limit
Hard on these b**ches I don't got no feelings
OK OK OK OK OK OK
My whip so tinted
Woah she can get it for sure oh for sure for sure
Oh you think it's a joke no money no funny
Woah it's takin' your show show money show money
No won't let it get close no no
Your digital money done ran up
That's cryptocurrency on a Murda beat
I know that these n**gas can't stand us
We drippin' overseas you can learn from me
It's drastic plastic money in elastic
Spooky Margiela's on my two feet
Saks fifth run it up for practice
Cause I can't bring this money to the casket
And I won't bring your b**ch outside the bedroom
Just copped a new whip with some more legroom
Meant to call you back but I'm forgetful
When I'm in the states you know my bread blue
Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast b**ch what speed limit
Hard on these b**ches I don't got no feelings
OK OK OK OK OK OK
My whip so tinted
Woah she can get it for sure oh for sure for sure
Oh you think it's a joke no money no funny
Woah it's takin' your show show money show money
No won't let it get close no no
It's Donnie it's Donnie
You don't gotta ask who's in it who
I need money like I print it print it
Put me anywhere I fit in fit in
Been prime since the beginning
Same thing 'til the afterlife afterlife
Kill sh*t like a mask and knife woo woo
Woah skrt thought the city like NASCAR skrt skrt
Hitting curbs on the half bar
Dodge cops like I'm at large
Yeah trying their hardest to find me where
Trying their hardest to line me how
Prime boys like the eisleys what
All of this money's contagious it stick to me
We doing sh*t for the ages its history
I left her lost in the mazes
I left her lost in the matrix
Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast b**ch what speed limit
Hard on these b**ches I don't got no feelings
OK OK OK OK OK OK
My whip so tinted
Woah she can get it for sure oh for sure for sure
Oh you think it's a joke no money no funny
Woah it's takin' your show show money show money
No won't let it get close no no
Move to the 'burbs I see horses out my window
Like the time my wrist glow
New sh*t I got ripped clothes
Still keep it on my hipbone
Gotta keep an extra clip
Gotta keep an extra b**ch woah
You don't know nothing bout moving milli woah
Adding Addys up I'm at like 50 woah
She keep saying wait till karma hits me
I think she's crazy
She don't understand me but these dollars get me
Man I lost so many people I stopped keeping count
Luckily I have these pills they help me even out
Whiss is getting money guess the secret's out
And I got a couple shooters that I keep around
Whip's so tinted can't see who's in it
Drive so fast b**ch what speed limit
Hard on these b**ches I don't got no feelings
OK OK OK OK OK OK
My whip so tinted
Woah she can get it for sure oh for sure for sure
Oh you think it's a joke no money no funny
Woah it's takin' your show show money show money
No won't let it get close no no