TKR - 8:21 Lyrics

(Ray)
(Hey Ray, Ra-Ra-Ra)
(Ra-Ray)
Woah
I press the pedal, that bitch, its gone(Yeah, it's gone)
And my wrist is just glowing, Yeah(It's glowing)
I make money, lil' nigga, woah(Lil' nigga)
What the f*ck is you doing?
Yeah, got my hand on the trigger(Yeah, yeah, Graw, graw)
Woah, Where the f*ck is you going? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money, I got it(Got it, yeah)
Twenty bands, in a pocket(Right in a pocket)
Couple bands, on some shopping(Wo-Woah)
Bitch gonna pop, pussy popping(Yeah)
She my pocket, Lucy Locket(Locket)
F*ck that hoe, yeah, she bopping(Bopping)
Need a warning, these hoes gonna be blinding(Yeah, they be blinding)
50k on a trip? I don't mind it(Yeah)
This girl eat on my dick like she dining(Dining)
50k on a wrist that bitch shining(Shining)
Yeah, perc's in my stomach, I'm flying(Woah, woah)
All this money I ain't even trying(don't gotta try)
All these diamonds so wet, yeah, they crying(Yeah, yeah)
Nigga talking tough, yeah, I can't find him(Okay, yeah)
On god, he a bitch, don't even try him(Don't even try him)
Yeah, I'm rich as f*ck I just stay shining, wo-woah(Wo-Woah)
(Ra-Ray)
Woah
I press the pedal, that bitch, its gone(Yeah, it's gone)
And my wrist is just glowing, Yeah(It's glowing)
I make money, lil' nigga, woah(Lil' nigga)
What the f*ck is you doing?
Yeah, got my hand on the trigger(Yeah, yeah, graw, graw)
Woah, Where the f*ck is you going? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)