Hit-Boy - Theraflu lyrics

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Hit-Boy - Theraflu lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, look, my bank account, tellin' me to calm down The billboards tellin' me to climb down Ha, n***as pillow talkin', let me find out Could give a f** about later, b**h, I'm on now Ha, you know the shine is what I do though b**h, you know I'm flexin', I bought a necklace and a 2 door Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot R&B k**in' rap n***as, that's just what I do though These n***as is lame, they always complain and doin' the same sh** Get all up on Twitter, tryna get followers, s**in' the same dick I'm tired of these n***as, tired of arguin' over the same b**h n***as funny like comics, I'm wealthy, n***a, I ain't rich My sh** be up in galleries, a million when I paint, b**h Pop records bought me this Ferrari, that's a lane switch Switch it up on you n***as, watch my number change Grown up on you n***as, yeah, my number changed Hit-boy, all these rappers wastin' beats I bought all my clique toys, ain't no n***as wastin' heat Yeah, I talk that big noise, aka I'm TNT I blow that sh** up, get up 'cause, boy, you can't get rid of Don't f** with my old b**h, it's like a bad fur Every industry n***a done had her Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to smash her b**hes breakin' codes, but I'm the pa**word Now it's time for young n***as to shut down sh** If you yappin' in the club then you surrounded They say he trippin' on some greyhound sh** He didn't listen, now he listenin' to the ground, b**h Put him out, he's sleepin' With all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin' Like it's lights out, he took a beatin' Hand on his chest, holdin' his heart, pledge of allegiance [Hook] Damn, his b**h cold, need a theraflu Took ‘em shoppin', bought ‘em fifteen-hundred pair of shoes Ha, theraflu I'm a cold a** n***a, f** you