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NARCISSIST Video (MV)




Performed By: M#NY
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Jaxson Price




M#NY - NARCISSIST Lyrics
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Big racks, I'm countin' this cash
Pockets so fat, they don't even match
New whip, two-tone, do the dash
Penthouse life, got a view on smash
Ryan talk, man, that boy just broke
Told him, "Back up, you ain't part of the show"
His hair so laced, that's why he rock a beanie
His girl? Nah, she a loud-ass ho
Flexin' on these losers, y'all ain't shit
Broke boys actin' like they got hits
Big boy moves, I'm settin' these trends
MONEY, and I'm snappin' again
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I'm insane
Rage in my veins, can't be contained
Cars, money, bitches-life's a game
Seen y'all flexin', y'all broke and lame
Rockstar shit, I'm breakin' the mold
Big-ass mansion, everything gold
Tha Club talk, man, that shit get old
Ain't got bars, all he spit is cold
Lean in my cup, and I'm feelin' real nice
Bad bitch trippin', told her, "Pay the price"
All this ice, got me cold as ice
Flex too hard, man, I do it twice
Tha Club hatin', man, get off my dick
His girl wild, always talkin' that shit
She annoying, yeah, she just don't quit
Told her shut up, man, that's it
Whip the Porsche, hit the gas, I'm flyin'
Too much sauce, y'all stay tryin'
F1LTHY spinnin', the beats keep fryin'
On my level? Keep lyin'
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Big racks, I'm countin' this cash
Pockets so fat, they don't even match
New whip, two-tone, do the dash
Penthouse life, got a view on smash
Ryan talk, man, that boy just broke
Told him, "Back up, you ain't part of the show"
His hair so laced, that's why he rock a beanie
His girl? Nah, she a loud-ass ho
Flexin' on these losers, y'all ain't shit
Broke boys actin' like they got hits
Big boy moves, I'm settin' these trends
MONEY, and I'm snappin' again
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I'm insane
Rage in my veins, can't be contained
Cars, money, bitches-life's a game
Seen y'all flexin', y'all broke and lame
Rockstar shit, I'm breakin' the mold
Big-ass mansion, everything gold
Tha Club talk, man, that shit get old
Ain't got bars, all he spit is cold
Lean in my cup, and I'm feelin' real nice
Bad bitch trippin', told her, "Pay the price"
All this ice, got me cold as ice
Flex too hard, man, I do it twice
Tha Club hatin', man, get off my dick
His girl wild, always talkin' that shit
She annoying, yeah, she just don't quit
Told her shut up, man, that's it
Whip the Porsche, hit the gas, I'm flyin'
Too much sauce, y'all stay tryin'
F1LTHY spinnin', the beats keep fryin'
On my level? Keep lyin'
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Writer: Jaxson Price
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